FAMILIAR FACES

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Author note: School has me triggered. Pls donate to the #stopschoolstress fund by voting. Thanks :') I'm also sick so that's fun! But seriously... Enjoy. A bit more swearing in this chapter, hope you don't mind.

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        Artemis was now being dragged into the open courtyard, towards a large black van guarded by an armed man with a black face mask. The attempted to struggle, but stopped when she realized they would most likely knock her unconscious and she would have no way of saving Dick. 'Hopefully he's not already dead. Why do I feel like I need to protect him, when I just met him?' The archer thought, still in the first armed man's hold. They were getting closer to the black van when suddenly someone from behind ordered the men to stop. Before Artemis could see who this person was, she was tazed, and then fell to the cool stone underneath her feet. The masked guy mercilessly dropped her to the ground, her head hitting the smooth rock.

        As Robin would say: Artemis was definitely not feeling the aster.

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|Gotham Academy|
|Now|

The gunshots kept firing.

The unlucky students dropped to the hard floor.

The remaining swarm backed away in fear, getting back on the ground as the shooter commanded.

Finally all the students were on the ground... Some sitting next to a dead teen. There were about 6-7 dead children, blood seeping out of their lifeless bodies.

Dick was able to get out of the hallway just in time... This was his fault... And now those kid's parents would have to live the rest of their lives without their children. It was a horrible thought. Dick was now running down the hallway, towards the nearest exit. Why wasn't the GCPD here by now? It had already been about five minutes, they should've been here by now... Bruce got the message, right?

He ran faster. He didn't care if he jeopardized his identity right now, he needed to get help. Dick was not going to let any more children die because someone wanted him. The vigilante would think of an excuse for his skills later, when the staff and students were safe. He snuck pass a hallway that was filled with students scattered on the floor, like the one Dick had been in before. The masked man was pacing across the hallway, eyeing each student. When Dick heard heavy footsteps behind him, he quietly slipped into the nearest classroom. He entered the large chemistry room. The long tables were spread across the room, and the chairs were scattered across the width. Papers lay on the ground, along with other school supplies. Dick instantly spotted the large windows on the back wall, and the open blinds that let the bright sun shine through the window. First he looked through the window, making sure no armed men were waiting for an escapee. Apparently it was his lucky day, because all he saw was grass and the wall of the building next to Gotham Academy. He assumed he was as the side of the school currently, which would make an escape much easier. He had to get help fast before another gun was put to a student's head...

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|Gotham Academy Courtyard|
|Meanwhile|

        "It's me, Artemis."
        The blonde archer's heavy eyes opened groggily, revealing the intricate designs in the architecture of Gotham Academy. As she awoke she let out a small groan, attempting to sit herself up. Much to her surprise, she was restrained.
'Can this day get any shittier?' She thought as she tried to struggle.

        "Hello, sis?" The masked villain asked irritably, waving her gloved hand in front of her sister's face.
'Great. So Cheshire is behind this... I guess this day did get shittier.'
        "What's going on Jade? What do you want?" Artemis finally answered, her voice cracking.
        "Oh you know- business. Just helping dad..." Cheshire replied, a smirk growing on her face under her red and white mask.

        And then Sportsmaster walked into his daughters view, gripping a weapon tightly in his fist. He gave a small chuckle with his raspy voice, and then spoke. "How's it goin' baby girl? Do me a favor and tell me where the Grayson kid is."
        "What do you even want with the kid? And let me go!" Artemis demanded, struggling once again. She was still sitting in the courtyard, and the black van was still parked in the road, guarded by many armed men.
        "Haha. You have no idea." Sportsmaster taunted, with an evil laugh. His mood instantly changed a split second later, and then he boasted. "Now tell me where the damn kid is! You know him better than you think!"
        Artemis' expression represented one with confusion. "What?"
        "Oh sis. Dad taught you better." Cheshire implied, fiddling with a weapon in her hand.

        Before she could reply, once of the goons shouted "We got him boss!" And the two villains backed away from the emerald archer. When she saw one of the armed guys dragging Dick's ragged body, she could only glare. His uniform was torn, and his hair that was once neatly combed was now a total mess. He was covered in scratches and had a few bruises, and was struggling against the man gripping him by his shirt collar.

        "Well, I guess we don't need your help now sis. Goodnight."
        Cheshire then whacked Artemis upside the head, causing her younger sister to lose consciousness.

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|A minute earlier|

        Dick was now out of the window. He got a bruise from hitting the ground, considering the window was a few feet high. His balance slipped, sending him tumbling down.
'I can't make mistakes like this... I'm an acrobat.'

       He brushed the dust off of his uniform, and started jogging towards the edge of the building. He stopped by the corner, glancing at the courtyard. There was a large black van, guarded by armed men. An armed woman was by the front doors of the school, and was waiting for a small Dick Grayson to come out of hiding. But what really caught his eye was Artemis, who was tied up and restrained. She was on the ground glaring at her father Sportsmaster and sister Cheshire. What the hell were they doing here?

        He watched as the two villains taunted her, taking enjoyment. He also heard shouting from Sportsmaster, and laughing from Cheshire. Before he could process anything else, he was snatched from behind. He turned as he saw a masked person slash him with a jagged knife, leaving a deep cut in Dick's skin. Dick tried to fight back, but the pain in his chest from the wound was on fire.

        'Great. I'm probably poisoned.' He thought sarcastically as the buff man grabbed his black hair.
        "Stop strugglin' you brat!" He ordered, only to be ignored by the boy in his grasp.
        "That's it you little bitch!"

        Dick then felt a small prick in his neck, and was dragged towards the courtyard. He tried to keep his consciousness, but he was slowly losing it. His struggling slowed down as they made their way through the courtyard.
         "We got him boss!"

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To be continued...

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