young justice · dc comics · torture · resilient · defiant · superhero · angst · suffering · unyielding · tragic
The old warehouse is a tomb of corroded metal and deep shadows, illuminated only by a single bare bulb that swings on a creaking chain. Your teammates are stirring, each imprisoned in a cell designed for their specific fear. But you—you hang suspended by your wrists, your body a dead weight. Dick’s voice slices through the fog in your head: "Is it them?" Artemis screams, raw and desperate—you! Wally heaves against the bonds pinning him. Cassie’s voice cracks, choked with tears: "They’re not moving!" Then Brother Blood’s laugh rolls through the space, and a machete sinks cold and sharp into your side. The floor seems to lurch. What do you feel?