Okay so the last one was about the team and how they were going to find Joker and the others. This one is going to be about Dick and what he's up to while they are interrogating Harley! Like I said, the stories will all be connected in one way or another. I think I'm putting two connections in each story. Just look for them.

I own young justice and ponies and rainbows. NOT!

Luate

Gotham City

Abandon toy factory

The next time Dick awoke was a few hours later. He didn't feel as bad, but maybe that was just because his mind was groggy. He wanted to sleep, but was trying to stay away from it. He needed to figure out the situation. But he was just so tired and in pain. He didn't think it could get any worse, until footsteps came down the stairs.

(Dick's P.O.V)

I cringed as the footsteps came closer and closer still. I was scared I admit it. I was Dick Grayson right now; I was allowed to be scared! But it's not just that. I was in the hands of three of mine and Bat's worse enemies! Not that they knew that. But I still did. And I didn't like it. I was scared at what would happen. Joker had killed before, many times. Why would this time be any different? I just wish Bruce was here. I didn't want to die. I wanted to be back home with him and Alfred. Ugh! Alfred! He must be worried sick! Not only was I kidnapped but now Bruce was risking his life trying to find those bombs that were just a hoax.

I couldn't contact him, because I didn't have my belt, to tell him that they were fakes. I had heard Joker, Ivy, and Two Face talking about them. What if there was a trap waiting for Bruce? What if Joker had actually put bombs and he was just bluffing? Bruce could be dead right now! And it would be thanks to that idiot clown prince of crime!

My thoughts were cut off as the person reached the bottom of the stairs. I had my back to the stairs, and didn't want anything to do with whoever was there. So I quickly closed my eyes, and faked being asleep. The villains were too stupid to notice anyway. My body was still partly asleep anyway. It wouldn't be that hard to act like I was asleep. I just hopped that whoever it was would just see me asleep and take no interest in me. Footsteps came closer and closer, I wanted to run away from the heavy footsteps. I wanted to get my utility belt back. At least then I wouldn't feel so helpless!

The footsteps headed to the left side of me. I could hear someone unzipping a bag and grabbing something from it. Metal clanked against metal as whoever it was grabbed his or hers pleasured item. I then heard the footsteps walk in front of me. Whoever it was he or she was now standing over me. Seeing if I was awake or not. That's when something came down hard on my knee, breaking into my skin and withdrawing blood. I screamed in pain, it had surprised me so much that I couldn't hold it back.

My eyes shot opened as I looked at the figure that hovered over me. "Good, rich boy is awake!"

(Normal P.O.V)

Joker stood over Dick, a huge smile on his face. He was holding a now bloody crowbar over his shoulder. He seemed to enjoy the pain that Dick was in. "Good, rich boy is awake!" He said, his smile growing wider. "What do you say we play a game? I mean we do have a little less then seven hours till you die so."

Dick's eyes widened. 'Seven hours? How long had I been out cold?" He thought to himself as he looked up at Joker.

"You know, you remind me of a bird I know. Except he's not a fan of my games, maybe you will be!" Joker said, the smile never leaving his face.

The color drained from Dick's face, Joker was talking about his alter ego Robin. When he was Robin he tended to be less… frightened. He could defend himself as Robin. But as Dick Grayson; not so much. Joker raised the crowbar once more. "This is mine and my little bird's favorite game! It involves this here crowbar… and a whole lot of smashing!"

Joker brought the crowbar down on Dick's other knee. A smashing noise was heard, followed by Dick's scream. Joker smiled even larger –if it was possible, "You sing wonderfully, I can't get bird boy to sing. He's too much like the Bat. Just," a hit to the leg, "So," a hit to the stomach, "SERIOUS!" Joker hit Dick once more, this time in the arm. Dick tried not to scream. Hoping if he didn't that Joker would go away.

Joker just kept hitting him, until finally he stopped. "Don't worry rich boy," he said as he put his crowbar away. "I will only kill you if we don't get our money. And trust me we will, or you'll die! I've heard of you," Joker said, not looking away from his bag as he zipped it up. "You've been kidnapped over twenty times sense you came to live with Brucie. Each time you were saved by the Bat. Well, I can promise you, that the Bat will not be coming this time. The villains have finally won, and that's how it's going to stay."

YJYJYJ

Joker walked up the stairs from the lower room that Dick was in. The factory was two stories high; the upper section was offices and planning rooms, while the bottom story was the actual factory where they made all the toys. Dick was trapped in a meeting room that they had put on the bottom floor.

Joker walked through the door, looking at the two other villains. He threw his bag onto the floor in the corner of the resting room, before turning towards the other villains. His smile grew wider as he noticed the two weren't doing anything. They were just sitting on the couch looking bored. He quickly ran in front of the TV and turned it off.

"Hey! What's the big idea?" Two Face asked.

"Were going to play a game!" Joker said happily. "I just got done with the boy so now we can play a game!"

"It better not be stupid." Ivy said, pushing her fiery red hair away from her face.

"Oh trust me, it isn't!"

YJYJYJ

"Got any twos?" Two Face asked, still looking bored. Joker had somehow gotten them to play go fish. This seemed pretty low, even for the Joker.

Joker smiled, looking through his cards. "Nope, go fish!"

Two Face grumbled and reached for the pile of cards in the middle of the coffee table. He just about grabbed one that is until something hit him in the face. He fell to the ground, holding his cheek. "What the heck?" He looked back up at Joker, who was holding a fish, with a red smile painted on it.

Ivy was laughing her head off, Joker as well was laughing.

"Why the heck did you hit me with a fish?" Two Face demanded.

"This is go fish my friend." Joker said as he laughed. "What's go fish without actual fish?"

"Um, normal?" Two face said.

"Oh come on lighten up Coin Boy, this is how I and Harley play all the time. Wonder where she is right now? Probably in Arkham or something, I don't keep track of these things. Oh well, let's keep playing!"

YJYJYJ

Dick was lying on the floor; he had been discarded there after Joker had beaten him. His hands were tied behind his back and his eyes were closed. He lay there motionless. His right arm and legs were bleeding; he also had a black eye and bruises on his arms. He was in too much pain to move. Not that he hadn't had been through worse.

He just hopped that his friends or more likely Batman would get there soon. But still Joker's words rang through his head.

"Well, I can promise you, that the Bat will not be coming this time. The villains have finally won, and that's how it's going to stay."

"…That the Bat will not be coming…"

"…Not be coming…"

Bruce wasn't coming for him this time. He was alone.

Me: Sorry Two Face, I know I keep beating you up in my story.

Two Face: What's wrong with you?

Me: A lot, but I'm pretty sure you already knew that, right TF?

Two Face: Don't call me TF you b-

Robin: LANGUAGE!

Me: Thank you Robin, maybe you could get Bats to stop next.

Batman: I'll stop when you stop torturing my son you bi-

Me and Robin: LANGUAGE!

Robin: Review!