We tied Quinlan to a chair. She was already pretty badly beat up from Harley. Deadshot poured water on her. She gasped as she woke up.
"Danny... Oh, God, Danny I'm so sorry." Quinlan said, once she realized where she was.
"Sorry isn't going to bring her back." I said coldly.
"Neither is torturing me!" She cried out. She was right, but a part of me really did just want to torture her to death. I punched her hard in the face. I felt her nose break beneath my fist. I punched her a few more times. I grabbed a bat and broke both of her knees and both of her elbows.
I'm not going to describe everything we did. It is too gruesome and I am not proud of the things we did. When we were finished, there was not much left of her. Quinlan Kay, if that was her real name, was completely unrecognizable at that point. Harley and Deadshot left soon after, saying that they were sorry about Helena and that she was a good friend, but it didn't matter much. Nothing was going to bring her back. Torturing Quinlan to death had only made me feel worse. Helena would not have wanted me to do that, I know that for a fact. Despite her being somewhat of a villain, she was a better person than me.
Eventually, Batman came into the warehouse me and the body were in.
"Danny." He said blankly. I knew that he wasn't happy with this, but he didn't seem mad either.
"Hey Bruce..." I muttered.
"Danny, just this once, I will overlook this." He said, sitting next to me. "We can say it was just Harley Quinn and Deadshot. I will let you be a hero still and we don't have to talk about this instance any more."
I looked at him. I was covered in blood and sweat, and I was crying.
"Bruce..." I muttered, "That's not something a hero would do."
He looked down and nodded.
"I need you to take me away." I told him, "I am a murderer. I have killed three people now and I don't think I will ever stop. I need to be locked up."
"Daniel, you... You're my son." He said after a long pause. His voice was shaky, like he was getting emotional, "I can't lock you up. You're my son."
I could see that we were both crying now. I stood up, and pulled Bruce to his feet.
"You need to." I told him, "The Batman can't let this one get away."
*****
The court found Daniel Wilson guilty of first degree murder. They also found him legally insane and sentenced him to immediate care in a mental institution. Thanks to some convincing by Bruce Wayne, he was transferred to Arkham Asylum in Gotham. This way, Bruce could visit his adopted son if he chose. Daniel Wilson, however, was not exposed as the Dayhound. Of course, all of the Titans knew that he was, but they weren't going to speak up. He was their friend. They had loved him. Although he never told any of them, he had loved them too.
**Author's note***
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed the 4th installment of the Dayhound Saga.
I need to go on hiatus for a year or two in about two weeks, but I will try desperately to cram out one more entry to the Saga before then. It may not be the ending, but it also might, I haven't decided yet.
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