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R POV


"Uhhhh." I groaned as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw that I was still in my dreaded cell. The fight I had with Batman, I assume yesterday, was a little foggy. But I remember one thing.


I lost.


And it was a rookie mistake.


A ROOKIE MISTAKE!


I jumped up and punched the wall, leaving a fist sized dent. I screamed out of rage and punched the wall again. And again and again and again. Before I knew it, the wall had streaks of blood running down it and had more holes then before.


"I CAN'T *punch* STAY HERE!" I screamed as I punched the wall once more. I punched the wall a few more times, each growing weaker then the punch before. I laid my forehead against the wall, and lightly hit the wall again. My face a mess of anger and sadness. I let my arms hang limply by my sides and closed my eyes.


"I can't stay here. I gotta get back to Ra's. Maybe Slade won't be so mad at me if I just come back."


"So you for with the League of Assassins." Someone said from behind me. I whipped around, fists raised. Behind me stood the person who I fought yesterday and lost too. Batguy.


An angered scream escaped my lips. I spun around sending a hard punch to the wall once again. I did it again! I failed! Uhhh I'm such a freaking failure! Ra's will he so disappointed and who knows what Slade will do! I punched the wall again. That one hurt, and I'm pretty sure I heard a crack. Great, just great!


"I WILL KILL YOU! YOUR TEAM! AND THOSE SUPER-POWERED BRATS!" I punched the wall again. Letting all my jumbled up emotions out on the wall.


Big, Black, and Ugly put his hand on my shoulder. I turned back to him and punched him in the gut. Through my rage I was fighting clumsily, and I knew it. I just needed something to punch though, I could careless who or what it was.


To my surprised, Batsy didn't stop me. He let me throw as many punches as I wanted until I was panting and out of breathe. The pain in my hand was bad, but I've had worse.


"Let me see your hand." Mr. Bat said. Ok, that was a surprised. I didn't move my hand to him.


"You hurt it when you punched the wall, can I see if you messed it up?" He said again. I scowled up at him.


"It's fine." I said through gritted teeth. Batdude grabbed my hand, feeling all over it with his thumbs. I winced when he touched the spot that was damaged. He noticed.


"Come on." He commanded yet again. I didn't move, I just snatched my hand from his grasp and glared. He looked surprised by my action, even a little uncomfortable under my gaze.


Apparently this guy is full of surprises, because he lifted me up over his shoulder. He also put a decent amount of weight down on my torso making it hard for me escape. Curse my small size!


I started kicking and punching him, screaming at him to put me down. He started walking out of my cell and went to what looked like a medical ward. To say the least, we got some odd stares from the heroes who sat near the area. Didn't make me stop squirming though.


After the Bat walked into the room, he locked the door.


"Stop squirming so I can put you down." I stopped squirming. He set me down on the bed and I laid perfectly still, trying to plan what to do.


"You can either let me fix your hand and then peacefully go back to your room. Or I can sedate you and fix it while your unconscious." He said. Was he trying help me? Why would he help me I'm his captive? Dumb heroes and their confusing-ness.


"Fine." I said through clenched teeth once again. He came over to me with a few gauzes and medical tape. I laid still while he wrapped my injured hand.


"Do you need anything?" He asked in his usual monotone voice. I glared at him. "Ok then." 


He started walked towards the door. "Are you going to walk back to your room or do I have to carry you again?"


I growled as I got off the bed and walked to him. He opened the door and together we walked back to my cell.


When we walked through the door he closed it while he was still inside. I looked back at him confused. He walked right up to me, I expected a hit to the face so I readied myself.


What I didn't expect was a collar to be put around my neck. It was thin, light, and 95% transparent. it almost looked like a chocker necklace.


"Wow a shock collar, it's a party now!" I said sarcastically. He smirked. Will he shock me if I punch him right now? I tested my luck and swung. And to my prior question, yes. Yes, he would shock me.


"If you make an attempts on anyone's life, you will be shocked. If you purposely try to injure anyone, you will be shocked." He stated. I rolled my eyes. "You will be given warning shocks, if you attempt anything. If you try to escape you will be shocked. If you do anything drastic we will shock you until you are unconscious."


"That all Darky the Bat?" He nodded and walked out the door, closing, and I assume, locking it behind him.


I sighed angrily as I fell onto the mattress that lay on the floor in a corner of the room. I log rolled off it into the middle of the room, spread out like a starfish.


This room is so bland. All there is - is the mattress. Aside from the dents I made in the wall, the walls are bare. There's a door that leads to a bathroom. But that's it.


I stare up at the ceiling and close my eyes.


"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 . ."



Normal POV


Batman walked out of the assassin's room and went to to the living room. Some Justice Leaguers and Young Justice members sat there. Some talking, some cooking, some watching the big TV.


"What was that all about, Batman?" Wally asked when the Dark Knight stepped into the room.


"He hurt his hand, so I fixed it." The Bat said nonchalantly.


"He didn't seem like he wanted his hand fixed." Flash added, getting a few chuckles from the others.


"I did find out who he was working for." Batman said, using his ancient Bat techniques to keep a smirk of his face. Everyone turned towards him awaiting the info.


"The League of Assassins. He works for Ra's al Ghul."

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