Bloody Brothers

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Dick sat on the side of Jason's bed, holding a cold rag to his forehead. He was covered in sweat, and running a hideous fever.

"Dickie- Dickie, I'm dying." He cried out dramatically pulling at Dick's shirt, he rolled his eyes.

"You're not dying, you're just drunk." Dick told him.

"But, I feel so bad." He cried grabbing at his stomach, rolling over on his side and he cringed in pain. Dick looked at him softly, not noticing Bruce was staring in the door way.

"How is he?" He asked.

"Fever. He threw up twice now, I think he's just dramatic." Bruce chuckled, walking over to the bed. Pressing the back of his hand on Jason's forehead.

"What made you think it was a good idea to drink anyway? You two are only sixteen! And you snuck out." Bruce said.

"We didn't sneak out, he walked out the front door. You were in your office, we honestly didn't think you'd care." Jason shrugged. Bruce didn't know how to respond, did they honestly think that? Sure he worked alot, but he still wanted to know where they were and what they were doing, he was still their father.

"Of course I care. I'm your father, and after tonight, no more of this, I mean it. Things are going to change around here, for starters I'm not keeping you guys locked up here anymore you're all going to a charity event tomorrow night for Wayne Enterprises." He declared. Jason moaned at the unfairness, "Now, get too bed, the both of you." He ordered, Dick following him out. Jason moaned laying in bed tossing and turning, slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Jason laid on the cold metal table, his arms and legs strapped down. He lifted his head up, it felt like it weight a thousand pounds. His vision was blurry, but he could make out his surroundings. He was in a lab. He knew that much, the swinging lights above his head blinding his eyes. The beeping machinery all around him. He groaned turning his head. He saw a doctor he hadn't noticed before, he was wearing all white, and a mask pulled down from his face. He was clicking and turning knobs on one of the machines. Jason squinted at him curiously. The doctor glanced over his shoudler seeing how he was awake.

"Ah, Mr. Jazon, you are avake. My name is Doctor Volker Seiberlich." He said in a very thick accent.

"Wh- what is-" Jason looked around frantically, tugging at the restraints.

"Nah-ah, Mr. Jazon, in all good time. We are doing extraordinary vork here today. You vill make your mother proud.' He gently patted Jason's face who looked terrified. The doctor turned around back to the machines, a few nurses entered the door in a very ordered fashion, almost mechanically. "Ve shall get started!" He pulled his mask above his face. A nurse pushed Jason's head down forcefully, strapping it down. "Now, you vill feel a bit of a pinch." The doctor said leaning down, sticking a long thick needle into Jason's arm. He pushed down, the fluid entering his bloodstream. Jason's pupils dilated, his entire body felt like he was on fire. His insides seemed to be alive and clawing their way out of his body. He screamed in pain. Thrashing his body around as much as he could. "Hold him down! We must proceed with the procedure!" He ordered, the nurses all surrounded him holding down his limbs. The doctor quickly stuck the EGC dots on to the boys bare chest and forehead.