*I do not own Dc just the plot. I also don't own that photo.* 

'WALLY WEST POINT OF VEIW (present day)' 

I woke up in the trunk of a car. I could hear voices and the breathing of someone next to me. I tried talking to him/her, but she/he would not answer. I tried every five minutes. Finally, they answered me, after like the five hundreth time. 

"Wally?" One word, that's all they said. One word, that's all that was heard. One word, that's all that could be said. The trunk opened up and I was rufly taken out. The person who was in the trunk was: Dick!!! 

"Dick?!?" I was thinking my eyes were playing tricks on me. 

"Wally, you need to-" He didn't get to finish because one of the guys slamed his fist into his face. 

"Shut yo mouth boy! What I told ya about talking?" He spoke with the worst grammar in the world. 

"I don't know. Why don't you tell me again?" He smirked, but only for a second. 

"Hey boy! Why don't cha come with me sos we can 'talk'." He scowled and one of his henchmen grabbed Dick and me. He brought into this room with horrible weapons and a fire pit. He grabbed a metal and stuck it into the fire. 

"Ere boy. I'm gonna make sure yo are mine." he picked up the hot metal. Dick was shoved onto his knees by one of the men. He tried to fight it, but he was hurt and the man was really strong. The man in the suit walked forward and placed the hot metal onto his cheek. 

"Agggggg!" Dick screamed in pain. He shed no tears. 

"Boy ima cause yo more pain the yo ever felt in yo life!" 

"I doubt that. I've been tortured by the Joker himself. Your nothing compared to him." his voice was filled with pain. The man in the suit said nothing. He just grabbed the red metal and pressed it against his skin many times. 

"Bring em here!" he motioned to me. He took my face in his hands. 

"Yo a pretty boy. I ain't gonna mess with yo face. Take em to the slave house! Ima deal with im." 

I was taken from the room and thrown into a slave house. It had only one other occupant at the moment. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. Dick's scream rang out through the night. I couldn't get it out of my head. 

And to think, this all started with a date.