A/N: This is kinda a gory chapter, so if you don't like that, then don't read.

Disclaimer: If I owned Young Justice, then there would be more Traught scenes. :)

MOUNT JUSTICE

May 23, 06:09

Thirteen hours. Wally and Robin had been missing for thirteen hours. Artemis couldn't take it any longer. These were teammates, her best friends, her family, and they were most likely being tortured mercilessly. She felt like a piece of crap.

Artemis managed to hide her inner agony from her friends. Wally and Robin were being tortured, why should she feel that way? It would only make things more complicated.

"Artemis," she heard Conner ask, grunt more like. He had been in a sour mood ever since Wally and Robin were captured. He didn't truly understand what was happening, but he knew his friends were in danger.

Artemis glanced up at her teammate, realising she hadn't been paying attention. Batman paused, noticing this slight disagreement, but continued to speak.

"You are all being sent on a mission to save your teammates, Kid Flash and Robin. We've found a lead that the Joker is hiding them in a warehouse in Star City. Your job is to find them."

Artemis's eyebrows furrowed. Wouldn't Batman want to find his own protégé himself? It must kill him to know someone so close to him is in such danger.

"If you find anything, I repeat-" He sent them each a stone cold glare. "-anything, report it me. Understand?" They all nodded.

With that, Batman disappeared into the shadows. The team turned to M'gann.

"Bioship? Are you sure you guys trust me? I took them out of the link after all..." M'gann mumbled.

"Enough with the self-pity crap, M'gann, let's go," Artemis huffed. They couldn't waste anymore time.

UNOCCUPIED WAREHOUSE

May 23, 06:18

Robin opened his eyes to a world of pain.

His body felt as though a truck had fallen on him. Twice. His wrist was definitely broken, based on the fact that when he moved his hand if felt like something had just burned him. His kneecap was shattered. He remembered that happening when the Joker decided to use a crowbar on him to get him to shut up. Why couldn't he ever shut up? His left eye was swollen - was that possible? It sure felt like it. His cheek had a long gash across it that had obviously been inflicted by a knife. Bruises and cuts ran up and down Robin's body. Basically, Robin wasn't doing so well physically.

Mentally, Robin was dying.

He was trying to stay defiant and strong, but he was also becoming delirious. Any sudden movement made him have a seizure for fear of being hit. Fear kicked in whenever he was tortured (or "experimented" on) by Scarecrow, causing him to hide in corners, scratch at himself, and hiss. Robin even hissed, like a cat. His new hero name should be Kitten.

For some odd reason, Robin couldn't stop worrying about Wally. The last time he'd seen the older boy had been when Wally was intoxicated by the brainwashing gas - a gas that made the people one loved seem like vicious, horrendous people. He'd gone insane, cowering in fear whenever Robin tried to comfort him. Robin made sure to ask him what he was seeing when they got out of here.

If they got out of here.

No, Robin grimaced, pushing that thought away. They were. The team would save them, and everything would go back to normal. Right?

"S-stop!" Wally screeched. Robin's head snapped towards the large, brown door where Wally was. Where he would be next.

Robin groaned, trying to get himself out of this miserable life. He continued to groan, enjoying the satisfying feeling he was getting out of making such a loud noise.

The door swung open, and immediately Robin knew his mistake. Wally was thrown out like a rag doll, and Scarecrow soon followed. He grabbed Robin by his hair, lifting him up.

"Why so noisy, Boy Blunder?!" he growled in Robin's ear. Robin flinched. His usually fast reflexes were starting to disparate, along with his confidence.

"I guess our appointment has to start a bit early."

STAR CITY

May 23, 06:45

They were almost there. Almost at the warehouse where the Joker had supposedly hidden Wally and Robin. Artemis couldn't hide her emotions this time. She was sniffing and wiping away her tears in happiness the closer they got.

We're coming, she thought silently to herself. We're coming to save you.

UNOCCUPIED WAREHOUSE

May 23, 06:47

"Wally, mommy got a present for you!" Harley grinned. Wally tensed. These presents of hers usually meant something bad.

She showed him a stolen diamond bracelet with the name Wally carved into it. He shuddered at the thought of her going through all that trouble for him when she was torturing him as well.

"What do you say?" Harley giggled. Wally gave her a disgusted look. Harley frowned, and pulled something from behind the door. Oh no...

The whip. She sliced the air with it for emphasis, causing a fearful Wally to back away. She smirked, knowing he was under her control.

"What do you say?" she asked once again.

Wally swallowed his pride, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Thank you." Harley smiled, and hugged him. Wally flinched.

She dug her fingernails in his back, and dragged them down, creating five bloody scars. Wally screamed at the excruciating pain. His voice was becoming hoarse from constant yelling.

"Good boy, Wall-" she stopped mid-sentence and fainted. Wally gasped, noticing the green arrow sticking out from her back.

Wally, almost on instinct pulled out the arrow, and hugged Harley, trying to force the life back into her. "No, no, no..."

Harley couldn't die. She and Joker were the only ones who cared about him. Who else would he have?

"Wally!" he heard Artemis yelp. Artemis! he thought eagerly, then remembered what she'd done to him.

"Worthless, ignorant brat. No wonder only the Joker wanted you."

No, no, Artemis was his best friend. His teammate. She wouldn't do that to him.

Wally didn't know what to believe anymore. He sighed, and found himself falling towards the ground.

UNOCCUPIED WAREHOUSE
May 23, 06:48

Robin, the great almighty Boy Wonder, partner to the invincible Batman, was crying. Actually crying. The Scarecrow had reduced him to that.

Robin was sick of the experiments. He hated them. Scarecrow wanted to test how long it would take for him to crack. He had his answer - thirteen hours and thirty-nine minutes. That would mean no more experiments.

Scarecrow stared at Robin for an unusually long period of time. It made him feel uncomfortable. He squirmed underneath his glare.

"You're not broken. Not even close."

The lever was pulled. Sparks flew in the air, and a tingling feeling spread through Robin's body. Suddenly, it grew, and what originally tickled was now burning him and turning him inside out. He could smell his flesh burn and he arched his back, desperately trying to get away from the electricity.

Robin was sick of this. He let out a loud, pain-filled scream.

That scream saved him.

A/N: The next chapter will be the last one, probably. This chapter was hard to write. I'm not good with pain/torture scenes. I don't like to get too "into it" because that happens a lot with horror movies I write, and that's the reason I don't film 95% of them.
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