Chapter 2:
When Dick woke he was tied to a metal chair in a small room, made of bricks and devode of windows. His wrists were tied behind the chair, his arms tied to the chair, his lower limbs tied in the same way. "Great" he muttered to himself and tried to undo the ropes holding him down. They were tied really really well. He let out an annoyed sigh and gave up after about what he estimated to be 10 minutes. Then the door swung open with a loud creak and Dick looked up to see his captor. He was wearing a red scope on the right side of his face and had guns attached to his wrists, while he was swinging a metal pole around with a crazy glint in his left eye. Dick realized who it was immediately- Deadshot. 'But what does he want with me?' Dick wondered. His question was soon answered.
"Hello, Richard" Deadshot sneered.
"Hey, Floyd, how's it goin?" Dick shot back.
Deadshot's smile faded and he held the metal bat menacingly,
"Listen, Brat I need a little money to skip town" but Dick cut him of there,
"So you decided to kidnap me to get to Bruce's money, oh yeah real original Floyd" Dick said with a roll his eyes. Definitely a bad decision he thought as Deadshot whacked Dick's shoulder with the bat so hard he fell to the ground. He let out a pained grunt and stared up at the villain,
"You know Bruce doesn't pay ransoms right?"
"Oh, he'll want to pay this one, trust me" Deadshot said and started beating Dick with the bat mercilessly, while someone else started setting up a camera.