Look! An update! So exciting right? Disclaimer: don't own a damn thing. If I did, this would most definitely not be a kid's show. This part is slow and I apologize for this. The next chapter will be more exciting.
"Mama! Tata!" He's sitting up, panting. His heart pounding in his chest and all the blood rushing from his head, Dick tried to calm his thoughts but waking from a nightmare has never really been an easy experience. He whimpers softly and blinks back tears before steeling himself. His vision clears and the panic comes flooding back.
It's not his bedroom at Wayne Manor. The walls were a light cream color and padded. There were no windows or a door. The blanket held in a white knuckle grip matches with the rest of the room. Dick felt nauseous as he looked down and saw that he was in scrubs that were the same shade.
He tried to stand but fell to the ground, too lightheaded and stood up too fast. His head was nothing but fuzzy static like the television that Conner loved to watch. A moment of careful analysis and he realized that he had been drugged but by what? And by who?
The room wasn't something that fit any of the villains that he was familiar with. It was too... colorful. That's kinda sad. Cream is a colorful now? Robin thought, his head between his knees, trying to get the blood back into his brain. So not feeling the aster.
There was a soft clicking noise and a panel of the wall slide open. Dick lifted his head and saw a young woman, maybe early twenties with light blonde hair and a far too cheerful smile.
"Good morning sunshine. How are you?" She asked, moving towards him. He just stared at her, trying to bring his sight back into clarity. In a span of two minutes, it had managed to blur and focus five times. It was getting rather old.
A needle punctured his arm. Unintentionally, he hissed through his teeth. The tell tale signs of a massive migraine were beginning to rear its ugly head. This is so not whelming. his thoughts grumble.
"How's the little bird doing today?" she asks, voice sounding thunderous in the spacious room. He grits his teeth and looks at her. She actually looks mildly concerned. Dick tries to not be fooled. Or pissed. At this point, he's willing to bet that he's both.
"Fantastic." he growls. She seems slightly off put by his response but doesn't reply. Probably decides that it's not worth getting into a fight with him.
"Well then Mr. Grumpy Pants, it's time to see the doctor." And the smile makes a reappearance. Dick glares at her but she brushes it off. "Come on honey. The doctor doesn't like being kept from his business." With that final statement, two men who look like they've ingested nothing but steroids for the past thirty years enter the room. The prick of fear makes itself known but before he can really comprehend the idea of fighting back, one of the men pick him up and carry him out of the room.
Another wave of nausea washed over him as they travel down a multitude of hallways. The walls and flooring are a sterile white and the woman's heels click on the linoleum flooring. The sound makes the pain increase tenfold and Dick tries to swallow it but when there's a crash somewhere on the floor, he grips his head and whimpers. It felt like someone was taking a knife and stabbing in straight through his forehead.
Nobody comments and Dick isn't sure how he feels about this new silence. They head up about three floors, using an elevator. The ding makes him want to put a bullet in his own brain but he pushed that thought aside. Bats don't do guns. Ever. It's bat-law 101.
The little group stops on a floor that looks like it belongs in a stately manor, not a hospital. Carpeting, mahogany walls, fancy portraits; it did not fit the scene that they had just left.
There was a large door at the very back. Thankfully, there was only silence here, making thinking not quite such a daunting task. Unfortunately, it was making the fear and terror grow.
The woman knocked on the door then pushed it open. Together, they all walked in and Dick was placed on a couch gently. The two men take their leave and the woman walks around to another door and goes through that one. It shuts behind her and Dick is left alone.
He tries to stand and finds that his legs are completely numb. Bile rises in his throat but he chokes it back. He can't show these people that he's scared.
Wait.
He's afraid? Of what? Of who? No. Instantly, he regains composure and decides to not panic until he knows what he's up against. Batman always told him to rationalize. Fear leads to panic and panic leads to rash decisions and rash decisions lead to dying. And dying is a problem.
It only takes a minute after he makes his choice for the woman to come back in, followed closely by an elderly man. He looked like a grandfather, with his bushy white beard and tan skin. Dick feels his Robin side kick in and puts himself on alert. Something about this man was off.
"Good afternoon Mr. Grayson. Or should I call you Richard? Maybe Robin? Which would you prefer?" the man says with a grin. Dick feels his skin flush, a wave of panic washed over him. He begins to really hate how out of control his emotions are.
"How..." He takes a second to cough, mouth incredibly dry. The man just watches him. "How do you know who I am?" He asks. The man smiles and it's like his face split in half. His teeth have a distinct edge to them, making them look sharp.
"Oh my dear boy, there is so much that you and your adoptive father are ignorant of. Don't feel bad, most are." he says, shuffling to his desk and he pours himself a cup of tea. Blackness creeps up to the edge of Robin's vision. He shakes his head, trying to clear it away. The man grins again. "Sleep my boy. Soon enough you will understand." The doctor's laugh is the last thing he hears as he falls into oblivion.
Look at me explain nothing. I swear, this will make sense. Just, please, bear with me. I know where I'm going with this. Updates are at least once a week. I will try for Friday but please don't hold me to it. Life gets in the way a lot. Thanks for reading! (No beta, mistakes are mine.) Thanks for the review, follows and favorites!