CHAPTER 2
-One week later-
"How long has he been like this?" I asked Alfred and Bruce while I stared at Dick.
Alfred sighed "A week, Master Todd. He hasn't left his room once, he's just been sitting in the corner"
I nodded in thanks and walked in closing the door behind me. "Dick?" He didn't look up. I slowly made my way over to him and sat down "Hey, what's wrong?"
"He's still here Jason, he's still here"
"Who's still here?"
"I'm sorry for what he did" He answered as he buried himself into my side, hugging me.
"What do you mean Dick? It's only you and me"
"No, there are others, like Talon"
"What?"
"He was strong though" He said finally looking me in the eyes, his crystal blue eyes laced with worry and remorse.
"What's going on, Dickie Bird?" A small smile spread across his lips, but it disappeared as soon as it came and he went back into his huddled position wrapping his arms around his knees.
"Please go" He requested and I sighed defeated before leaving.
Bruce and Alfred had disappeared from the doorway, so I went looking for them. I went to the kitchen first knowing Alfred would be there, to find everybody. "Did you have any luck?" Bruce asked first.
"I think, he said that he was still here and that there were others like Talon, whatever that means"
Tim and Damian both looked away at the same time before Damian asked "But is he okay?"
"I really don't know, this is weird"
"No kidding" Damian whispered to himself before walking away in annoyance.
"Bruce, maybe we should get J'onn to help out. He could send us in to try and fix Dick"
Bruce nodded thoughtfully, considering the pros and cons "I suppose we could try, but the chances of it working are slim"
"But not all of us could go in, it would probably hurt" Tim added.
"What makes you think that?" I asked him.
"Well, having four people running around in your head, accompanied by their own minds, on top of the mental breakdown, sounds painful"
"Touché, Replacement, touché"