Crimson Chains

[Chapter 09] |Disassembled|

Song: The Greatest

Artist: Sia ft. Kendrick Lamar

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Recap:

"Remember my dear Robin. Everyone is born through some sort of tragedy, some having a far bigger magnitude than others. But to earn something, you need power. And Absolute power corrupts absolutely." Joker said but his voice wavered and was getting quieter. I felt my head go fuzzy, everything was getting harder to grip onto. "And my dear bird boy, we are going to corrupt your, we absolutely will."

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[Robin]
|Location: Basement of Arkham Asylum|
|Time: 9:30 p.m.|
|October 4th, 2016|

Raw.

Minimal.

Bare minimum of a person. Begging for the scraps of humanity that they were taunting me with. The same routine everyday. The same repeated words, the same was they pushed me into the chair. My will was breaking, slowly crumbling away like my sanity. I could barely tell if anything was actually happening.

They all sat in the exact same seat, all in a circle or crescent moon around the chair that was slowly peeling at my mind. I couldn't remember what happened before I came here. Anytime I do, they take me back to the chair. Every time I come out of it, my body is jerking and I feel like I'm drowning.

I couldn't feel anything. I felt like I was drowning, but it wasn't terrifying, it was calming. It felt like a release from what I've been doomed to. I don't know what I'm holding onto to keep living this left, but I had some sort of expectation to always retaliate.

I rested my head to the side as I was recovering, the corner of my eye twitching as I saw the large morgue style doors swing open. And there he stood. The nightmare with a crimson smile.

"Everyone!" I heard a loud yelp from my as I closed my eyes. A large pulse of pain went through my head as I started breathing heavily. "Leave us!! Except for Mr.Devin. " The yell was louder, the pain increased as I listened to every individual footstep leave the room. I heard his shoes slowly walk down the steps, the slow drips of sweat rolled down my face, no matter that it was cold, it was so hot. I opened my eyes and saw him holding a newspaper.

"Breaking News: The Young Justice and The Justice League have it a dilemma with the death of the Dark knight." he read out and looked at him. I felt a piece inside of me shatter. Dark Knight...? Bruce...? "Hear that bird boy, your mentor met his tragic end whilst fighting a group of extraterrestrial terrorists." Joker said and I felt another part of me wanting to believe him.

"He can't be.." I said in a rough and scratchy voice. "He isn't dead.." I protested as Joker walked forward and crouched in front of me. He looked me in the eye, I saw the deadly storms of greens.

"Get it in your head. He. Is. Dead. Massacred. Slaughtered. His time here is expired. He is gone!" he yelled and I felt my hope shattered. I felt my thread get tugged away, leaving rug burns on my hands and wrist from where it was. "The Batman is no more." Joker said and stood up. He pushed my shoulder and I was back, body conformed to the chair.

No resistance. What else am I fighting for? The images flashed in my head of me being alone in the darkness. Looking up and seeing a man in black walking away as the blood pooled around me.

"That's it huh? He was your tether to reality? I went through all this trouble, just to see you finally break after hearing that dear old batsy is gone?" Joker sighed as the restraints went on over my arms and legs. "You really were a fun person to break. I mean, dear old red and hoodie were fun, but not as riveting as getting to be with you. Your mind was fun to put in a blender. Jumbling around your realities." Joker sighed and Mr. Devin held the mouth piece.

"Let's test Project Hatter shall we?" Joker asked as I opened my mouth and the doctor put in the mouthpiece. I bit down as I placed my head back and I heard the rotation of the machine behind me.

I felt it conform to my face and go over one of my eyes and I felt the electricity start erasing everything. I yelled into the mouthpiece as I saw Joker walking around me like I was his prey.

"Congelator." More pain as he spoke the first forsaken word. "Benign." he added. My fists clenched as I want to tell him to stop. I knew he wouldn't.

"Brut." I bit down on the mouthpiece more as he continued talking. "Unu." he continued, I closed my eyes and tried to resist to scream in pain.

"Amurg." Panting and sweating. "Nulă." I yelled into the mouthpiece as the pain in my head increased.

"Dor." Adding to the pain, the clouds started sweeping into my mind. "Recurenți." The clouds started shielding my emotions as I waited for the last word.

"Depozit." he said and I felt everything stop. I unclenched my fists, opened my eyes, my muscles tensed as he turned off the machine. I sat up straight as Mr. Devin took out my mouthpiece. Joker sat in the small swivel chair in front of me as my brain was empty.

"Bună dimineața,prihor." he said as a sly smile came onto his face. I met his eyes as he nodded.

"Gata pentru a se conforma, domnule." I said and he clapped and rose to his feet. So happy. Why?

"Goodie Goodie! It worked Mr. Devin!" Joker happily skipped around and stopped at the top step. "Come now Birdie. We have a lot of havoc to raise." Joker smiled as he ushered me to follow. I got to my feet as I followed. I walked up the steps and just walked out the morgue doors.

"Time to show the world what chaos is."

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Romainian | Google Translate -__- (probs wrong)

Congelator | Freezer
Benign | Benign
Brut | Raw
Unu | One
Amurg | Dusk / Twilight
Nulă | Zero
Dor |  Longing
Recurenți | Homecoming / Returning
Depozit | Warehouse
Bună dimineața, prihor | Good Morning, Robin.
Gata pentru a se conforma, domnule | Ready to comply, sir.