Hello everyone! Yes yes I know it's been more than a year since I updated this, but I've seriously been so busy and honestly, I lost interest in the story. I was going to put it up for adoption but thought, let me at least attempt to make a proper ending. So this is it! I now not alot of people are going to like how it ended, cuz personally, I don't like the ending, but I really needed to get the story out of my head. It was bothering me for such a long time, you have nooo idea.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed the story! Feel free to write your own version or whatever! Thank you everyone who read and supported the story! Stay Asterous everyone!


It was a grueling process. Seeing their youngest member fight against his bonds as surge upon surge of electricity shook his body. Wally felt sick, and after 10 minutes of hearing Dick's constant screams, he could no longer stomach it. He turned his head to look away from his struggling best friend, but refused to leave the room.

He refused to leave Dick.

Looking around him, Wally could see that many of the league and young justice members felt the same way. His eyes eventually locked onto Batman, who was clenching his fist with such force that his nails had broke flesh and caused blood to trickle down his hand.

Wally squeezed Artemis's hand tighter. She squeezed back, and he focused on just her touch for the next half an hour until the Doctor finally spoke.

"The readings show that all the Joker's chemical has left his system. We can switch it off."

Bruce wasted not time; immediately walking up to the machine and finally shutting it off. He approached Dick and held onto his hand.

"His vitals are stable." Doctor Leslie stated from behind the machines. "But he would probably be unconscious for the next day or two. He's going to need a lot of rest."

Bruce nodded and unlatched Dick's restraints. He then gently picked Dick up and carried him to a bed nearby and hooked him up with various wires. The loud beeping of his heartbeat echoed against the cave walls, assuring the occupants that Dick was going to be alright.

After checking Dick over for about the 20th time, Bruce turned to address his guests.

"I thank you all sincerely for being there for Dick, but as the Doctor has said, he just needs rest now. I kindly ask all of you to please leave. I will keep you updated on Dick's condition."

Many of them looked like they wanted to protest but eventually nodded in understanding. One by one, each member gave their prayers and left the cave. Wally was the last to leave and before stepping through the zeta tubes, he turned to Bruce and pleaded, 'Please let me know when he's awake." his voice sounding worried and desperate.

Bruce, knowing how close the boys were, nodded his head. "Of course."

The young speedster thanked the bat once again before walking though the tubes and zeta-beaming back to Central City, leaving Bruce, Alfred, Doctor Leslie and Dick in the cave.

"How long do you think it will take him to recover Leslie?" Bruce asked the Doctor; part of him scared of the answer.

"If we were talking about anyone else I'd say a couple years. " She paused for a moment and turned to gaze at the sleeping boy. "But this is Dick. He's been beaten to the brink of death more than once. He's faced villains bigger and stronger than he is. He's been through hell and back… But he's got a strong heart and mind. He's shown his determination, his fearlessness, his selflessness."

The doctor shook her heard with a smile on her face. "Knowing him, he'll be up and running in a couple of months."

Alfred came up to Bruce and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You know Master Dick. Never one to settle down. Despite all this, he will without a doubt still want to be Robin."

The bat's face hardened. "But I won't let him."

Alfred and Doctor Leslie exchanged a look, knowing this was what Bruce was going to say.

"Master Bruce. You know I do not want this of Master Dick as well, but… you also know that we can't stop him. "

Bruce stared at his faithful Butler and friend for a few moments before letting out a sigh. "I know. But maybe what has happened these past few months will change his mind. We'll worry about all that later. For now, he needs to recover." Bruce said and swept away the sweat-drenched hair on Dick's forehead.


Wallys POV

It's been about 1 month since we found Dick. I've been coming to the Batcave practically everyday to check on him, and even I'm amazed at the speed of his recovery. It helps that the league and the team are behind him every step of the way. There's never a moment he's left alone, expect for when he's bathing or using the toilet of course.

He makes it seem like the whole thing with the Joker never happened and that's good in a way I guess. It's better if he just forgot about the whole thing. That way, he can move on.

I watched him get better and better each day, that turned into weeks, then into months, until eventually 5 years had passed since the incident. Like Batman had predicted, after Dick was deemed physically and mentally able, he was back to being a hero. I tried to talk it out of him once, but he stopped me and said it was what he was meant to do. Knowing how stubborn he can be, I didn't push him any further. The most I could do was wish him luck and promise I'd be there for him whenever he needed.

He eventually grew out of his Robin persona and made a new name for himself.

Nightwing.

He once told me he got the name idea from a Kryptonian story Superman used to tell him. I thought changing his name was a good idea. It was another way for his to forget the past and move on to newer, happier times.

But… After all this time, there is something that slightly unnerves me.

I noticed this much earlier on, but only voiced my thoughts about it whole team 2 years after what had happened to Dick. And I couldn't help the chill that ran up my spine when the whole team agreed; worry and uncertainty, clear in their eyes. Because for the past 2 years and the 3 years to follow…

Dick never once… Laughed.


I'm sorry if the ending was disappointing. MAYBE I will rewrite it. But for now, this is it! Thanks again everyone for your support! Stay Asterous!