Chapter 1: hanging on for life
This story contains mild swearing.
Disclaimer: I do not own young Justice or any of the characters.
I don't know how it came to this one second we were fighting a bunch of goons, now nightwing's holding onto the bridge and me making sure he doesn't let go. Normally if I was in this situation I would use my grappling hook to get down, but nightwing and I both lost our utility belts in the fight. To make matters worse my left arm has been severely injured and is rendered completely useless. I don't know how long nightwing will be able to hold on, and I don't know about you but i don't feel like taking a 60 foot drop to my death. Nightwing's trying to pull us up but it's to hard to with only one arm.
The goons have long gone by now and the bridge is closed so the only hope to get help is if the team finds us before we fall. The only problem with that is we never had a chance to push the panic button, and the team doesn't even know we went on a mission. We should have told someone we were going but we were the only ones in the mountain. We had no time to leave a note, but looking back at it we could have used our coms, thinking about it we should have brought our coms. If we survive this batman is going to kill us, we have already had one lecture about leaving our coms behind. Leaving them behind for a second time screams death. I'm brought out of thought by nightwing, "hey robin?"
"what?" I tried to say this confidently but it came out kind of soft.
"If i swing you do you think you will be able to grab the side of the bridge?"
"no, my left arm's to busted plus i have no feeling in my right hand so if i try i'll just fall."
I hear him mumble "shit" batman would kill him for cussing but i don't blame him. He knows he has to think of a way out of this quick. He may be strong but he can't hold on forever. I can't take the silence between us i need to think of something to say.
"do you think anyone knows somethings wrong?" I know the answer but i need to hear his voice.
"I sure they do, i bet they are looking for us right now" he gives me a slight smile. I know he's lying but his voice helps he stay calm.
"I wonder what Alfred is cooking for dinner?"
"When he hears about this he'll bake us a feast of all our favorite foods."
We have a five minute conversation about dinner knowing very well that we will ever eat again. It makes us feel better to keep our minds off of the situation we're in. Then I have a thought, There is no way i can get out of this alive, but if nightwing lets go of me he can easily pull himself up. He can live if i die. I'm yanked out of thought when I hear nightwing scream "SHIT" and we start to fall.