The Familiar Darkness: Part vi
By: Corbin
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it, I just have to be content to borrow them for now.
**Notes: I hope you all have been having as much fun with this story as I have! Sorry for the delay in updating, my computer and I have been having difficulties. Oh well, on with the madness!
Doc flicked the hypo and squirted out the tiny air bubbles that had come to the surface of the liquid. Just as Doc was about to inject the serum the boy lurched forward and struggled violently with his restraints. Robin felt Steven's steady hands on his shoulders firmly forcing him to lie back.
"No!" Robin screamed still fighting the orderly. "Don't! You don't have to do this!"
Doc glanced in the boy's direction, obviously ready to administer the drug despite the boy's protests. "Actually we have gone too far to stop now. You must receive the final dose and complete the cycle." Robin had no clue what 'cycle' the doctor was speaking of, but it didn't stop him from continuing to struggle with the orderly.
As soon as the final dose of the serum was given to him he screamed in raw agony as the drug rolled quickly through his veins. With their task completed the doctor stepped out of the room and the orderly stepped away to stand next to Daniel.
Every breath, every heartbeat forced fresh waves of agony throughout his body. He had screamed until there was no voice left. Robin could not call out for the mercy that would never come even if he had wanted it. Now he lay on the table in silent misery. The image of Batman had gone and he found himself almost missing it.
"Where are you?" Robin whispered in a shaky voice. He watched quietly as the image reappeared in front of him.
"Missed me, eh?"
"Maybe it's like you said. You know . . . about misery." Robin shut his eyes and swallowed painfully. "Why did you leave?"
"Well, you didn't give me much of a choice there. You were too centered on feeling your pain instead of trying to let it go. I can't be around when you're so tense. You gotta try and relax a little or you're gonna have a meltdown."
Robin smiled at the image's words, the thought that he'd already had a meltdown came to him and he tried to ignore it. "You mean so I won't die?"
"I don't believe that the good doctor would let you off so easily, but it seems logical to me."
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Even at the speed he was traveling the Batmobile still had a ways to go before it reached the asylum and then there was still the matter of actually finding the boy. Hang on were the only words the Batman could think of.
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"So, other then talking to me, there's nothing you can actually do to help me, right?"
The image of Batman shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "You know I'd let you go if I could."
"I guess the whole not really being there makes it kinda rough."
The image's attention was drawn away from Robin toward the sealed door of the infirmary. "Hey do you hear that?" The image was quiet for a moment, straining to hear something in the distance, "it sounds like him."
Robin listened hard, but all he could hear was the pounding from his own heart and the violent wailing from down the corridor. He hoped the imaginary Batman was right.
. . . TBC. . .