Brothers?

Idiot

I was sitting there watching the agents close in, leering at me, no doubt thinking about all the painful experiments they were going to perform on me, when I realized I was being stupid. The hell with this, I'm not just going to sit here and let them take me, if I'm going down, I'm taking some of those sons of bitches with me. I rolled onto my back and used to momentum to roll onto my hands and then get my feet under me. I should really thank Bruce and Dick for the extra training, if I get the chance. I balanced with most of my weight on my left leg, the right one was still bleeding. 

One of the agents that looked vaguely familiar, but seriously who can tell with all the white? Looks at me with a sneer and says "give it up Phantom, you can't escape us now." "We know you can't access any of your powers." I glance down at my leg. The agent smirks and says "like our new toy?" "It was specifically designed by our sponsor for you." I stand as straight as I can and say mockingly "Didn't the Justice League shut you down?" "And besides this is Gotham...You know... Batman's territory, what kind of idiot purposely pisses off the Dark knight?" I see some of the Agents shift nervously, but the head agent just smirks and says "I'm sure Batman will thank us for removing an abomination from his city." "The Justice League did shut us down, you could say this is an off the books mission given to us personally by our sponsor."

 I roll my eyes at him and say with as much sass as possible "You mean Vlad Masters don't you?" The agent scowls and his face turns red. Yep, nailed it. Freaking hate that guy. I shift into a fighting stance. If I can just get to the door. The head agent throws his head back and starts laughing. I feel dread settle into the pit of my stomach. The agent says between cackles "oh, Phantom your forgetting about something." and glances down at my leg. Shit, the cord! I didn't try to take it off because it was cutting so deeply into my leg. The agent pulls out a remote and I feel a surge of electricity go through me again. I can't help it. I scream out in pain and collapse back on the roof. I try to shake off the after affects but I can hear ringing and my muscles don't want to cooperate. 

Through the ringing I hear gunshots and screaming. I look up and blink a few times to focus my eyes. I see the agents getting shot down one by one, although from what I can tell the wounds are non fatal. I hear a thump behind me. Then someone is picking me up and asking "kid, you alright?" I look up at the person who saved me to see a red helmet covering his head. I try to remember what Dick had said about Red Hood. Then it hit me, Dick said he was a Bat, and the only one I hadn't met yet was.....I blinked up at him still feeling disoriented and ask softly so that only he can hear "Jason?" I hear what I think is "What the fu....." I try to tell him I need to get to Dick, but I'm not sure if he understood. Then everything fades to darkness.

 I wake up sometime later in what looks like an abandoned apartment building. I look down at myself and realize my hands and feet are tied to a chair but the steel cord from before is gone and bandages had been applied to my leg. I also notice my hoodie, shoes, and all the hidden lock picks and other weapons Bruce had taught me to carry were missing. I see Jason come around what looks like a kitchen area, he took off the red helmet and was wearing a mask around his eyes. He seems surprised to see me awake but hides it quickly.

 He looks me up and down and says "alright kid, time to start talking.""Who are you, and how do you know anything about my family?" I look him in the eye and say "I'm Dick's little brother." He scoffs and shakes his head "nice try, but I would have heard if Bruce had taken in another kid." I can't help it I grin and say "keeping tabs are you?" He doesn't let it show much but I can tell he's embarrassed, I was starting to get proficient in Bat speak after all. I shake my head and say "I didn't say I was Bruce's kid, I said I was Dick's little brother.""I'm his biological brother." He sneers at me and says "that's an even worse story, everyone knows Dicks parents died and that he was an only child." I sigh and say "look, Dick's parents gave me up for adoption when I was born, there's a whole backstory." "Why don't you give him a call and he can tell you himself." "Besides he would give anything to hear from you anyway." The last part I mumble, but I'm sure he hears it because he almost seems surprised.