Weakness

6) My Life is a Party

Warning - I've been putting random songs in, and like last chapter, I'm tryna make them somehow involved slightly in the chapter.

- RATED M FOR GORE AND JASON'S MOUTH.... I'll stop doing these now XD -

When Dick didn't stir again, Jason became extremely worried for his older brother. The ice that remained on him probably didn't help at all, and his cell remained at a low 15.

Jason shivered. He had woken up from a bad dream and had been awake for a good hour before his brothers decided to wake up as well.

What's wrong with Big D? Damian tapped out. Jason jerker his head at the screen.

Check temp, and you know his blood condition. He replied.

True. What did you dream about?

How'd you know?

You keep shivering and it's not cold, and you look like Drake after...

-Flashback-

Red Hood was standing there with a gun aimed at Joker's head. Batman was there, and for some reason, Nightwing was too.

"It's him, or me." His voice said. Soon Red Robin and Robin showed up, and Joker disappeared. He rushed at Red Robin after shooting Damian in the head. He took out his knife when Tim grabbed his guns off of him. He got his younger brother in the chest twice before he fell, bleeding.

He jump-kicked Batman, and used Bruce's face as a wall to push against, wrapping his legs around Dick's neck while his hands grabbed his hair. He used his momentum to snap Nightwing's neck. He grabbed his guns, shoving one against the roof of Batman's mouth, (knowing his cowl was bullet-proof) and shot.

As he left, he turned on the building across the road and threw a grenade. Several, in fact. Joker walked to him and they shook hands.

"Wonderful. Our ploy worked. The Bats are gone, so Gotham city is ours." Red Hood said.

They watched the flames, smiling wickedly.

-End of Flashback-

Dick woke with a jolt as boiling salt water was dumped on his head. How long had he...?

Joker was in the cell with a grin. He untied the boy, then took two steps back. When he realised Dick wasn't going to hurt him, Joker laughed. All Dick did was blink tiredly at him.

He couldn't move. A) because he was so sore, and he was sure that his JOKER WUZ HERE was infected. B) because he didn't know what was happening.

Joker laughed again before grabbing the slightly underweight vigilante by the arms and dragging him out of the room and straight into a new one.

Inside there was eight sets of two chains - four on the roof and four on the floor - with handcuffs attached. The person in the middle would be in an uncomfortable tight Y position. Joker tied him up. He groaned as his wounds screamed in protest and several reopened slightly.

Joker walked out and came back a few minutes later with a kicking and screaming Jason. Dick snorted; Jay really took the term "cuss like a sailor" to a whole new level, even going as far as cursing in several other languages.

Joker did the same with Tim and Dami, and Dick noted with satisfaction that there was a red mark on Joker's pale cheek the size of Damian's fist.

"Now." Joker clapped his hands together with glee. "You're probably wondering why you're all here today."

...

Tim was livid. First, he captured them. Second, he almost starved them. Third, he tortured them while forcing the others to watch. Now he was whipping them?! Joker's an f-ing bastard.

"And this whip is special, see, it's got bits of sand and salt in it, and some fibreglass too, I even think there's thorns there thanks to Ivy. Now, Imma dip it in this here bucket that's filled with salt water and lemon juice. Now now's when the fun begins." Joker laughed, then walked in front of Jason.

Jason growled, sending a dark glare to the villain. Joker shrugged, walked around Red Hood, and whipped his back, hard. He took it out slowly on purpose, and Jason gasped slightly at the pain. Joker grinned like the maniac he was and did it again. He turned to Tim.

"I think we should share the fun around." Joker said. Tim growled at the villain and Richard tried to escape his chains, but was obviously too weak. He took several steps to Red Robin and suddenly, quick as a snake, he lashed the whip, creating a red mark that seemed to take forever to appear on Tim's back.

Damian let an angry, mangled cry and Joker just ripped his uniform and tied the fabric tightly in his mouth as a gag. Man, my life is sure one big party, isn't it?

"Perfect! Let's continue."

...

When Joker was finished with them, not one of them would be awake for the video. He grinned. He'd wake them up tomorrow.

He uploaded the video to Batman's computer, not bothering to do a live stream. This one was great.

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Bruce jumped as the video came in, and didn't have Joker rambling on about nonsense that he didn't listen to nor care about.

The first scene was at night, the cell was dark and a torch was all Joker used to keep Richard shown.

His heart stopped as the clip ended then started again - this time during the day.

It showed when Joker injected a needle containing an unknown substance - DRED, if Dick's reactions were anything to go by - and watched as his cell went red with his blood. Joker seemed to have it out for Dick, more than the others.

The video cut to live Joker. In the background, there was one large screen with the four boys together, chained like they were flogged. All were unconscious.

"So, today the boys had a bit of family time together-" Joker started, but Jason had awoken with a shout. Bruce decided to ignore the foul language his son was using.

Joker glared but continued. "And man, this place looks fantastic after they rebuilt it. I refurbished the inside, of course, but it looks the exact same. Imagine that, five years ago this place had been blown to bits! Glad I could use it again."

Joker paused and so did Jason, Bruce and Alfred behind him.

Joker had said too much.

The video turned black.

Hey guys, so sorry for not updating =>~<= but I posted two chapters to make it up to you guys!!!

Can anyone guess where they are? And yes, DRED is a play on the word 'dread' which is the feeling that it brings to those who knows what it does, and to those who have experienced it.

Ok, so in the first paragraph, when the POV switches from Dick to Tim. the idea is that Tim doesn't actually think or day the f word unless necessary. When it's bleeped out (F***) they're actually thinking/saying it, and when it's hyphenated (F-ing, f) that's what they're actually thinking.

Stay Whelmed, Get Traught, and Feel the Aster!
~Leafstorm0809 out!

...for now...