"Please..." I begged as I stared at my helpless team. "Don't make me do this..."

"You brought this upon yourself, Dick." Slade said calmly. "Plus," he whispered "you cant help it. Its in your blood to kill people."

"N-no... no its not.." I tried to fight back. "I d-don't kill people. I c-cant."

punch.

"Shoot them. Or I'll shoot all of you."

I put the gun down. "Then shoot me first."

~~~~~~~~~~

I shot up sweating. It was just a dream. He's not here and you're not going to turn on your new team. Heck, you didn't even start training yet! I heard foot steps by my door and I pretended to be asleep. I knew I wasn't going back to sleep but I really don't feel like talking to anyone right now.

Apparently my acting skills aren't good enough for the Dark Knight because he caught on to my fakeness.. Is that even a word?

"I know you're awake Dick. I heard you wake up." Batman said.

Note to self: wake up quietly from nightmares if you don't feel like talking.

"Dick are you alright?" he asked concern laced in his words.

"Yeah just a nightmare. I'm fine. I'll just go back to sleep." I lied with my eyes still closed. Even though I can talk to the team no problem doesn't mean I can talk to Batman as easily.. He's.. scary..

I could feel him starring at me before he walked away. "Ok.. I'm down the hall if you need me." he said sounding uneasy.

Once I was sure he was gone I looked at the clock 2:36am. "Ugh, if only I wasn't hooked up to all these machines I'd take a walk or something." I said out loud to myself.

"I can help you with that." a voice said.

I practically jumped out of my skin. I quickly looked around to see Wally standing by the door. He chuckled lightly. "Dude you jumped like 3 feet!!" he whisper-yelled.

"Sorry.. force of habit.." I replied thinking about my times at Auschwitz.

Flashback

It was 4am at Auschwitz. It was a cold January morning and it had just snowed the night before. There was at least a foot of snow on the ground. Because of the lack of support in the roof some snow leaked into my "room." I woke up shivering. "Ugh I don't mind the cold but I hate the snow. Why does there have to be snow!?" I said to myself.

"I can help you with that." a voice said.

I quickly spun around to see Tony playing around with a silver ball. I had no idea what it was until he dropped it and ran out. Within seconds I was trapped in my burning room.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Wally's voice. "Dude you ok?"

"Yeah just thinking." I replied looking at some of the burn scars on my arms. They were faded but I knew they were there. "Sorry if I woke you up KF."

"Nah you didn't. This is my snack time." he reassured. "How come you're up anyway?"

"I couldn't sleep." I lied. I feel bad about lying but I really don't like talking about my nightmares. Especially since I hardly know these people.

"Well do you want to get a snack with me?" Wally asked. Guess he believed me.

"What about all these?" I questioned referring to all the tubes and wires connecting me to different equipment.

"I'll take care of that." he replied and then with his super speed disconnected all the wires. "Now lets go! I'm starving!"

I followed Wally to the kitchen. Wow this place is huge! Once we got there Wally and I sat in the kitchen. He was stuffing his face and I was thinking about my nightmare. "Plus you cant help it. Its in your blood to kill people." I knew it wasn't true. I never killed anyone. I couldn't ever bring myself to do so.. but then why did it bother me so much? Like it was true.. Like Slade was trying to say that I was meant to kill people..

"Do you want anything to eat?" Wally asked.

"No thanks. I'm not hungry." That wasn't a lie. I hardly ate at Auschwitz. My body got used to eating once or twice every three weeks.

"When was the last time you ate? You've been here for about two days and I don't think you've eaten anything." he said very concerned.

"I'm not sure.." I knew it was about 19 days now.

"Well if you don't know its obviously been too long." he lectured. "I think you should eat something."

"Fine." I gave in. I knew I wouldn't heal any faster if I keep starving myself. And I have much to do.

Wally handed me an apple. I looked at it interestingly. I haven't had human food in.. way too long.

"Are you gonna eat it or just stare at it?" Wally once again snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry not used to human food." I said bluntly. I didn't really like talking about Auschwitz.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Oh boy..

"At Auschwitz we were fed old dog food." I made it short and took a bite of the apple. I didn't want to start crying like I always do when I think about it too much. Which I hated because it made me feel weak.

"Oh." Wally replied looking at me sympathetically.

I hate pity. "Oh it wasn't so bad. Better then dirt." Which I would sometimes eat when I was starved, but he doesn't need to know that.

Wally just nodded. "Hey wanna play some video games?"

Video games.. huh I don't remember those..

Wally must've caught on because he stared at me with a look of disbelief. "You've never played video games?"

I shook my head.

"Boy aren't we in for a night." and he pulled me to the living room.

Yay! Another chapter! Bare with me throughout this story as I try to figure out my writing style and become a better author. And incase you skipped over my authors note (I really don't blame you) a HUGE THANK YOU FOR 1.6k READS!! I NEVER IMAGINED THIS MANY PEOPLE TO LIKE MY STORY SO THANK YOU GUYS!!!! I hope you all enjoy this story and continue to help me as much as you have! (because we all know I need a lot of help!) You guys are the best!!

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