Chapter Text
Danny's pov
I watched while the door slowly slid open light flooding in- their trying to find reason to beat me again, like always. I listened for breathing or heartbeats when a loud alarm started blaring.
My chance. I sat up and bolted, I ran out the cuffs rattling. The muzzle getting warm with my breath. I ran for it. I don't know where I am in the facility but I hear crashes and shouts, gunfire.
I ran and saw a window- Freedom.
I ran at it and jumped with all my remaining strength and jumped. I think I left a small crater in the floors, putting my cuffed hands in front of my bruised face and jumping. Glass hitting my bare arms and nothing under me I peeked out and I was flying for a second. I grinned and gave a loud cheer behind the muzzle. I heard voices under me, but ignored it. I went about half a meter before I began to fall but I still went pretty far. It was dark out and pretty clear out. The moon outlined my silhouette.
I landed in a tree and went falling down with an 'a-e-i-o-u-and sometimes y' kinda fall. when I finished falling I was met with the ground and my face covered in dirt. I fell on my face from a huge pine tree and the muzzle broke. So it was in small pieces where my mouth was.
"Not the best idea, but it worked." I said to myself and and got up. I looked around and didn't recognize where I was. So I went the way I jumped and began to run as best I could but slipping like the klutz I am and went tumbling down a huge hill and getting more cuts and bruise. I used my arms to somewhat protect my face and felt my bare feet hit rocks and glaze trees.
Eventually I felt my back hit a tree and I screamed in pain. That hit the fresh lashes. I heard the crows and other birds fly away and cry in fear at the sudden movement.
"Gah!" I screamed and felt my body recoil on instinct. I sat there for a second and took a few shaky breaths. I tried and repeat tried to get up but fell back down on my chest.
"Dammit get up!" I said to myself and grabbed on to the tree. Once again I fell with a grunt. I laid there for a second till I felt the pain from the small cuts and large gashes all over my body. I hissed and sat up leaning against the tree I assessed what new wounds I had.
Most noticeable was the reopened gash on my calf with visible dirt and grime in it. Then the small cuts on my feet. I sighed and decided to let it try and heal itself. I looked at my arms, labeled with old slash scars and burns from shocks and ecto-ranium straps. I saw a few reopened cuts and scabs but nothing much on my right arm, but my left was covered in my greenish/red blood and dislocated. The wound from the ecto-ranium bullet had reopened. I put my right hand to my shoulder I held it while I hissed while I snapped it back into place. With a loud snap I could feel it somewhat again.
I decided to leave the bullet for now, but it was burning a bit.
"Son of a-" I was saying when I was interrupted by leaves crunching and voices.
"Where did he go?" A voice asked, I didn't recognize it as one of the agents. But another voice piped up.
"Wait I hear something- a heartbeat, but it's slow." A new voice said.
"Can you find it?" The first voice asked.
"I sense someone as well, their in pain." A female said this time. I heard the footsteps get closer and closer and I felt my shoulders tense and my nails dig into the dirt and my still
bloody shoulder.
"He's near by." The girl said again and I saw figures come through the trees and bushes.
"Oh my god." The girl said staring at me. She had burnt orange hair and green skin, a blue cape and dressed in black a red X over her chest. They ran over to me and I tried to back up but the tree stopped me.
"Calm down, we are only here to help." The first voice I heard said in a soft tone, the voice belonged to an average sized male, with black hair dressed in mostly black with a blue bird like thing on his chest. He pulled out two small utensils and held out his hands expecting something.
"W-who are you?" I stuttered completely terrified.
"I'm Nightwing, we're here to help you." He said smiling kindly. He lifted my right hand and began to pick at it with the two small tools. Eventually there was a click and it fell off my left blood covered wrist. I didn't move my right hand though.
"Megan call the Boi-ship." He said not looking back at the others. The girl, Megan nodded and flew off. Among them was another male with a back shirt, with a red S on it, cargo pants and combat boots black hair and blue days, he was just staring at me as if in disbelief and anger.
"W-why are y-you helping m-me?" I stuttered gulping a bit swallowing back the cries from my wounds.
"Why wouldn't we, you needed help right?" He answered with a statement and then a question. I stayed silent and let him pull out some spare cloth and wrapped it around my calf. He stared at my shoulder and tried to get me to move my hand but I wouldn't.
After a minute the two males eyes seemed to widen in recognition and their faces became more stern if that where possible. The male with the S on his chest walked over to me and bent down. I visible tensed but he gave a soft smile and I relaxed no more than half a decimal.
"FIND IT NOW!" A familiar voice that belonged to an agent screamed while multiple footsteps rang through the trees. The male was at my right side and moved so he could pick me up, trying not to hurt me as much as possible but I flinched with every move. The two curtly nodded at each other and took off running, I was bouncing in the male's arms like a ball but he tried not to when I hissed in pain over my shoulder.
I think I blacked out for a short while because I don't remember what happened because all I remember is opening up my eyes to the male I think is Nightwing, prying my hand from my shoulder.
"Where am I?" I asked groggily.
"The Boi-ship, don't worry you're safe here." He said calmly. "I need you to let go of your shoulder for me." He said kindly smiling. Something about that smile reminded me so much of the distant memory that I had almost forgotten. I let my grip loosen and he moved my hand to my side. I was just staring up at something blue while Nightwing did something with my shoulder.
"This is going to hurt a bit." He said putting a damp cloth to the wound. I hissed when it began to burn. He mumbled a 'sorry' and continued dabbing it on my shoulder down to my elbow. I continued to flinch and hiss till he stopped and wrapped it tightly then moved to my calf. He unwrapped it and stared shocked at the almost fully healed wound.
"How-" He asked himself.
"We're here." the female said the ship thing stopped moving and a hatch like thing opened. The male who picked me up earlier walked over and I flinched. He waited a second and picked me up. He jogged past some people I didn't see very well and to a medical area. I heard footsteps coming towards us while the male set me down on a bed. I was sitting up still holding my shoulder and probably looking like a terrified mad man. My free hand gripping the bed sheets like a life-line.
My eyes were darting from left to right, up and down. I watched every move that happened. After a minute or two Nightwing, a man in pretty much all black and the girl-Megan appeared all looking worried except for the one in all black.
"W-W-where am I-I?" I stuttered staring at all on them.
"You're safe, don't worry. We're here to help you."
"Why should I trust you, humans nonetheless?" I asked a bit of confidence but fueled by fear.
"Not asking you to trust us, where asking you to let us help you." The one in black got me there. I didn't respond for a second. He was moving around, grabbing something.
"Can I at least know your name." I asked my grip on the bed tightening a bit.
"Batman." He said monotoned. He walked over with what looked like medical supplies. I backed up a bit, scooting away.
"We're gonna give you something so you'll fall asleep, okay?" Nightwing asked holding a needle.
"No-I've gone this long without being sedated, compared to what they did this will be fairly easy putting my fear of anything resembling a lab aside." I said almost glaring at him.
He seems familiar- oddly familiar.
He seemed taken aback by my response, but sighed and probably against his better judgment, put the needle away. Batman moved to my right side and set the stuff down. He stared at my bloody shoulder, the blood on the bed sheets.
"What never seen a freaks blood before?" I asked sarcastically, it's a defense mechanism I picked up.
"I've seen a lot of things but not this, or how you are still alive." He monotoned again.
"The fact I am half dead and should have dug the bullet out when they threw me back in the cage." I said monotoned back and looked around. The girl and male who carried me in had left a while ago.
"What do you mean 'half dead'?" Nightwing asked unwrapping my calf.
"As is half ghost-that's why my blood is red and green, the green is ectoplasm." I said answering his question. Life can't get any worse so why not talk to someone who is at least making an effort to pretend to care.
"How did you become- half ghost?" He asked.
"My adoptive parent's lab." I answered.
"Who are your biological parents?" Batman asked doing something with my shoulder.
"Uh- their dead. They fell." I said not looking at any one of them. Nightwing's eyes widened and he stuttered.
"D-Did you have a brother?" He asked not looking up.
"Yeah-" I paused. "He was adopted by some rich dude, while I stayed in Juvi." I added- they both stopped what they were doing. I saw Nightwing's lip tremble. I felt pain shoot through my arm.
"Gah!" I shouted and pulled back. Batman was standing there with tweezers and the ecto-ranium infused steel bullet. "Could have warned me first." I hissed.
"What is your name?" Batman asked me.
"Why should I tell you? You didn't tell me your real names. Besides I can barely remember mine." I added, I am fairly calm because of the drug the agents gave me before I jumped out of the window. Nightwing walked over to the door and looked out. He turned and nodded and Batman. Batman removed his cowl and revealed a blank face.
"Bruce Wayne." He said and put his cowl back on. Than Nightwing removed his domino mask.
"Dick Grayson-Wayne." He said smiling a bit. I sighed and pulled at my hair. It was white.
"Just don't shoot first okay." I asked they nodded and I felt the almost unfamiliar cold tingly feeling run across my body and the ring split at my torso and travel across my arms. I waited for a second then opened my eyes to two sets of wide eyes. It took me a second to think of my name.
"Uh- oh that's right! Danny Grayson." I said not using the name change my adoptive parents gave me.
Then it hit me.
"DICK?!" I almost screamed. He let some tears fall and hugged me, ignoring the blood on my old ratty tank-top and old grey sweatpants.
"Danny..." He trembled his shoulders began to shake. Batman put a hand on Dick's shoulder.
"Dammit- now I have to buy you what,eight birthday presents?" I asked hugging him back. He laughed.
"I owe you too- Squirt." He retorted smirking when he said 'Squirt'. Pulling away and holding back tears.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I shouted. He laughed and hugged me again.
"I missed you." He said and relaxed, inhaling and exhaling, calming himself down- trying to stop crying. He hugged me again. I held back the hiss when my back hit the wall.
"I missed you Dickie." I said putting my hand on his head and patting it a bit.
"Stop that." He monotoned trying to be scary.
"Nah- you may be older but you act like a younger brother." I yawned out and he laughed.
"Sleep Danny, I'll be here when you wake up." he said readjusting me so I as lying on my back.
"Okay- bird brain." I mumbled out and let a long needed sleep come to me when I usually have to find it.
"Life got better today." Was my last thought before I completely passed out.
Yay! I edited this chapter finally. Hope you enjoyed.
~bye