Dick awoke to a running start, packing most of his belongings as her ran by them. His dream was to frightening, to real. He needed to get out of there and head somewhere else, somewhere far away from himself. He picked up his cell phone and started to dial Bruce's number when he got a call from a private number. He quickly answered it, hoping it was the Titans, calling him home.
"Hello?" Dick said with hope in his eyes.
"Robin, so good to hear from you apprentice, tell me, are you scared?" The stranger rasped.
"What do you want!"
"I'm coming for you my boy, remember that, see you soon." And the line went dead. He quickly dialed Bruce, hoping for an answer.
"Dick, what do you want u traitor!" Bruce rasped.
"I need to talk to you, deathstroke is after me and i need help!"
"Why should I care? You are a so called 'master thief' so why don't you protect your self!"
"This isn't Bruce, is it?"
"Afraid not, Sorry robin, cant have Bruce in our conversation now can we. Ow and robin, be ready to leave, for good.."
~an~
i know it probably sucks, but i am grounded at the moment so i cant do alot on my laptop...~