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To Break a Hero	By : Jeshuea Category: DC Verse Comics > Titans Views: 13862 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Long ago Roy had lost the feeling in his hands. Struggling so hard did not free him, but he managed to turn enough that he could see the small blood pond in the dirt behind him. His hair was plastered all over his face from dirt and grime that had managed to stick in it from being dragged through the underground caverns. Over his body were scratches and there were holes and rips all over his clothing making him look a little worse for wear. With bloodshot eyes he looked completely around the room but couldn’t find anything unusual, he couldn’t even see a door.

Then someone walked strait through the walls. It was the man from before that had knocked him out. The actions of a primitive animal came to Roy at that point as he bared his teeth and growled at the man.

“You’re the sick son of a bitch who hurt nightwing,” he stated.

Daniel grinned and nodded before rolling out a cloth on a tray near Roy’s chair. A syringe and a few different vials had been resting on the inside of the cloth and now they were all shown. One of the vials caught Roy off guard.

“I’ve researched you, Mr. Harper. Not many Superheroes with drug addictions out there. I always wondered why you stopped. It must have felt so good to be on them. So I’m going to help you feel good again,” the psychopath said as he filled one of the syringes.

Roy’s struggles increased as he felt the plastic tube tied around his arm above his elbow. The sharp pain of the needle made him panic. One of his wrists broke before the red head finally gave in and just took the shot after shot. It seemed it was a very diluted form of the drug. Which drug he wasn’t completely sure, he just had recognized portions of the names of them. Then when the drug’s effects began to take place, Roy knew exactly what he had been given.

“Yyyouuuu, fusssher,” the slurred speech he tried to control, but failed. “Herooon…”

“You’re favorite, Roy. There are a few other things in the syringe though. Bits of sedatives, some of the Scarecrow’s scare toxin. You’re going to have such a nice ‘trip’,” with that said Daniel left Roy there in the chair, helpless to the effects of the drug.

The effects began to wear off, and Roy could consciously talk without slurring, “here… here I thought I was done vomiting on myself…”

The doors to the room opened again. This time the man did not say anything but gave Roy another injection. Due to the left over feeling from the first, Roy began to feel more of the Scarecrow’s portion of the concoction. He began crying as he remembered how Oliver Queen had kicked him out of the house when he had learned he had been doing heroin. The man he looked up to, just abandoned him.

Over all those negative feelings, he began to feel like it would all be okay, that Oliver Queen was responsible for everything and he had nothing to do with it. How he had missed this feeling. An ex-junkie was a lot easier to get hooked back onto the drug, then a man with a clean slate. Suddenly nothing mattered, no this daughter, not Nightwing, and especially not Oliver fucking Queen.

A glass of water was placed against his lips and he drank it, swallowing the pill that had been placed there. The next thing the archer knew was that his clothes were slowly disappearing. He didn’t know how, but they were. Due to the heat of his body the man didn’t really mind. His hips gave a small thrust in the air, an erection present. Something hot and moist slipped around it, and the coloring of the object was a sea foam blue. The two hands of the rapist moved up and down the object, pleasuring Roy.

Closing his eyes tightly, Roy did something he would forever come to regret, “D-dick…” he moaned softly.

He ended up climaxing, spilling his semen all over the inside of the toy. With a soft whimper he felt his penis become free before a major headache began to form. All drugged up, he actually murmured a ‘thank you’ towards the man as he was sedated so heavily he fell unconscious.

The days continued on like that, Roy in a constant high, then forced to climax. Yet it increased in severity. Slowly his dose of Ecstasy increased and he was forced to climax over and over again. At one point the evil man decided to force him to cum just by using the prostate gland. For Roy that felt incredibly strange yet he couldn’t stop any of it. Any time he was fed, the food would come right back up onto himself, then the man would hose him down with cold water until there wasn’t a trace of vomit left before making Roy eat more.

Time passed so slowly and hazily that the man couldn’t even guess how long he had been in that hole. Cold metal touched his head, the round shape disheartened him to open his eyes. The rapist was going to kill him now. He never thought it would end like this. Even high out of his mind the man couldn’t stop thinking about Richard, and his daughter. The family he had for that short amount of time had been so incredibly perfect. When he considered all of that, the man surprisingly became calm and alright with dieing. His daughter would have Dick to take care of her, and they would both inherit everything he had.

They would both be fine…

Fine…

A part of the ceiling caved in and the gun was knocked to the ground. Roy screamed loudly as the blood rushed back to his wrists, causing immense pain. Strong arms wrapped around him and he held tightly to the black leather covering his rescuer’s body. His body trembled as he couldn’t release the man. He heard gunshots and felt a burning in his lower side. Everything went black after that.

When he finally opened his eyes he noticed they were still in the cave. His body powered by adrenaline. The man’s gun on the ground lay next to his head. A couple yards away Daniel was on top of Nightwing, blood pooling below the leather clad superhero. Dick’s lips had fallen open and he had even stopped gasping as the psychopath‘s hands gripped tighter around the hero‘s neck. Only one thing lasted in Roy’s mind, the thought of never letting anyone hurt Richard again. He picked up the gun and stumbled towards the strangler. Neither of the men on the ground seemed to notice him. He held the gun just a foot from the man’s head, and fired.

“D-dick…” he fell to his knees and pushed the dead body off of his friend. Then he placed a hand on Dick’s face and tried to get the other to talk to him.

All over the man’s body ached and he was sweating bullets, the cold of the underground didn’t really help him. Everything began going dark.

“Roy! Dick!” Superman shouted as he began going through all of the small box like rooms the other man had created underground.

Clark managed to finally find a small explosive pattern that lead from room to room. Some of them had caved in due to the explosions though and each room was coated in lead based paint. So all he could do was punch through the walls as carefully as possible. Superboy was also there to help and had gone a separate way.

“Clark…” Roy whispered as he heard the voice. He needed to find it, to do something to help the man find them. Fighting against the darkness he shouted as loud as he could, “CLARK! Clark! God, clarr… Dick, I love you…” he whispered against the boy’s ear as he cried. He felt so cold.

Soon enough dirt fell on Roy and Dick. Both of the men laid on the ground helpless. Clark found it very hard to look at the two. He’d been the one to find Dick, Robin, and now Roy. Quickly he contacted Kon and had him come to help him carry the two back to the surface where they could be transported to the watch tower. Batman stayed behind to clean up the body and inform the police of everything that had happened, although he left out the fact that it was one of the Titans that had done it, instead, he changed a few things to make it look like a suicide. The boys had been through enough.

***

“Why do I feel so sick?” Roy growled as he gripped his arms around his stomach, “I… god… I never wanted to go through all of this all over again. Withdrawl the first time had been terrible. God wh-guuaah!”

Luckily a bed pan was near by to catch all of the vomit before Roy laid back and began ranting and raving more about how much doing drugs and then stopping cold turkey sucks. A soft wet wash cloth wiped his face off. He couldn’t help but smile up at the man who held the cloth. The brunette only had one arm free, the other was in a sling due to the bandages all over his shoulder where the bullet had pierced.

After setting the rag down the man picked up some mouth wash and handed it to Roy, who promptly rinsed his mouth out about five times.

“Is Lian doing alright? I… I know she wants to see me, but I don’t want her to see me like this,” Roy said as he tried to relax. His hands wouldn’t stop shaking or fiddling with the blanket.

Dick nodded as he moved to sit up on the bed with Roy. He placed his hand inside of Roy’s.

“How long… did he have me?”

Three fingers were held up.

“Days?”

A ‘no’ shake from the other’s head.

“Weeks?”

The man nodded and brushed some of the red hair out of Roy’s face.

“Once you can talk you’ll have to tell me how you found him. That was amazing how you did that. The guys safely behind bars now, or whatever else can hold him…” Roy said before he dozed off.

With a nod the older man sighed as he sat back down on the couch. He didn’t know how to tell Roy that the killer was actually missing. No one had been able to find him yet, and Clark wouldn’t give him any information on what had happened. Then again at this point in time he didn’t care at all, as long as Superman assured him the man would never be able to bother anyone again he would accept it without questions. Maybe later he would ask for the truth, but he doubted it would be something he would want to hear.

***Two years passed by***

“He’s gone, Tim, we got him,” Kon said softly as he disturbed Tim’s work on his laptop.

Tim smiled and took his mask off. Then Kon bent down to give his love a kiss.

“So what are you working on now?” Kon asked.

“This man, didn’t do this alone. It’s been brought to mine and Batman’s attention that the Joker did donate to what happened to Nightwing. The Scarecrow, Ventriloquist and Dr. Milo were also involved. Warrants were sent out for all of them. Dr. Milo and The Scarecrow were caught, but the other two probably wont be brought in by regular police officers. Batman’s been working on tracking them and I’m going to be heading to a few different places to try to see where the guy came from. He wasn’t naturally powered like that is all we know. Yet we don’t have any idea where he went. Your dad tells me not to worry about it but-” Tim’s thoughts were interrupted by another kiss.

“If Clark says not to worry, don’t worry. It’s over. Lets leave it at that?” Kon said softly before kissing a few more times. “I have to fly to Hawaii to help with some natural disasters, would you like to ditch the research for a week or two, and come with me?”

“I-y-yeah,” the young hero said as he closed the computer and moved to start packing.

***

“You doing better, BB?” Victor asked as he and Starfire watched the green boy outside.

“G-getting there… Still so scared… and I… I’m glad to be outside again.” the boy said softly.

Kori wrapped her arms around the shape shifter and held him close. With all the therapy, things were finally beginning to get back to being almost completely normal.

***

Richard’s recovery had come a long ways and he now had a new uniform and identity. His hands were working well enough that he could be a member of the Titan’s team again and help people. Yet he still didn’t talk. His hand motions were easily understood, but he normally worked alone still, like he had done before the incident. Roy had also completely recovered and had finally been brave enough to ask Dick out on a date. They had officially been dating for a year and a half or so, not counting their recovery time where they had both been convinced they were only friends comforting each other.

This day was a special day for the both of them. Someone they loved was having a birthday party and they were working on getting everything ready while she and her friends were at school.

“Dick, I’m almost done with the cake. That’s the last thing we needed too do and she’ll wont be home for another four hours…” Roy said as he set the cake out to cool. With a sigh he undid the apron and wrapped his arms around the brunette’s waist.

The soft chuckled made him happy and he slowly kissed the man’s neck. Then he noticed the look on Dick’s face and got a little worried.

“What is it?”

Dick turned and kissed the man passionately. Roy looked a bit surprised.

“I love you.”

Roy’s eyes opened extremely wide as he heard those words. “S-since when can you talk?”

“I’ve been practicing… and… I wanted those to be the first words I could say to you, I wanted you to be the first person to hear me again. I love you, Roy,” the man gently caressed the other’s face before pulling him into another soft kiss.

“I love you too, are we..?” Roy asked slightly out of breath as he slowly reached up the other man’s shirt.

“Yeah, I’m… I am ready to be with you completely. Are you..?”

“Yes.”

The kiss that came after that lasted until they reached their bedroom. Each of them had completely stripped out of their clothes a few moments after that. Roy laid Dick out on the bed. All of the other’s body in plain view and so beautiful. His calloused fingers slowly traced over every scar before his lips would lower down and kiss them. Dick propped himself up on his elbows and smiled down at Roy.

“Roy, I’m not a china doll. We don’t have to take it this slow,” he said in a shuddered voice.

“Dick, I do. I have to take this slow. I’ve been waiting for this so long. I’m not going to mess it up by going fast. Besides, no matter what you say I know you’d prefer it like this. You might not be a china doll, but you are the most precious thing I have. There’s nothing you could do, to make me treat you like anything less than that,” Roy gently rubbed a thumb over one of Dick’s nipples.

Their tongues met outside of their mouths before they slowly moved closer to touch lips. Heads of their two penis’ touched before Roy moved a hand between them to stroke both of the erections there. It was then Roy felt Dick tremble and he stopped.

“Don’t…” Dick said as Roy began to move off of him. He quickly put his arms around Roy’s shoulders and pulled the archer into a forceful, violent kiss. Dick even drew a few drops of blood as he bit Roy’s lip.

That was all the encouragement the man needed. There were only a few more tense moments where they almost would stop. The two quickly reasoned that they both needed this, that if they didn’t do this now, they’d never be able to bring themselves to even try again. Also they were on a bit of a time limit and would need to get it done before Lian and her friends arrive.

“I’m going to-” Roy began to say.

“Just shut up and put it in, Roy… You always talk too much,” Dick wouldn’t let his lips leave Roy’s reddened and bruised ones as he was entered. Compared to all the other pain he had been through, this felt remarkably satisfying and right. “I-I love you. I always have…”

“You have no idea how many times I dreamed of you and those hot pants of yours in my bed, Dick. Those pixie boots were pretty hot too,” Roy tried to take Dick’s mind off of the first few painful thrusts before things began to ease and the pleasure set in for both of them.

“I love you, I love you!” Dick gasped and whimpered against Roy’s lips, “A~AHH~!”

“God Dick,” Roy couldn’t help it, the sounds of the other’s voice again, and the muscles around his member tightening, “I love you too, no matter what.”

They laid on the bed for a good hour before they both moved to the bathroom to shower together. If only for a few minutes, the hot shower washed off the evidence, except for their smiles.

“So, if this is going to be a common occurrence, we’re going to have to find Lian a good babysitter,” Roy joked, the happiest moment of his life still lingering in his mind.

“Maybe, I think Bruce and Oli would be happy to spend some quality time with their grandchild,” Dick said softly as he began to get into a nice T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He wasn’t as self conscious about his scars anymore, and Lian’s friends thought they were neat, especially when he would tell them fake stories about how he got them.

“Maybe… Now lets icing that cake and put the candles on. Today is wonderful due to so many different things. I can’t wait to see Lian’s face when you wish her happy birthday without writing it down,” Roy said softly as he spread the frosting all over the cake.

“I can’t wait either. I figured I’d give you both gifts to remember today,” Dick smiled. “You’ve both given me more than I could have asked for since as long as I’ve known you Roy, and especially the past years.”

With a smile on his face, Roy brought the cake to the table.

“It better be more than just a gift, because I intend it to be the beginning of a more serious relationship together. Through sick and through healthiness or however you say it,” Roy opened a soda and began to take a drink but paused as Dick held out his own can. They bumped the rims together.

“Until death due us part,” they both then drank their sodas, enjoying their own small wedding vow. This was their relationship. Those words, and each other, the promise to protect one another no matter what was all either of them needed to know. They were friends, and much more. No matter the hardships they had stayed with each other, even if it took severe situations to realize how much they truly needed one another.

~The End~
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