Author note: Sorry for the long wait ;-; I've been busy with personal stuff, and I might have procrastinated a teeny bit XD There is not as much dialogue in this chapter, it mostly clears stuff up... Well, here you go!
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|An Unknown Location|
|Now|

He awoke to a rough force on his chest, his eyes slowly fluttering open. Dick had no idea where the hell he was, or who he was for that matter- it was as if his mind had been completely swiped clean, and his body had gone numb. Only three words passed through his stagnant mind... 'Am I dead?'

Dick slowly started to regain feeling in his body and mind. As the numbness slipped away, the pain in his chest increased, like fuel being added to a blazing fire. All he could see was black, as if he was blind, or looking at a dark empty canvas- blank like his conscious. His mind gradually started to process random thoughts. The thoughts and the burning sensation had become too much, and he attempted to let out a scream. However, all that came out was a dry croak, and Dick felt a sharp prick in his neck. Then, fortunately, he slipped back into a peaceful rest.

Had it been seconds? Minutes? Hours, years, or decades? Who knew; Dick definitely didn't. His eyes instantly shot open, and he tried sitting up. He discovered he was restrained, and couldn't do so. The room he had been located in was fairly dim, except for a window blocked by iron bars, preventing his escape. Not that he could escape now; he felt that any sudden movement could kill him. Dick tried to look around and gather his surroundings but to no avail. It was as if his neck was paralyzed and he could only look straight ahead at the dimly lit window, the moon glistening in the night.

Each breath the boy took felt like he was being pricked from the inside. There was a soft ringing in his ears, blocking the sound of his shuddering breaths.

As if the memories in his mind had shifted, his thoughts came crashing down on him, happening all at once- like an earthquake in his brain. 'Where am I? Where's Bruce?'

'Cheshire...'

'Sportsmaster...'

'Escape...'

'The...the team...'

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|Mount Justice|
|Now|

The members were still shocked from Artemis' outburst, and shocked that she had broken into Robin's privacy. The teens were silently glad Robin was not here- except Wally. He was still struggling over the fact that his best pal was kidnapped by their teammate's dad and sister, and was most likely enduring brutal torture. And the speedster was correct, however only Robin would know this.

Embarrassed at herself, Artemis had gone home not a word spoken. The team had decided to pick up their investigation on Richard Grayson the next morning. Being Dick's best friend, Wally figured he should investigate on his own a little bit. The mission they went on earlier was a complete bust and ruined their only true lead.

        So, now Megan and Superboy were casually in the kitchen. Connor was trying to help her cook dinner, even though it was a very late dinner at that- around 3am EST. That didn't stop them.

        Wally was studying them. The two were enjoying themselves- when Connor would do something "silly" Megan would giggle and blush, and Connor would give her a confused glance. Then after a few seconds, he would laugh as well... As if nothing was wrong at all. This made the speedster scowl in disgust. Not that he was disgusted by his friends, but disgusted by the fact that they had no idea that their friend Robin was going through who-knows-what. He didn't know who to be angry at... Batman, for not letting Rob tell his identity? Artemis, because she invaded Robin's privacy, and was a witness of his kidnapping? Sportsmaster and Cheshire, because they kidnapped him in the first place? Out of all three, he was least angry at the villains at that moment (he was still infuriated with them as well).

        The rest of the team had gone home awhile ago, leaving the other three teens in the recreational room. Megan's laughing finally died down, after Connor had opened a cabinet and a bowl fell on his head.

"Wally, I don't... Um... Mean to be rude but-"
"I don't feel like going home." Wally instantly replied to Megan, who now stood awkwardly in the kitchen next to the clone.

Wally was sitting on the green sofa, tapping his foot silently as he watched the duo making a meal; and failing very badly.

"Maybe we should just have a midnight snack." The Martian suggested as if she had read Wally's mind. Megan giggled as she started putting appliances away, Connor helping (with the bowl still on his head).
Wally scoffed in response, and got up to leave the room. "Night guys, I think I'll stay at the cave tonight."
"Alright." Connor stated blankly, as him and his girlfriend shared worried glances.

Wally then left the room droopily, and ironically- he was walking slowly.

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|An Unknown Location|
|The Next Morning|

"Ughnn..."

He let out a weak groan as his eyes opened once again, this time with less trouble. Dick could see more now that his vision was clearer, and the window allowed bright sunshine to flow into every corner of the room.

Dick realized he was restrained to a cot, or some type of medical table.

'Medical table...'

'Right... I was impaled...'

As if on cue, his chest flared with unbearable pain. He instantly stiffened, nails digging into the skin of his palms. Dick quickly breathed in and out, trying to ignore the force that was building in his chest by the second.

"Calm down," ordered an unfamiliar voice.

Dick stopped hyperventilating, his breaths now slowing and weakening. His jaw tightened while trying to block out the feeling, and the ringing in his ears came back. He felt as if there were wind chimes in the distance, mocking him.

"Apologies, boy. My associate was ordered not to harm you, however it seems he had gone to unacceptable measures." The voice spoke again.

The voice spoke again, as if not respecting a reply.

"You will need time to heal, and time is what you will get. I suggest you use it wisely because you will be needing all the strength you can get for our operation, Robin."

'Great. They know my ID too... Swell.' Dick sarcastically thought, holding in a snort considering it would only cause him pain.

"Unfortunately the poison Sportsmaster exposed you too has made your wound harder to fix, so I'm sure you are in a lot of pain. I suggest you get used to it, boy. The Batman will not be here to save you this time."

'If he doesn't come, my friends will.'

"Think of it as the greater good- you're doing a favor for many people. It's... Science. Beneficial science, so your pain is not in vain."

'This isn't science... It's torture.'

"Sleep well."

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To be continued...
Where is Robin now? What are the mysterious person's plans? Where did Lawrence and Cheshire go? What will Wally and the team do, and will Artemis be able to forgive herself for her actions? Find out in the next chapter.

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