"RISE AND SHINE TEST SUBJECTS!" A booming voice penetrated the air, loud enough to ring the ears of those who heard it and awaken four test subjects in a cold, brightly lit lab.
"Gah! Who...the hell was that?" A second voice called out as his eyes opened instantly from the noise. Only to see nothing but pitch black Darkness. His arms and legs tightened in place as he attempted to move, staying tight despite his best attempts to shift about and get loose. Chilly air on his bare skin.
"Great! I've been tied up and I have to hear J-Red Hoods voice." The boyish tone and childish antagonism gave away the second individuals identity.
"Just hearing the boy wonders voice alone makes whatever torture about to be inflicted far worse" The third voice, Jason Todd, also known as the Red Hood, called back. The boy he replied too gritting teeth as the older man moved with what little freedom given to see if any of his knives for cutting loose remained. "Thorough bastards. Sans my mask the rest of my clothes have been changed."
"I hate you." Damien Wayne, the current Boy Wonder, proclaimed in a bratty tone as he turned his head in the direction opposite of the voice. Arms attempting to get out of restraints.
"Enough! Now is not the time to pick fights Robin" A fourth voice chastised him.
"N-nightwing." Damien knew that responsible trying to be the adult-in-the-room as soon as he heard it. Having been robin to him for a time when he was Batman during his fathers disappearance. Richard Grayson, also known as Dick and Nightwing. The first Robin.
"They snatched me all the way from Metropolis!" A fifth voice spoke up.
"Red Robin." Nightwing listened as he heard the third robin. "You remember where you were last?" Damian was clearly annoyed blowing raspberries at Tim, but the two ignored the noise.
"Yeah I was with Superboy and Impulse. The three of us were tracking down the blood of the Gods as Captain Marvel/Shazam asked us too, he was dealing with Black Adam at the time. After we got there...I-don't remember." Tim contemplated, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to recall an empty darkness.
"Hopefully your friends are okay Red." Nightwing consoled, wanting to reach out even if there weren't any way to do so with strapped down limbs.
"I was with Arsenal and Artemis. The three of us had tracked down a large supply of venom shipped to Gotham. Arsenal was knocked out and I reached for him. Then I got my head slammed into a wall." Jason spoke up, having reached the conclusion that it might be related.
Realizing it himself, Nightwing replied "Me and-"
"I was forced to take my babysitter Nightwing with me to Metropolis by fa-Batman." Robin interrupted, daggers from Dicks piercing eyes looking in his direction, even as the blindfolds beneath the mask kept him from seeing the youngest Robin. "I'm not allowed to hang out with my Superboy by myself apparently."
"Because you stole a car and took Superboy for a ride in it last time." Three voices chimed in unison.
"Whatever." Grumbled Damian. "Then there was a car crash on the wsy there. While me and Nightwing escaped the limo the truck that rammed into us had loads of kryptonite in the back. Then I got some weird nast spray in my face. Smelled awful!"
"So we all got taken out by targets that were related...." Nightwing and Tim thought.
"No doubt as one of the worlds greatest detectives sidekicks, you've all already figured out all three were connected yes?" The first voice, the one behind this, called out from a speaker in the room.
"Never heard you're voice before bastard! Arsenal and Artemis better be okay or I'll make your death painful!"
"I'd be more worried about yourself Mr. Red Hood." The voice was cheerful as he conversed. "We've got a special experiment my employer wants done on you while he combats Batman in Gotham~"
"It's Bane isn't it?" Tim, whose detective skills were around Bruces level, put together who typically uses Venom and would be brazen enough to think they could fight Batman and be able to keep him out of the way of the experiments. Strong as he is smart, Bane has always been a formidable foe for the Dark Knight.
".....Damn. He"s going to be mad I gave way who tested the new God-Venom on the Bats proteges." Disappointment peppered his words before "Oh well~ I'm still getting paid so it all works out!" *Click*
ZING. Whirrrrrrrrrr. ZIP. CLING. ClANG. BUZZZZZZ. The noises of machines at work filled the four Robins ears after the voice pressed something. The four instinctively began to try harder to release themselves from the bindings holding them down, but attempting to do so only seemed to tightened them even harder!
"Bastard! Tell us what you are going to do!" Damian screamed as he in desperately, dislocated his shoulder. "Hah!" He gritted teeth as his shoulder limped, but the bindings tightened further. "Dammit! Don't dislocate your limbs! These crappy straps actually get tighter!"
"Seriously!?" Jason was on the verge of doing it himself, quickly stopping himself.
"Nightwing do you have anything to get us out!?" Tim pleaded as he tried to get free.
"I...don't." Nightwing stayed calm as he prepared himself for whatever dangerous chemicals were soon to be pumped into them.
"Bane didn't let me learn your identities when he brought you four in, but, when this is done your faces will be fully visible. I can sell your identities for a nice profit~" As he finished, the four simultaneously felt something penetrate their spines.
"Fuck!"
"Helll!"
"S-stay s-stro-ong!"
"Urgh!"
The four bear through the pain of four needles filling them with glowing, sickly green substance that was pumped into their spines. Less than thirty seconds of pouring it in , the needles released themselves from their bone and skin to the sound of a *Whirrrrrr* and *DING*
"That wasn't so bad now was it?"
"Fuck you!" Damian and Jason cursed, disgusted that they've been dumped with who knows what kind of life threatening chemicals this God-Venom was. Richard and Tim stayed composed as they tried to think of a way out...
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