Broken

Fear is a drug

Jason could already tell it was going to be a bad day, so when Batman revealed his plan for taking down down the Scarecrow he almost said he was sick. It was the only explanation he could think of for the dread that settled in his stomach. But he decided if something was going to go badly he wanted to be there to minimize damage.

The plan seemed simple and everyone understood their roles.

They set off towards the warehouse where they knew the scarecrow was as soon as night fell. Jason slipped in first, quiet and alert. He gave the all clear and waited until he got confirmation that everyone was in position.

Scarecrow sat alone on a chair in the middle of the empty warehouse and Jason felt his dread solidify. Then he heard a scream. His first though was that it was one of his teammates. Then he recognized it.

"No!"

He shook his head stumbling back.

"No no no no no!" He shouted.

That scream, it was his voice. Back when he had first gotten captured by the Joker. Back when the crowbar was the worst punishment. He winced collapsing to the ground as the scream changed pitch. The voice was raw from screaming so much. Then it cut off.

"Jason is that you?" Batman's voice came through the coms. "What's going on?"

"We have to get out of here. We have to leave. He's working with the-"

He was cut off again by his own voice. Quiet but clearly his.

"No please not this. Anything but this. I'm sorry I failed you I won't do it again."

Jason winced at the weakness in his voice before rushing towards the Scarecrow.

"You. How did you get these recordings?" He demanded pulling the scarecrow up and shaking him. But the Scarecrow just looked at him blankly. He pulled his fist back to punch him, but his arm was caught by Tim. He glanced around to see that he was surrounded by his family. Scarecrow began to cackle.

"I've got a little present for you Jason. Courtesy of Roman Sionis."

Jason dropped him stumbling back.

"How do you know that name? How do you know this you shouldn't know this." He yelled his voice rising in panic.

Scarecrow launched to his feet throwing something into the ground that exploded sending a dark green gas everywhere and escaping out a window. Jason was frozen where he stood even as he began to cough, trying to expel the nasty gas from his lungs.

"Hood we gotta get out of here. Hood! Jason! Jay!"

But the voices seemed distant as the world went dark.