Renegade

Lost

|Song: Come Little Children/The Hanging Tree by Peter Hollens Bailey Pelkman|

Renegade understood when he lost. It didn't make it any easier but he understood.

And Renegade has just lost.

But he hasn't lost physically this time. No, this was much worse.

He has lost mentally.

And he hated it.

He hated the fact that he couldn't bring himself to let go. He hated the fact that he couldn't kill someone. He hated the fact that he lowered the bow.

Artemis and Wally gave the breaths, that they didn't even realise they were holding, out. Batman smiled under his cowl. He knew that he was not wrong to believe in Renegade. Roy had a smirk on his face and was looking at Renegade with an expression saying 'I knew you weren't going to do it.' Renegade looked around and saw Artemis and Wally have also started smirking.

"Ugh, your smirks are disgusting. Can I just shoot someone else instead?" Renegade asked.

He saw Artemis and Wally's smirks dissappear and they tensed a bit.

"Geez, relax..." Renegade murmured and handed Roy's bow and arrow back to him.

"Plus, don't expect me to turn into a total goodie goodie just because I couldn't shoot a guy, so this is the nicest Renegade you're ever going to get. Take it or leave it."

He saw Roy smirk. But barely. Now, more than half of his vision was full of black dots. He has been feeling dizzy since he got outside the car but all this thinking and good guy/bad guy dilemma made it much worse.

Renegade stumbled and started feeling like he's inside a dream. He walked to the car and leaned on it's door, taking support from it to keep standing.

"Dude, you okey?" Wally asked.

"I'm fine." Renegade said shortly.

He had no idea on what was happening. The Court liked using poisons to give him pain, he knew it from his past days with the Court. But their effects always washed off after a few minutes, an hour tops. However, this poison's effects seemed to be far from going away.

The world was spinning. His vision started going more and more black, his veins around the wounds were like they were going to explode. His head ached like crazy and the feeling of dreaming didn't go away.

His eyelids started to get heavier and heavier. He resisted the urge to black out. It was just a stupid poison, he should have been resistant to poison, he was taught that way. Then why did it hurt so much right now?

Renegade felt his feet leaving the ground and he fell to the ground.

"Dick. Dick!?" Batman said and ran at him but Renegade didn't even hear him.

He saw the figures coming at him. He didn't want to be seen weak in front of them. Renegade was sure that his expression had fragments of pain and showing your pain meant showing your weakness. But he couldn't help it. And finally, he gave in to the darkness.