It happened.

Nightwing couldn't process what was happening, all he knew was that it happened. Then again, in situations like these no one can truly process what was happening.

His body slightly swung from where his hands were chained above his head, his bare toes barely touching the ground.

Nightwing shivered. He knew his gloves, belt, and boots were gone, but it seemed so was his shirt.

Lifting his head up, Nightwing noticed someone chained to the floor on his right. Looking closer, he realized that it was Jason, the Red Hood.

'What happened?' Dick thought desperately.

Movement alerted him of someone walking towards him from his left. Trying to focus on staying awake and become a little more self-aware, Dick didn't notice the hand until he felt it.

"I'm sorry..." A familiar voice sounded. The soft hand that held his cheek faded, as he heard her light footsteps leave the warehouse.

Nightwing's head fell, as it started feeling too heavy to keep up anymore. His hearing picked up a distant thud, but it was fading in and out.

He felt someone stand in front of him. A cutting of ropes released his hands from their hold above his head, and without the pull of the ropes, his body collapsed onto the floor.

He shivered again, before he felt something being draped over his body.

"Dick...got you...promise." He could distantly hear Barbara's voice as she held his shivering body.

'How did it turn out like this?' Nightwing wondered.

Don't know how good this is, but I NEED this idea OUT of my head.

Anywho, I hope you enjoyed!

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: March 24, 2016.