Chapter 1: Out of the Light
- [location: Unknown, Time/Date: N/A]
The darkness was overwhelming, his head hurt like shit, probably a concussion, but he couldn't figure out why it was so dark even though he was sure his eyes were wide open. Had his helmet malfunctioned? or was there something obscuring his view. Even though it hurt like hell to move, he shifted his head and felt a heavy canvas cloth brush his face. Gahh… his head felt like a building had fallen on it, who had hit him? and what was he doing before this?
Great memory loss… on top of being abducted, beaten, and now not being able to remember anything except the beginning of last week's mission.
- [location: Gotham, Time/Date: 04:50PM, Feb.14]
The streets were full of people, it was valentine's day and Gotham was crawling with couples heading for the Gotham central park where the festivities were about to begin. It's the perfect setting for something to go terribly, wrong. After all this is Gotham, the city that was always in the wrong place at the wrong time... Land of crushed hopes and burning dreams... where even the most innocent thing could be tainted without a second thought... The City of Misfortune.
- [location: Unknown, Time/Date: N/A]
A kick to his stomach jolted him out of his stupor, and sent a new wave of pain through his body. He rolled over, realizing that both his hands and feet were bound tightly in such a way that there was no escaping except by sheer force or something sharp. But the second option was still risky because of the fact that his arms were so tightly bound together that one slip of a knife could gash his arms and sever several tendons and the arteries. He curled into fetal position to lessen the pain, and discourage another blow. He shut his currently useless eyes to help lessen the pain in his head.
- [location: Gotham, Time/Date: 04:55PM, Feb.14]
"Hood? … Hood are you still with me? … Robin to the Red Hood! … TODD!"
"What oh sorry Damien… I got lost in thought! What's wrong?"
"Father has requested that I join him on roving patrol, with Tim and Stephanie undercover, Nightwing and Batgirl are going to be on stationed lookout with you… they'll be on comms."
Jason looked off in the distance a concerned look crossing his face as he scanned the crowd of people, spotting Spoiler and Red Robin in civvies, making their way through the crowd of couples, holding hands.
"Hey, … I know this is more Grayson's thing, but Kendra will be fine," Damien interrupted jason's thoughts,"it's a five minute statement and then her concert piece and then she'll be up here with you! Don't worry about her Todd, she's got this!"
He smiled as Damien swung off into the distance, "Thanks little bird." He whispered.
- [location: Unknown, Time/Date: N/A]
The cloth was ripped off of his face in a very unceremonious manner revealing little more light than what had been under the cloth. There were several people in the room, the only way he could tell was that voices echoed from the far corners. The room was made of stone and had a cave like feel to it, only the stones were meticulously placed, although with the little light coming from torches around the room it was hard to tell. One thing he could see in the dim light was a pair of chains on the wall that seemed to be getting closer the more he looked at them. Damn how hard was I hit?… Before he could finish his thought his arms were cut free and gashed pretty deeply then jerked upward so hard that he forgot the pain in his forearms and head. He could hear the chains lock into place rather than feel them closing on his wrists. Whoever it was had just chained him up was obviously overwhelmingly strong… to have lifted him, 160 pounds of packed muscle in the air like he was nothing, well lets just say even Batman would have trouble with whomever this guy was especially since he was smart enough to cut Jason's arms to deter any hope of Jason counter attacking.
"Who are you?" Jason mumbled, he suddenly found that his mouth was very dry and tasted like dry blood. The creature looked at him, his… its eyes reflecting like those of a cat's. "I'm your worst nightmare…" it said with a growl, but then the worst part came, the creature started laughing maniacally and as it came closer Jason could just barely make out a gas mask and pasty white skin beneath. Then it raised a rusty metal bar above its head and with one last chuckle, it brought it crushing down on his head.
"Poor little birdy…. Got your feathers clipped did you? And to think, I never got to have that sort of fun!"
The maniacal voice was almost too much, "Where are you, pasty faced Sonofa bitc-"
"Ah,ah,ah, language; didn't batsy teach you any manners?… kids these days..."
"Where Are You?"
"Weeelll, where are you? Got yourself into this mess didn't you? You can't blame me…. after all… I'm just in your head! The things you dream up boy… why, they'ed be enough to give the Bat's jeevies..." AH HAHAHAHAhahaha
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