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Tim and Dick were woken from their restless sleep by the sound of heavy footsteps stomping up the stairs. Both of them had regained a little bit of strength after resting, so they slowly sat up. Neither of them could stand yet, but sitting beat laying. They heard the click of the lock, and watched as the door was opened. Bane walked in, and didn't even bother closing the door behind him. He knew that they were too weak to try anything, and if they did it would be very easy to take them down. He had a whip hooked to his belt which made Dick's eyes go wide. Bane had already made him watch Tim get beaten to the core, and now he was going to make Tim get whipped too? This couldn't be happening.

The massive criminal hovered over Tim with an evil grin. "Why don't we start with little bird," he said.

"Stay away from him, Bane," Dick said.

He said it like a command, which amused Bane. Especially because there was nothing that Dick could do about it. The large villain unraveled the leather whip, and stepped back a few feet. Tim prepped himself, knowing what was coming. He had never been whipped before, but knew that it was one of the most painful methods. Not to mention that he was about to be whipped by someone with superstrength.

Bane raised the whip, and slammed it down onto Tim's side, sending the young hero back to the ground. His face had met the floor quite a few times in the past twenty four hours. He tried to push himself back up, but was slammed back down by a hard lash on the back. His body continued to ache and burn more and more as Bane kept beating him with the whip. An unholy pain would fill his body every time the whip hit his broken ribs. Nothing in his entire life had ever hurt that bad before. He lost his breath multiple times, and tried to regain it through shallow, raspy breaths.

When Bane finished, he moved on to Dick, leaving Tim a bloody heap on the ground. The young hero tried to protest, and push himself up as Bane started whipping Dick, but he couldn't. He still hadn't caught his breath, and his body felt paralyzed. He watched as the monster of a man beat his older brother. It was so painful to watch, but he couldn't look away.

Dick's whole body burned by the time Bane finished. He was covered in lacerations, and felt like somebody had set him on fire. But what was even more painful was looking across the room at a limp, bloody Tim. That poor kid didn't deserve this. Dick had so much guilt pile up on him. He was suppose to protect Tim, and he had failed.

Bane walked back over to Tim, and, without hesitation, started beating him with the whip again. Tim just laid there as Bane began beating him with the whip. He didn't have much strength left, so fighting would be a waste of energy. So he took the beating without making a sound. His body was now in a state of being so overwhelmed with the burning, stinging, and throbbing pain that he almost didn't even feel it anymore.

Bane finished his second round with Tim, and headed back over to Dick, beginning to whip the young hero mercilessly again. Dick stared at the wall as he felt the whip cut through his skin and muscle repeatedly. He tried not to think about the pain, trying to make his mind go blank. Fighting was useless at this point. It wasn't that he had given up, but he was being realistic. Their chance of escaping Bane right now was a very low percent.

For the next hour or so, Bane went back and forth between the young heroes. He beat them with the whip, his fists, and anything else that he could find. Dick and Tim helpessly watched as Bane beat the other. It was more torturesome to watch eachother get beaten than it was to be beaten. Bane had picked up on this, and used it to his advantage, being extra careful to give the other a good view of the one that he was beating.

Finally, after a long day of hard beatings, Bane left. The two young heroes laid limply in the dark, covered in lacerations and bruises. Their bodies were in unimaginable pain, yet they were numb at the same time. But nothing hurt more than seeing eachother in the condition they were in.

Dick slowly reached out an arm, and tried to pull himself across the floor. Tim did the same, and they finally met in the middle of the room.

"I'm sorry, Rob," Dick said in a weak voice. Every word seemed to drain him of what little energy he had left.

"For what?" Tim asked in a slightly quieter voice. His ribs had been cracked even more after the beatings today.

"It's my job to protect you. To keep you away from situations like this, and I failed."

"This isn't your fault. This kind of stuff happens in our line of work. It's inevitable. We both knew that when we joined Batman."

"I'm going to get you out of here," Dick said after a short pause. "Bane isn't going to lay a hand on you anymore."

"I'm not leaving without you. Either both of us go, or both of us stay."

"Rob..."

"I'm not leaving without you."

Dick looked up at Tim, realizing that there would be no way of changing his mind. The only way to get Tim out was to escape with him. So Dick started coming up with a plan to escape, but after a few minutes his eyes started getting heavy, and his mind was wearing down. He looked back up at his little brother to see he youngster already asleep. Dick decided that resting would give them more strength to escape, so he let himself fall into the welcoming darkness of unconsciousness.

That night, Tim was caught in a restless sleep. Nightmares of everything that had happened in the past couple of days kept playing through his mind. He felt the weight of Bane's foot crushing him. The hardness of Bane's fists pounding him. He heard the sound of Dick flying across the room, and crashing against the walls. And saw the whip slicing through his skin. The young hero didn't know that so many nightmares could fit in just forty-eight hours. He thought that he knew what hell felt like, but nothing came close to this.

After a restless sleep, the two young heroes were woken by the dreaded, heavy footsteps. Dick tried to pull himself over so that he was infront of Tim as the door started to open. Bane walked in, and a big, evil grin spread across his face. The way that the little birds tried to protect eachother was just too amusing. Today was going to be a lot of fun.


So there's chapter four. Please please please keep reviewing! They are highly appreciated, and so helpful! Thanks everybody!