Chapter 5! Been a little while since I last posted, I was busy, but here you go! Hope you like it!
'Jason. Jason' The name kept floating around in his head. Why? His fast paced thoughts stopped when he jumped back, hitting against, something.
A giant red face with soulless black sockets for eyes kept moving forward in the black abyss. It had a stream of dark red pouring from the empty hole.
Blood.
Tim gasped as he jumped up. His eyes flew around the room, searching in the darkness for Jason. But his security blanket wasn't there.
He was alone again.
He panted as he moved against the wall, knees up, bound arms hanging over them, head hung between them.
"Try anything-" Scarecrow looked over to Red Robin "He pays for it" Crane finished unlocking the chain.
Red Hood growled quietly, glaring at both the Master of Fear and the smirking muscle man. The smirking muscle man who was standing far too close to Tim. Probably prepared to break the kid's back at any moment. He had a bit of a thing for breaking backs...
Jason inwardly sighed in relief as Bane stepped away from Tim and over to him, instead. He was forced up and pushed, stumbling as his legs failed to remember how to walk. He heard Crane laugh softly and sighed in frustration.
He woke his legs back up quickly. Tim must've been pretty heavy to make them go numb in the first place. Unless it was just the position they had been in. It was probably both.
Bane kept a hand on him, steering him through the long halls. He lost track of how far they had gone by the time they stopped. The room was plain grey concrete, perfectly smoothed with no holes in sight.
"What exactly are you planning on using me for?" Jason questioned.
"To test some things" Scarecrow answered.
Bane pushed the vigilante forward and Jason grunted as he hit the ground.
"What. Things?" He demanded.
Scarecrow merely smiled, turning away with his strongman puppet in tow. Jason glared after them, watching intently as they closed and locked the door. What the hell were they planning to do to him from another room? And... Oh god, what was happening to Tim?
Were they leaving to deal with him? Were they going to kill him? Or test some other concoctions?
Jason was beginning to panic over the million possibilities. He calmed his breathing back down and hung his head. Tim would be fine. He was strong and smart. Besides, the walk back to him would take ages, Scarecrow and Bane couldn't get to him too quickly.
But if they were going to him, Jason wouldn't be able to stop them. They knew the way back, and he didn't.
He was going to have to get out. But until then, Tim had to handle himself. If he died, Jason would break.
'What the hell is that?' Jason wondered as a strange smell filled his nostrils.
He couldn't find the source of it anywhere in the room. He started coughing and doubled over, his skin itching and his vision being corrupted by tears. Had Scarecrow made some kind of invisible tear gas? Or something worse?
He struggled to breathe, suffocating and coughing turning out to be the complete opposite of fun. Even as he choked, he couldn't help wondering what was happening to Tim. And what about all the others? Bruce and Dick and Barbara and god there was a lot of people in this business. What was Bruce thinking when he took them all in? Some loner.
Had any of them even noticed that they were short of two members? Did any of them even care? Surely they would, Tim seemed to be a very likeable person. Especially once you got past the 'trying to kill him' phase.
Jason gasped suddenly, his coughing fit almost over, the itching starting to dissipate at an incredibly slow rate that was killing him. His weakened body dropping to the floor. He steadied his breath, eyes once again looking around the room, attempting to find the gas that had gotten to him.
His fading eyes eventually settling on a vent, in the ceiling. He sighed and felt like laughing at his own idiocy 'No one ever looks up. Bruce's words coming back to bite me' He let out a breathless chuckle before gasping again.
His vision completely failed him, his irises rapidly moving around, but he could see nothing. It made him panic, not being able to see. Not having any upperhand in a place he didn't know. He closed his useless eyes and caught his breathing again.
'Calm down. Calm down. Calm down' He drilled the words in his head, trying to listen to them.
What was happening to him? He had almost had a panic attack, three, four?, times now! He was never that out of it. It must've been the gas, whatever the hell kind of gas that it was.
'I need to get out of here. Well obviously, You thick or something?' Jason sighed 'How to get out, then' He looked around, trying to ignore the sudden stab-like pain in his side 'What the hell is Crane messing with these days? Okay, so the door is the only way out, it's probably locked and my hands are behind my back. This'll be a piece of cake'
The cold started seeping through Tim's suit, making him shiver. It had been, roughly two hours since he had woken up. And Jason still wasn't back.
Would he ever come back? Was he still alive? Was he in pain? Tim hated not knowing things, especially how his boyfriend and family were doing. Mostly just his boyfriend, considering he was also in the clutches of one psychotic villain and another who was too strong for anyone's good.
Tim looked around, hoping to see some way out. There were two vents, but he could never hope to fit through them, and the door would have to be locked. Maybe there was something on the ground he could use to pick the lock.
But of course, the ground only held the occasional shard of glass or loose pebbles, that had cut into his hand. He leant back against the wall, hands shaking, the rest of his body not doing much better. He closed his bright cobalt eyes and sighed.
He could feel sleep threatening to take over, and tried to fight it. He didn't know if the toxin was still in his system, but he couldn't take the risk. He didn't want to go through those feelings again. It always felt like eternity.
An eternity of pain, fear and loneliness, with no memories and only dark space around him.
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