Chapter 6: Forgotten blood
He was just coming for a visit. After getting a call from Wally, he hadn't expected it be about Robin having a panic attack. Although Roy did know that Dick would be on edge today. Out of everyone on the Young Justice team, though he wasn't actually on it, he was the only one who knew Robin's past, and who he was. Wally knew that Robin was Dick Grayson, but not about his past or any of that stuff.
Nope Roy was the only one.
Not that he would brag or anything. It wasn't really something to brag about. Yeah he knew who the Boy Wonder was, but he also knew the terrifying past behind him as well. That was not something to brag about. It wasn't really something that anyone liked talking about.
But still he knew it was going to be his job to go make sure his little brother was ok. He walked up to the manner and knocked on the door. Alfred answered shortly after; he looked down at Roy and stepped aside; Bruce and Alfred had been expecting that Roy would show up.
"He is in his room, Master Harper."
"Thanks Alfred," Roy called as he walked up the stair. It didn't take him long to find Dick's door, he'd been here a few times. He went up to it and went to knock, but stopped immediately when he heard something terrifying. He heard a muffled scream and something break. He creaked the door open a little, only to see Dick getting his hands tied up with wire, and his blood staining into the carpet.
Roy's eyes widened as he noticed who was holding Dick. A man in a suit, with a toothpick in his mouth, and with two different color eyes; was dragging a struggling Dick towards the window. "Zucco," Roy whispered.
He was about to run in there but thought better of it. Who knows if Zucco had a gun, or a knife, or some other deadly weapon he could use to kill Dick. Roy backed away from the door he ran out of the manner before Bruce or Alfred could figure out why. He began grabbing his Red Arrow gear and took out his communicator and began contacting the mountain.
Dick knew one day he would return to this place. Only he was planning on going to the live circus, to see his old family. Maybe go with Bruce, definitely not with the team. He couldn't let them know about his past.
He wasn't planning to come, his hands behind his back, wire cutting into his wrists, and a gag over his mouth. He walked slowly up to the circus tent. He was in his black long sleeve T shirt, the sleeves rolled up above his elbows. He also had his sunglasses he was wearing covering his blue eyes; that seemed to be looking everywhere at once. He walked past the abandon fair grounds.
He let out a hiss as Zucco tightened the wire on his wrists. He could feel his blood in the palm of his hand. He sent a glair at Zucco, his sunglasses halfway down his face, showing some of his radiant blue eyes.
"How does it feel, Richard?" Zucco said with a smirk.
Dick sent him a glair, not sure what he was talking about. That and he couldn't answer because of the gag.
"How does it feel? You know? To be back where it all began, and where it all will end?"
Dick just stared at the man, his blue eyes showed anger. Zucco had a firm hold on Dick's wrists as he walked Dick into the big top. Dick looked around; it looked the same, except one thing. Dick fell to his knees, his glasses falling off of his face.
In the middle of the ring, where his parents had died, was blood.
Wally was still sort of, how should he put it? Shell shocked, about what had happened hours prior. He had seen the panicked look on Dick's face, and how he seemed to completely panic, not sure what to do. He wasn't sure why Dick was pushing him and his friends away; but maybe it had something to do with that note? No, it couldn't be that, he was pushing them away before that. Then what was it?
As if on cue his phone began ringing. Wally picked it up and looked at the number.
"Hey Roy, you see Rob?"
"Yeah," Roy sounded out of breath, and panicked.
"Dude are you ok?"
"I'm fine, Dick isn't."
"Well, what's wrong with him?"
"I saw him get taken from his own room."
"Like I saw someone coming into his room, tie him up, and drag him out the window!"
"Oh crud," Wally's eyes widened, he looked over to his team mates who were staring at him. "What do we do?"
"Get your team, and meet me in Gotham; were going after the creep that took him!"
"Got it Roy, meet you there." Wally turned to his team; they were all staring at him curiously. "Guy's Rob's been taken!"
Everyone's eyes widened. The room filled with questions that no one could understand.
"Is he ok-?
"Where is he-?
"When did this happen-?
"Why didn't you tell-?
Wally looked at everyone, "Shut up!" Everyone shut their mouths, "Okay, we don't know if he's ok, where he is, and it just happened in front of Red Arrow. I didn't tell you because it just happened." With everyone's questions answered he continued. "Get all your gear; we're meeting Roy in Gotham. We're going to find Robin."
Zucco finished tying him to the trapeze poll. His arms were still behind his back in wire, and the gag was off. But now rope was cutting into the bare part of his arms. Making his arms bleed a little. Dick's eyes were fixed on the blood that was in the middle of the tent. The smell of the crimson liquid was unbearable. It made the small boy want to hurl. But he couldn't do anything but just stare.
Zucco looked at the boy and laughed. "Like my little display for you?"
Dick didn't answer; anyone could see the fear, sadness, and regret in his eyes. Zucco walked in front of him. He back handed the boy, knocking his head to the side. Dick spit out some blood, some of it was coming out of the side of his mouth. He looked up to his captor, who was smiling.
"I asked you a question, boy," Dick stayed silent, earning another back hand. "Giving me the silent treatment? Maybe this will get you to say something, or scream either works for me." Tony pulled out a knife, stabbing it deep into Dick's shoulder. He closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth, trying not to scream, as Tony started twisting the knife. Dick let out a breathless scream. Blood dripped down his shoulder. He pulled the knife out of Dick, making the boy scream again.
"Looks like I did get a scream out of you bird boy." Zucco pated Dick on the cheek; before starting climbing down the latter, leaving a panting Dick to himself. Dick looked at the blood on his shoulder, then to the blood on the ground. All the blood, the screams, every memory of that day was coming back to him. After a few more minutes, Dick passed out.