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The fight was over quicker than expected only 18 minutes, to RedHood's dismay and Robins delight but the relief that filled Nightwing was quickly washed away as Red Robin asked about the goons
"Wait how many should there be?"
"8. Why" Hood answered, his tone now laced with concern not humor
"we're missing-"
was hear over the comms but before RedRobin could warn the others the last goon shot up behind Nightwing and stabbed him with a syringe of the toxin
"Shit."
Before the others could think Nightwing had knocked the goon to the floor, kicking him in the head just as the last drop was pushed into the man's body
"Red Robin, check the count of vials, take them to the cave, Robin go with him, call flash incase shit goes sideways .Now. Hood, call the cops and do a hand over with officer on duty, I'm going to meet them at the cave."
The two younger vigilantes left as soon as they where told, knowing not to bicker with their brother in times like this but Red Hood stood where he was
"Wing you can't drive, what if something happens? I'll call it in, it'll be fine."
As much as Dick wanted to argue, to make sure the police got these guys he knew if something happened no matter the chance, he'd be fucked on his own and he'd never hear the end of it. plus Jason sounded worried, actually worried.
"fine. call it"
As the two left the warehouse Dick turned to Jason and quickly said
"Wait here i need to hide my bike ill be back" and before Jason could with his brother he was gone around the corner,
walking through the tall winding docks Dick let his mind wonder, 'will anything actually going to happen to him'
he'd been through fear toxin spikes before and there was barely an effect, he knew how to deal with most of the effects, he'd had hallucinations before often worse than the ones given to him by the drug, he'd been through worse than what the drug put him through so reliving most of it had no longer effected him and when it did he knew how act like it didn't.
As he got to his bike Dick saw a version of someone he'd long ago begged to be forgotten...He saw Jason small and hurt but still Jason.
"Jay i told you to wait at the warehouse, I'm fine" the statement fell flat on his tongue as the shipping containers that lined the docks began to raise up and swirl together right in front of him.
"Dickie? what's happening are you ok?!" the small boy whined
"dont...dont worry-" he tried to reassure as dick felt his head crash onto the cement floors of the dock