Running

The Start

Richard came to, wrapped up in soft blankets.

The first thing he noticed is that he couldn't get up.

His ankles and wrists were tied down!

"Do not struggle little one." Ra's Al Ghul said, walking into the room.

Richard just struggled more.

"Robin." Ra's warned him.

Richard was thrashing violently, trying to get away.

Ra's sighed.

He grabbed a needle full of some white liquid.

"HELP!" Richard screamed.

Ra's pushed his head against the pillow rather roughly.

He injected the liquid into Richard's body.

"It is a mild sedative, young one." Ra's Al Ghul said.

Richard felt himself getting calmer.

"He is okay now." Ra's called out the door.

Slade, Lex, and Doctor Strange walked in.

"We were going to put you into a class Robin, but you seem to need a more... one-on-one kind of class. Therapy." Lex said.

"Thisss isssn' thhherapyy." Richard frowned, slurring quite a bit. (This isn't therapy.)

"No, it's not." Slade said.

"Why do you indulge the child while he is clearly out of it?" Ra's said.

"He will remember this later." Slade said.

"Are you sure?" Lex asked.

"The mind is a powerful thing." Slade smirked.

"Indeed it is." Doctor Strange smirked.

"What's the last thing you remember, Robin?" Ra's asked.

Richard didn't answer.

"Richard. What's the last thing you remember?" Slade asked.

"Class. I was in class." Richard said.

"Richard may have been in class, but Robin and Renegade were out. They will not doubt remember more than Richard has." Strange said.

"Who's Robin? And Renegade?" Richard asked, looking at all three adults.

"Someone we knew. No need to worry about who they are." Slade said.

Doctor Strange looked at Slade.

"Anyways, the point is is that you're tired. You should sleep." Slade tucked Richard in.

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With Richard asleep, Doctor Strange looked to Slade.

"Why didn't you tell him?" Strange was curious. 

"He was sedated and I didn't want to deal with an emotional teenager." Slade said.

"Of course. But he will have to come to terms with his disorder eventually." Doctor Strange said.

"But not now. When he starts therapy." Slade said.

Doctor Strange nodded.

His profiling of Richard was coming along nicely.

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When Richard woke up next, it was to Slade shaking him away.

"Come on, Richard. You've got school." Slade said.

Richard groaned and tried to hide back under his blankets.

"No, no. School, now." Slade growled.

"No." Richard frowned and hid.

"Up." Slade said in a voice that left no room for arguments.

"NO!" Richard screamed and curled up even more.

Slade's eye narrowed.

It was one of those days.

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Richard was soon on his way to his first class of the day with a few new bruises.

He got to Ms. Waller's classroom before anyone else did.

"Robin, the principal, Mr. Luthor, changed your schedule. Now, you're spending Black Manta's class with Mr. Strange in Therapy." Waller said.

"T-THERAPY?!" Richard screamed.

Several kids who came walking in during the talk started laughing.

"Yes. Your attitude is the worse. And you killed someone. Mr. Luthor decided that therapy was the best option. I however would put you in a collar and control you." Waller growled.

Richard gulped.

"But I'm not in charge of those decisions." Amanda said.

Richard frowned.

He really didn't want to go to therapy.

I've got writer's block on this one. :( That's why it took so long to get done.

I know it's not as long or very...idk, it lacks my...skill? I'm just...hit a wall with this one.

Hopefully the next chapter is better. :)