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Note 1-The italics is Shadow communicating telepathically.
Note 2- The bold italics is Dick's/Robin's memories.
Warning-If you hate scientists after this chapter, it is NOT my fault.
Chapter 12
_Two Years Since His Parents' Deaths_
All the experiments, the children, were dead.
Their powers had consumed them, the process lasting two weeks.
Two weeks of having your insides ripped apart and smeared acrossed your inner skin.
Their powers had become unstable and thus, consumed them, unable to identify who was foe and who was ally. It turned your body against you, the pain unbearable. You would beg for death but the scientists would just stare at you.
THEY DIDN'T CARE.
Why should they?
To them, those children were just experiments.
Dick clenched his teeth. This was why he hated scientists now. They were so . . . EVIL. They didn't care. All they cared about was taking down the Justice League. Why? Who knows. But did it matter?
No.
What mattered was that they were stopped.
But Dick had tried that before, having managed to call 911 before the scientists could shock him. He had been so happy, thinking that he would FINALLY get out of there. But that had been an empty hope.
The scientists had put on a show for the police, showing them their experiments that were about making plants able to bear more fruit. The police bought it and left, forgetting all about that day. But Dick never forgot. He couldn't when he had the scars to prove it. The scientists had been very angry about what he had done and punished him for it. He would NEVER forget the mind-splitting pain he had gone through, the drugs they had injected to make him unable to move or scream.
Dick broke away from those thoughts. No need to relive old memories. At least, not now.
Dick glanced around the dungeon he was in, it being his new sleeping quarters. Dick scoffed. Like they would let him sleep. They enjoyed torturing him too much.
WHY ARE YOU IN HERE?
Dick didn't jump in surprise. The scientists had told him about the panther and how it might end up tearing him to pieces. Not that they would let it happen. They just wanted him to suffer even more. Dick sighed. Maybe the panther would just put him out of his misery . . .
. . . Oh. You're the same as me . . .
Dick chuckled. "No, I'm not. I'd have to be a panther which I'm not."
Dick heard the panther chuckle in his mind. I guess you're right, human.
Dick snorted. "Duh!"
. . . You're not like those other humans.
Dick's laughter stopped. "No, I'm not."
. . . That's good. I don't think I would be able to restrain myself from clawing your throat out if you were.
Dick barked a laugh. "So you're not going to kill me?"
No.
"How disappointing . . ." Dick murmured.
What is your name, human?
"Dick Grayson. You?"
I do not have a name. I wasn't given one.
"Then how about I give you one?"
Really?
Dick nodded. "Yep."
Don't choose some common name. Choose something that fits me.
Dick thought for a moment. "Since I can't see you in this darkness, that means you must be a black panther so . . . How about Shadow?"
. . . I like it.
Dick smiled softly. "Okay then. That's your name now."
Shadow purred and got up to curl around Dick. Dick was surprised to feel fur around him.
"What are you-" he started to asked but was cut off by Shadow.
I want to sleep here. Got a problem with that, human?
Dick shook his head. "Nope."
Shadow snorted. Then go to sleep.
A/N- How was that? I hope you review! Sorry about it being kind of short!