I do not own Dc just the plot. I also don't own that photo. This chapter also contains rape.* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED  

'JASON TODD'S POINT OF VIEW'

As i stared at my Red Hood mask and the Nightwing costume, i thought about all the heartbreak and hartimes all of us have had. And i thought that Bruce, Dick, and i have had it the worst. Dick lost all of his family the night of the circus incident, and he also was stolen away from his whole family for three years, and during those three years he was raped, beaten, starved, and tortured. I had also lost my family TWICE once when i was little and another time when i was killed by the Joker. Bruce had his parents murdered in front of him, watched as his eldest son was raped and carved into, his second son was killed seconds before he arrived to save him, Barbra was paralyzed, and his second son also tried to kill himself TWICE. As i stared at the Red Hood mask i thought about all i had left behind when i had chosen to become red Hood. as i stared at the Nightwing costume i could sense all that Dick had accomplished wearing this. I thought about being Nightwing for a little bit, and decided YES!

"I'm doing this for you Dick." i put it on and looked in the mirror. I had never realized how much i looked like Dick, minus the hair. I decided i would go to his apartment to look for any clues as to who kidnapped him.

I traveled through the city of Blüdhavern with the wind in my hair and i felt so...ALIVE! Even as robin i never felt this way, i think it was the suit. When i got to the apartment i saw shadows in his curtain, and the light was on. I cautiously approached the front door afraid of what might be in there. I opened the door slowly, to my surprise it was unlocked. When i opened it i saw his house in ruin. I heard voices and followed them into his room. In his room was a woman and a man, they looked angry at each other. The woman was the same woman as in the memory, but the man i did not recognize.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" the woman hissed

"Of course i am." the man said in an annoyed voice.

"How could you not have told me that he was a superhero!" i knew they were talking about Dick, but i didn't know what for.

"I shouldn't have to tell you that! If he comes dressed as a superhero and looks like one, then he is a superhero! Do you know who hen is?"

"No. i had never seen him before in my life. We need to find him! I NEED MY BIRDIE BACK!" she flung a vase in my direction without even knowing that i was there. I made a gasping noise, and that's when they finally noticed me. The woman looked at me and smiled.

"DICKIE! YOU CAN BACK! You are such an obedient slave!" i realized that i looked enough like him that she mistaken me for him. Suddenly her face turned to anger.

"Why do you have a white streak in your hair?!? I told you not to change a thing about you!!" she walked up and i backed up. I knew that i could easily get away from her, but i then realized that the man was missing. Not even a second later, i felt something hit my head, and i blacked out.

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I woke up to being only in my boxers. I was tied to a bed. My hands were tied to the top of the bed and my feet were tied to the bottom of the bed. The woman walked up to me with a devilish smile on her face. She layed on top of me and started to play with the white strand of hair.

"How did this turn white, Jason Todd?" i looked at her shocked that she knew my name. "What, don't you remember me? You dated me in high school." i knew that she was telling the truth. I decided to answer her question.

"I was bored with how i looked and decided to change it, i liked it and stayed with it." okay, so i was lying to her, but in my defense she is a crazy maniac that kept my brother as a slave for three years.

"Why? I thought you looked sexy with your hair all brown." she made a pouty face

"Sorry dollface. My choice is my choice." she turned around and started to rape me. 

Then she asked me who Nightwing was but i wouldn't tell her. 

"Well if you have to be difficult." she pulled out a knife. She started cutting me, and I tried to keep back my screams, but I couldn't. 

Screams and laughter rang through the night.