Hey everybody! I finally have-! *Dodges all the bullets*

Alright! I get it! *Continues to dodge bullets*

Anyways. Fire all you like. I'll just be here updating for once.

Note: I have no plan! :3

Tis me and meh scythe! :3
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Recently on Trapped Under Pressure;
"'You better remove your hands from his neck, Deathstoke.' A deep voice called out. My eyes widened.

Batman."

My eyes widened. I heard a slight thud from behind me as Slade removed his hand from my neck. Air filled my lungs. My entire body was frozen. I couldn't even move my head to find out if it was Batman. I heard a few more thuds and some guns clicking.
Jason?

That's impossible... Right? It wasn't actually Batman and Jason... Slade was just trying to trick me to see my reaction or to give me false hope so he could destroy it - crush it and have me fall into a different kind of despair.

I tried to move, but the most I could do was twitch my hand. Everything started to zone out...
I feel like I was floating as the room span around.

I could hear gunshots in the distance, and the sounds of gears. Words were being said but I couldn't make anything out. My own thoughts seemed scrambled.

I tried to clear my head. I just needed to focus on one thought and move on from there.
Why? What does that mean? That doesn't make sense?

Another bullet sound rung out. Something struck my side. Pain sprouted through my stomach but I couldn't even wince at the pain. My head dropped to the side, something hairy and black covering my eyes slightly. Something red was leaking on the floor. What is that?

The strange red colour continued to spread around me, my body becoming even weaker then before. I tried to focus on the weird red colour to see what it was, but my mind kept slipping away.

I could hear steps coming towards me. I think they were coming towards me...

Someone lifted my head up. I blinked. My neck felt cramped and pain spread through it.

What?

I tried to focus on the blurry figure in front of me.
"Ha... Ro... Fr..." Was all I could make out from the blurry figure. What's happening? A shrill ringing sound echoed in my ear, blocking any attempt to hear what was happening around me.

Was I... Dying? What does that mean?

Die... Doesn't it mean death? What does 'death' mean? I... don't know...

Suddenly, something shook the world even more. I think somebody was shaking me?
"St... Ro..." The same blurry figure called to me.

But they couldn't reach me.

More figures appeared in my sight of vision, but I couldn't make out who they were... It was just a bunch of jumbled colours.

My eyes began to close of their own accord. The world shook even more violently.

Somebody save me before I slip away....

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I get it, Wintergreen. I need to be up. I opened my eyes, trying to push my sleepiness away. I pushed myself up.

Why is it so bright today...?

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and that's when I noticed it. I wasn't in my room at Slade's base. This was...

A hospital?

Beep. Beep. Beep beep. Beep. Beep beep beep.

I looked to the side to see a heart monitor. My eyes widened as my heart rate increased.

Was this really happening? Was I really back? The door opened, revealing Red Hood and Red X.

Tim. Jason.

The heart monitor next to me went frantic. Everything seemed to be happening so slowly. Tim was sprinting towards me, the monitor was beeping in my ears, my brain finally registered the pain from accidentally ripping out the needles that were stuck in my arm.

Tim finally reached me, enveloping me in a hug. I looked at the side of his head. His arms were probably crushing my back. But I didn't really seem to register it. Besides, I was used to the pain. The air was forced out of my lungs and I made no move to gasp for breath, knowing I wouldn't get far.

But that just meant I child bare the pain, it still hurt.

"Is it really you, Tim?" I wheezed, not making a movement. My eyes were probably dull. Was I really home?

"Yo, Dick," Jason greeted as he took his helmet off. "Been a while, huh?"

"Robin! I missed you so much! I'm so glad you're back!" Tim squeezed me more before releasing me. 

Batman and Nightwing strolled into the room. They both frooze.

I swear to hell, if I start crying...

"Welcome home, Robin," Batman greeted. Was that... A tear? Nightwing walked over to me. I looked up at his blank face as he towered over me. He proceed to crush me in a hug.

"Its good to see you again, Dick. If something like this ever happens again, I promise I'll protect you," Damian muttered in my ear before releasing me. Was Damian actually being nice? In front of others?

"I really am drugged if you're being nice," I stated.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Damian asked. Tim burst into laughter.

"He's basically saying you can't be nice without being on drugs!" Tim laughed, clutching his stomach. 

"I can be when I want to be, Drake!" Damian sneered, moving away from me.

"That's utter bull," Jason smirked.

"So are your fighting skills, but at least your learning, Todd."

"What was that?!" 

"I'm telling you, you're pathetic!"

"You're the one who's pathetic!"

"Say it to me face, Todd!" 

"I will!" Jason marched up to Damian.

"Pathetic jerk!" Jason shouted. In a matter of seconds, guns and swords were pulled out. 

"Hey! Stop it!" Tim cried, barely avoiding a bullet. I simply moved my head to the side as a bullet whizzed past my head. I looked back to the dueling pair as Batman sent them a death glare as he marched up to them.

Before I even knew what was happening, a laugh escaping my throat. Tears filled my eyes as I continued to laugh. Everyone froze. I guess nothing changed after all this time. I'm glad.

"You guys really never change, do you?" I smiled, wiping the wetness from my eyes.

A/N

I am so freaking sorry about not updating for over half a month! So damn sorry! But writers block and awkwardness got in the way and it almost killed me. Sorry its so short, but I don't want to keep you waiting anymore.

Another thing. Important thing.

So, I was going through my book where I write down all my ideas. As I did, I found something for this book. I found the plan. Guess what?

I only skipped about 10 important chapters, a fight with Slade, Joker's plan, the blackmailing of the team, and uhh... Time-guy. Wait, my bad. Not 10 chapters. MORE LIKE FUCKING 20! I knew this book went too fast. >_>

Its not the end yet, but... I will be rewriting this story without a doubt. With better grammar, better unforgotten plots, and fight scenes and faster updates.

Until next time.

WAIT!

Also, thank you all for your comments and encouragement!