I really don't want to take my anger on you guys but it's really hard trying to write when you're seriously fucking pissed at the world for not being goddamn fair. So I figure I try and write something sickly sweet…..

Disclaimer- Are you really fucking kidding me? Of course I don't own Young Justice but this is MY story.

The water softly hits the covered windows again and this time when the attention whore of a branch hits the window Dick tries but fails to hold back his flinch.

He really can't help it, the nightmares that come and only visit him at night, after when Bruce kisses him goodnight and cracks the door open just so Dick knows that the room wont suffocate him. The dark dreams have become way more and more aggressive and violent. He wishes he could blame it on horror movies but sadly he has no explanation. Slowly he looks up at the black digital clock on his elephant shelf. Dick just turns over the other side of his bed and listens to the soft ticking noises. Raindrops hit the window more softly and now it seems to lull him asleep.

He doesn't even notice as someone tries to crack open the window. Nor does he notice when the gas starts to form around his bedroom.

Tick,Tick,TickTick,Tick,Tick,Tick,Tick,Tick…..Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop,Drop

Dick slowly feels his tired body go to a deep numb, somewhere his mind is screaming at the weight of the heavy sleeping feeling on his tiny shoulders. Suddenly his body gives away into the deep dark cooling waters of sleep.

"Bruce! Please Help me!" Dick's throat has never felt as sore as now. He can't help to call out when he feels the strange unknown man come closer. The man wasn't so scary to look at it, it was only his damn blood red eyes. They had this look of such animalistic anger and something else to. Something Dick once saw in another man's face when he saw a pretty lady.

Lust.

He startled Dick by groping at Dick's small form. Dick tried to squirm away but was held tight by the man. He was so scared he could hear his quick heartbeat, how could it be able to beat so fast. Dick closed his eyes tight until the man growled.

"Look at me." He hissed out as he pinched his nails into Dick's shoulders. Dick immediately opened his eyes. Tears began to form around his eyes as he realized that this was different from most of his dreams. The man wasn't this vocal.

The man was smiling as he told Dick he loved him. And for a second Dick believed him. The way he caressed Dick's cheek and softly looked into his eyes.

That was until he brought out the gleaming knife.

Dick could only scream as the man shoved Dick backwards.

The man grabbed Dick roughly around his small waist. He brought out a grimy cloth and stuffed into Dick's mouth.

"What pretty lips you have." His voice sounded roughly like he hadn't talked ever. The man smiled as he kissed Dick's temple softly. Dick screamed out a name that sounded foreign with the gag in place. The man tutted out softly. He almost looks sympathetic. Until he smiled.

Dick had never seen such a horrible smile. His teeth were yellow, rotting, as maggots dropped through the holes in his smile. The holes in his teeth resembled the color off shit. Disgusting holes of shit.

Dick's eyes widen at what he saw next.

The man opened his mouth and screamed as he pinned down Dick onto the gurney he whole body weight crashing into Dick's.

The buildup tears poured down Dicks red cheeks as he felt two hands roughly spread him across the table. The man worked quickly, Dicks whole body was tied down. His hands tied on top of each other and his knees bended upward leaving is hips and thighs spread out. His hips curved downward as his body arched at the cold metal on his back.

The man's eyes widen as he eye-fucked Dick. Rosy cheeks, tears in the eyes, strapped down, with those beautiful hips jutted out.

All just for him.

Dick closed his eyes as he felt the man's nasty eyes on him; he waited for all of it to be over. He waited for Bruce.

Suddenly though he feels his shirt being ripped off. The tear is absolutely sickening. It's deep and sound as it hurts.

Dick doesn't need to open his eyes to see where the man is going next.

Cold hands touch Dick's now naked torso with such an animal ferocity that it scares Dick. He wants Bruce. He wants to go home, he knows he's crying but right now he can't help it.

And even though he feels the man choke back a growl. He hears a second noise. But he just shuts his eyes tighter because he know that this is only a dream and only not even really real monsters exist. Now he can only think of Bruce and Alfred. Bruce and Alfred. Bruce and Alfred.

Now Dick was only being unfair to the man above him.

Trying to distract himself from the real horror that was him. And not screaming like he was suppose to. Really that was just hurtful and plain mean.

The man was just about to grab he scalpel until he felt to rough hands grab at his collar and yank him back roughly. A soft growl made it way into his throat until he saw exactly who it was.

Dark and creepy would describe him any other day but right now these wouldn't be the exact words.

Anger, hurt, furious, insane,and absolutely so powerful looking would be the words that he would use to describe the Dark Knight as he saw two dark pits of red stare the man down. The man gasped quickly but is sounded more like a gurgled what with Batman punching the man shitless in the throat. Repeatedly he hit the man until the man was spilling blood from his mouth.

Dick still hadn't opened his eyes. To afraid to see what was happening with the noises he heard. To afraid to speak his mouth was closed as he waited for the noises to end.

Tears ran down his cheeks as he thought of a goodbye to Bruce and Alfred.

"I'm sorry Bruce, I'm sorry Alfred." He said out loud as he slowly opened his eyes awaiting certain painful death.

Batman hadn't stopped hitting the man until he heard a small voice.

"I'm sorry Bruce, I'm sorry Alfred." Batman stopped punching the man as he looked over at his small ebony boy.

Although he wished he hadn't.

Dick was looking straight at him. His eyes where blood shut, tears leaking through the soft blue eyes. His shirt was ripped into shreds, his wrist above his head bounded together, he could already see the bruises starting to form, and the worst part was his legs. They were perfectly spread out, small legs planted firmly on the gurney. His pants pulled slightly down only to see the top part of his beautiful jutted hips.

Bruce felt a wave a horror and nausea as he saw his little ebony angel in so much fear. Especially now that it was aiming at him. He walked calmly and slowly over to his little angel, making sure not to scare him. He whispered out a sigh of relief when he noticed nothing further was hurt from him

Dick almost flinched when he felt the latex glove on his wrist, but when he saw that the large bat guy meant him no harm he relaxed, slightly. Batman worked diligently as his hands opened the knots of the restraints.

Dick watched silently, his eyes never leaving Batman's. Batman tried to ignore the hard stare coming from the 9 year old boy.

He finally twisted open the last knot

Okay so that wasn't sweet but hopefully the next one will be. That is if people review…..

Anyhoo Im not sorry I wrote this. I was in a shitty mood so if you like it please review or I'm might take longer for me to review. And if you didn't well I really don't give a flying fuck.

This is the part where you review:DDDD(just in case you didn't know)