Chapter 7

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Dick:

I woke up in a large room and studied my surroundings. There was a rope wrapped tightly around my hands and legs, but they tied into something imbedded in the floor. I sighed until I looked beside me. Maya and Ryan were both tied up as well.

I closed my eyes and started to think. After a while I heard a creaking sound. Dylan Banks disappeared and Joker watched us. Dylan came back and they exchanged words. Dylan pointed a gun to Ryan's head and started talking nonsense. That's when Kayla made an entrance.

I gripped the knife tightly when it landed in my hands. Ryan had been shot in the shoulder, nothing too bad. I hurried to get the ropes off my hands and then worked on my feet. Joker wasn't watching, he had gone to help Dylan.

As I slid the knife to Maya, I heard the sound of a body dropping. I stood and ran away quietly as there focus trained on Kayla.When I reached the shadows I turned to see Kayla with a slice in her side and her eyes closed. Get traught or get dead, right? I sighed and showed myself in the open.

Maya was fighting Dylan as Ryan fought to get free. He was shot after all, and I was left with the Joker. We started to fight and he put a serum to my neck. I held it there, it was probably what happened to Kayla. I grabbed another one from his pocket with my free hand and drove it into his neck. He started ti pass out as I grabbed the one meant for me and injected it into his neck as well.

I watched Dylan throw Maya through a door. He then pointed a gun at me, we were about 30 feet away. "I guess Kayla decided to make some friends, she should know better." Then the shot fired, I was frozen in place. I could move again when I realized it didn't hit me.

I looked ahead to see Kayla as she dropped to the floor. I didn't even see her get up. I ran over and crouchef beside her. I looked at Dylan as I watched him fall. Ryan stood behind him with a small bloody knife in his hands. Dylan wasn't dead, he was still conscious. Ryan had got his leg, then I watched Ryan shoot a tranquilizer at him.

I looked back down to Kayla, who wasn't conscious. I felt for a pulse, it was faintly there. I started CPR before feeling for a pulse again. I started shaking when there wasn't one. Ryan ran over as I continued my work. "Call an ambulance, then make sure Maya's okay." He nodded before falling, I sighed.

I crawled to Ryan as he started to have a seizure. I turned him on his side, poison in the bullet was my guess. I grabbed a dagger that had a skinny blade from Kayla's belt and drove it into his neck at a certain angle and place. That way the blood wouldn't clog his lungs.

He started to cough as he woke up. I ran to the doorway to see Maya sitting up as she nodded to me. I helped her up and she went to Ryan as I went back to giving Kayla CPR. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding when her body moved slightly and a groan escaped her lips. She had a faint pulse now, so I continued as Maya started to get the bullet out so there wasn't any more poison in Ryan.

Wait, Ryan and Kayla were shot with the same gun. That meant Kayla was poisoned too. Then it was replaced by worry, Ryan almost died from the poison and a shot in the shoulder. Kayla was shot in the chest with a poisonous bullet...

"Shouldn't we call an ambulance or something?" Maya asked as Ryan hissed in pain. "No, not yet... Call them, but Kayla is a known criminal, call the private number on my phone. They are trusted friends of Bruce's and they will help..." I trailed off as Kayla's pulse diappeared again.

I struggled to move her into her side without making the wound worse. I started muttering words after an ambulance took Kayla and Ryan. Maya put her hand on my shoulder, "Not all soldiers get the victory of going home after a war." She wasn't trying to comfort me, I was glad for that. Then my phone dinged.

Alfred: Hurry. It's Bruce. Get here from wherever you are. I'm serious you're radio silent its worrying me.

That was the latest text of five he had sent me. I gripped Maya's arm and we ran inside the ambulance before they could leave. We both stuck to the sides so they could move and work. When we arrived I ran to Bruce's room. Nobody was in there, Alfred's coat was. No, not Bruce too, I punched the wall before I realized where I was. I didn't care anymore.

"Dick, I was rather worried why you disappeared." I turned as Alfred motioned to, well, me. I was a blood-stained mess. I looked Down to see Bruce in a wheelchair. I let out a sigh of pain and relief. He stuck out his hand and I shook it. "I called Barbera, shes on her way." Bruce replied with a sad smile. Who was Bruce Wayne if Batman was dead? That part of him dead, or paralyzed, who was he without it...

Then the news people ran in about the whole kidnapping thing. I pushed through them and ran into Maya and Barbera, who were making conversation. I dragged them back through the crowd. When they saw Bruce, their expressions lit up in many emotions. As they all started talking, I slipped away like I usually could. I pulled out a laptop and quickly hacked the hospital. Her room wasn't far, same floor as Bruce. Quickly, I continued stealthily through the hospital until I got there. What I saw made me gasp, this couldn't be real. But real was as real as it got.

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