Dick awoke with a start as he looked around a dark room, he was tied down to a chair with metallic restraints. His head was foggy and he couldn't think straight.

"HEY!!! WHERE AM I?!?!"

A woman comes in and looks to him. "Hello Mr. Grayson. My name is Kathy Kane, head of Spyral, and para-military organization serving under the UN as a reconnaissance and black op taskforce."

He looks to her. "So?"

"You are no longer Dick Grayson, by the highest order, you are now Agent 37 of Spyral. The newest and one of the most dangerous agents we have... think you can handle it?" She asks

He sighs. "What's the point, I'm dead anyway."

"Excellent. Welcome, 37."