This Is My Future

Chapter 29

Tim's P.O.V

I punched in my access code to Dick's base and darted in the door. I skipped over the light and ran through the second door to the dark computer room, laughing.

"Hey!" I shouted when someone jumped on me. They punched my face and I returned the attack. Whoever it was grabbed me by the front of my collar and slammed my head against the ground, which didn't help my concussion from fighting Bane the other day.

I slid my foot between mine and my attacker's torso and shoved them off of me. They fell to the ground but another attacker came and started kicking my already injured ribs. I closed my eyes and curled into the fetal position to protect my injuries.

I was having trouble breathing, my ribs were killing me and my head was pounding like it was being hit with a sledgehammer by Bane.

"Nightwing!" I shouted. I didn't want to be a pathetic kid around Dick, but I was in too much pain to care.

Behind my eyelids became bright. "Hey!" I heard Dick shout and the kicking stopped, but the first attacker jumped on top of me again and they punched my head. "Knock it off!" Dick snarled and it felt like the attacker was thrown off of me.

"He broke in!" I heard a young voice growl back.

"No he didn't!" Dick shouted. His voice echoed through the concrete room and made my ears ring. I grunted.

"Everyone," I heard Tigress's cool voice. "Calm down."

Why is she wearing the Glamour?

I felt a hand wrap around my bicep and I uncurled as I was lifted to my feet. I opened my eyes and my jaw dropped.

In front of me stood a young Artemis Crock and Dick Grayson. Dick and his younger self, who had a bloody lip, were in a glaring match, Tigress held my arm, and the young Artemis looked at me apologetically.

"Uh...Nightwing..." I said.

Dick looked away from his younger self. He walked away from him and towards me.

"Are you okay, Robin?" Dick asked kneeling in front of me.

"Robin?" Artemis and Robin asked simultaneously.

"Uhh, yeah," I lied; my head felt like it was about to explode.

Dick obviously didn't believe me, because he was studying me.

I tried not to show that something was wrong, but he still figured it out.

"Kitty, get me a flashlight," Dick requested.

Tigress didn't move.

Dick sighed, "...Please."

Tigress walked to one of Dick's many, disorganized first-aid and storage boxes.

I tried to walk away but Dick had a hold on my shirt.

"I'm fine Nightwing," I groaned. "Seriously."

Tigress handed Dick the flashlight and I tried not to wince when the light suddenly blinded me.

Dick looked into my eyes. I rubbed my eyes when the light was gone, but my vision was black.

"Does Bruce know you got a concussion?" I heard Dick ask.

I bit my lip looking at his silhouette as my vision slowly returned.

"Tim," he said sternly.

I gulped and quietly said, "No..."

Dick groaned. I dropped my head, still unable to see.

"Whatever," Dick grunted. "As long as I know now."

I was silent. Dick rubbed my shoulder.

"Who the hell is that kid!" Young Dick snarled.

Dick glared at his younger self, "Someone you better get along with kid."