Silent Protector

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(WARNING!!!! This chapter has slight torture.)

Bruce's POV

It's been a week! One week since he was taken. One week since I've seen him. They haven't called for a ransom or sent anything. What if he's hurt? What if I never see him again? What if he's de...? I stopped myself from finishing that thought.

He was going to be okay. He had to be.

I was sitting in my study just looking at the phone waiting for it to ring or for Alfred to come in with a package. I've barely slept since he was taken and to make matters worse the media found out about the kidnapping. Anytime I have to go out in public, I'm bombarded by paparazzi. Gordon hasn't called me since I gave him my report, probably not wanting to get my hopes up just to tell me they haven't found anything.

My thoughts are broken by the sudden ringing of the phone. I take a deep breath, hoping that it's the kidnappers finally. I pick up the phone and speak in a shaky voice, "Hello?"

"Hello Mister Wayne," the voice was smooth and collected and I could tell the man was having fun with this.

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Dick's POV

I've here for a really long time. I think it's been about a week, but I'm not sure. I'm usually just left in this room with Ace, but I'm not complaining. I don't want to see that one man again. I didn't like the way he looked at me. As if he liked the fear I had for him. William came in hear only once after he bandaged my wounds and that was to take them off, however, the cuts are still there.

Only one other person really comes in here and that's to give me and Ace food. But there was something off about him, just like William. Both seemed as if they didn't want to be here.

This man had light brown hair and light grey eyes. He seemed about 6" tall and in his early 20's. He usually wears the same thing; dark jeans, light grey shirt, and black tennis shoes. The first time he came in, he said his name was Keith.

I hear the door unlock, believing its Keith,but instead I look up to see two men. One pulled out a small gun and pointed it at Ace, who was growling in front of me. I tried to stop him, but before I could, he pulled the trigger. I dart stuck out of Ace's neck and he collapsed to the ground. The same man starts dot take Ace away in his arms; I shot up off the ground, trying to stop him.

"NO! STOP!" I yelled uselessly as I struggled in the other mans arms that held me back. Tears ran down my face as I watched him take an unconscious Ace out of the room. Even after he was out of sight, I continued to struggle. "Please, don't..." I mumbled to myself.

I couldn't lose Ace. He was the only friend I had here. Suddenly, Azazul came in. He motioned to the man holding me and he let me go. I ran for the door to go get Ace back and was almost there when a hand grabbed my arm and threw me into the far wall.

I looked up at him from my spot on the floor and gathered up my courage, "What did you do to Ace?"

He turned to the other man in the room, "You may leave," he said in a neutral tone. The other man nodded and left shutting the door behind him.

He turned back to me, "Now, don't worry about your dog. He's fine. We just gave him a little something to make him sleep."

"Why?" I asked shakily.

He started to walk towards me and I backed up against the wall as best I could. "Well, we're going to give your daddy a call and talk to him. I didn't want your dog to get in the way."