Chapter eight
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING
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PREVIOUSLY:
"I'm going to blow the ship up," Mangrove answered, lunging at Dick and catching the boy off guard. He easily pinned Dick to the ground at attached the leash to the dog collar. "I'll wait until Batman and his wonderful Robin's are on board first."
"No!" Dick shouted, though he was yanked upwards by one easy, hard tug on the leash by Mangrove.
"No?" Mangrove repeated, grinning. "That's good. I'm very pleased to see that you haven't lost your fight after all. Now, come along. It's time we prepared to leave."
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"I suppose I should apologize for drugging you last night," Mangrove mused as he strapped Dick down into the seat next to the pilot's seat in the helicopter.
"But not for when you forced muscle relaxants into me a minute ago?" Dick growled, glaring up at Mangrove as the man tied the leash to a hook on his own seat.
"You wouldn't come willingly," the man said, shrugging as he crawled over Dick to get into his own seat.
Dick opened his mouth to respond, though froze as confusion settled in his mind.
"What do you mean, you drugged me last night?"
"I sleeped a sedative into your water after the shower," Mangrove answered, shrugging. "You were so out of it and so...miserable. I wanted to give you a sleep without dreams. Of course, when you woke screaming, I figured you had a dream."
Dick swallowed thickly and avoided Mangrove's gaze, though the man's firm grip on Dick's thigh reminded the acrobat that he was still there.
"If you're waiting for me to open up and spill, you're wasting your breath," Dick mumbled.
Mangrove sighed and pulled his hand away from Dick. The helicopter was the dropped into silence until Mangrove reached over and yanked hard on the leash.
Dick cried out as he was pulled forcefully towards the man, his lips crashing hard into Mangrove's.
"My, my," Mangrove crooned in a husky voice. "You make me quite horney, Richard Grayson."
Dick's eyes went wide at the words and their implication. Mangrove laughed at his expression, shoving him back in his seat and turning his attention forward.
"You should try and take a nap," the man advised. "We're going to be on the move for awhile."
"Do you really think I'll sleep with you anywhere near me?" Dick sneered though he felt his eyes falling closed against his will.
"No, I don't," Mangrove answered honestly. "However, I slipped a sleeping aid into your drink as well as muscles relaxers. So you'll be taking a nap whether you want to or not."
Dick didn't have time to react because he had lost consciousness soon after Mangrove had informed him of the sleeping aid.
Chuckling to himself, Mangrove put the helicopter on autopilot. Quickly grabbing a nearby rag, he shoved it into Dick's mouth before placing a long strip of duct tape over the boy's mouth. Smiling, Mangrove turned his attention forward once more.
Timeskip
PREVIOUSLY:
"Master Bruce," Alfred said as soon as the three of them entered the batcave. "There's a call waiting for you at the batcomputer."
Bruce nodded, making his way over to the computer and taking his seat, starting the recorder as he hit accept.
As soon as he saw the caller, his muscles locked.
"Mangrove."
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PRESENT TIME
"Hello, Batman," Mangrove said calmly, smiling at the man. "Or should I call you Bruce Wayne? I feel as if that's a little more personal. What do you think, Bruce?"
Batman sneered at the man but took his cowl down anyway. "Where is my son, Mangrove?"
The man chuckled lightly, glancing towards one side before looking back to Bruce and holding up one end of a bright pink leash.
"He's here," Mangrove answered, smiling. "He's unable to speak at the moment, but-"
"Let me see him, Mangrove," Bruce growled.
Mangrove smirked before giving a very violent, painful tug on the leash. Dick's body was yanked into the man's side and Bruce felt his blood boil.
His son was pale and held a mixture of anger, fear, and defeat in his bright blue eyes. There was a strip of tape covering his mouth and from what Bruce could see, his son wore nothing but a bright pink collar that attached to the leash in Mangrove's hand.
"Do you want to say 'hi' to daddy?" Mangrove sneered, holding Dick's chin in a vice like grip and forcing the boy to look at him. "I don't think you've earned the right."
Dick narrowed his eyes and even though Bruce was glad his son still seemed to be fighting back, the fact that Dick didn't even try to pull away from Mangrove sent a chill of fear down the spine of the last Wayne.
"You've seen him," Mangrove said calmly, shoving Dick out of sight. "I hope that suffices?"
"Let him go, Mangrove," Bruce said firmly. Mangrove sighed and there was a brief glimmer of regret in his eyes before his expression hardened.
"Why should I?" the man demanded, raising an eyebrow. "I've just blown up a ship filled with a handful of new slaves. I am not letting this one go. And...I've grown attached to him as he has given me a challenge I haven't had in far too long."
"Challenge?" Bruce repeated, an uneasy feeling settling in his stomach.
"Yes," Mangrove answered, smiling. "He's fought me longer than most but I can see it in his eyes. He's losing that fight. Soon enough, he'll give into me out of sheer desperation or exhaustion. Either way, Wayne, I. Win."
With that, the transmission ended.(1)
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Sorry this was short. It was more or less a kind of filler chapter. Does that make any sense?
(1): I'm not sure if transmission was the word I wanted. Sorry if it's not.
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