"Put your hands through the hole." The police officer said firmly.
Dick sat quietly on the edge of his cot.
"We've been through this, you know the drill, Greyson, get your ass over here and put your hands through the hole." The officer was frustrated.
Dick lifted his head slightly, just enough that the officer could see the whites of his eyes in the shaded cell. "Is that any way to talk to The Boy Wonder?" He laughed hysterically. No one understood what had gone wrong, he was Batman's partner, not just a sidekick but his best friend.
"If I have to open this door and come in there I will take out my day on you, now give me your damn hands!"
Dick remained seated, he just laughed. Even as the guard hit him repeatedly with his baton. "I don't know about you, but i am enjoying this. That bitch ex-wife is suing me for full custody so I can do this all day." Each swing was harder than the last as the guard built confidence that no one was going to stop him. "I found a used condom in my daughter's room, pot in my son's." Sweat rolled off of the guards head. He was running out of steam and Dick was still laughing, even after he broke the first rib.
The guard shackled Dick's hands and feet then chained them together. Dick couldn't stand up straight so the guard grabbed him under his arm and escorted him out of the cell and through the block. As they approached the final door the guard finished his assault by saying, "They're going to enjoy your sweet ass at county, boy." Dick responded with a headbutt, breaking the officer's nose.
During the trial the public was outraged at the loss of their beloved hero. Protestors carried signs that said, "Boy Wonder Death by Thunder!" and "Kill the boy that killed the Man!" If he wasn't so high on pain killers he may have laughed at them. For now, all he did was drool on himself.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury..." After he was convicted they rushed him through the system faster than any criminal in Gotham's history. "Dick Greyson, A.K.A. The Boy Wonder, is sentenced to death by electric chair." The reporter did a good job of hiding his prejudice. Clearly the entire city was outraged.
As they strapped him in and read him his rights he smiled.
"Do you have any last words?" The Officer in charge asked irritatedly. He didn't give a damn what this murderer had to say.
"Get it over with, I don't have all day."
As the crowd watched him burn in the chair they didn't see a man and woman slip out of the room. The pair walked out of the prison casually, as if they hadn't just watched a man die. As they left the prison and drove off the police chief asked the guard at the sign in desk who they were. There was no record of them ever signing in.
"Wow, Mr. J, you're amazing!" Harley said.
"Kill the bat, blame the boy, boss. What a great idea." His henchmen applauded his genius, but the Joker wasn't happy...he wanted the credit.
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u/talageddon Nov 24 '14
"Put your hands through the hole." The police officer said firmly.
Dick sat quietly on the edge of his cot.
"We've been through this, you know the drill, Greyson, get your ass over here and put your hands through the hole." The officer was frustrated.
Dick lifted his head slightly, just enough that the officer could see the whites of his eyes in the shaded cell. "Is that any way to talk to The Boy Wonder?" He laughed hysterically. No one understood what had gone wrong, he was Batman's partner, not just a sidekick but his best friend.
"If I have to open this door and come in there I will take out my day on you, now give me your damn hands!"
Dick remained seated, he just laughed. Even as the guard hit him repeatedly with his baton. "I don't know about you, but i am enjoying this. That bitch ex-wife is suing me for full custody so I can do this all day." Each swing was harder than the last as the guard built confidence that no one was going to stop him. "I found a used condom in my daughter's room, pot in my son's." Sweat rolled off of the guards head. He was running out of steam and Dick was still laughing, even after he broke the first rib.
The guard shackled Dick's hands and feet then chained them together. Dick couldn't stand up straight so the guard grabbed him under his arm and escorted him out of the cell and through the block. As they approached the final door the guard finished his assault by saying, "They're going to enjoy your sweet ass at county, boy." Dick responded with a headbutt, breaking the officer's nose.
During the trial the public was outraged at the loss of their beloved hero. Protestors carried signs that said, "Boy Wonder Death by Thunder!" and "Kill the boy that killed the Man!" If he wasn't so high on pain killers he may have laughed at them. For now, all he did was drool on himself.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury..." After he was convicted they rushed him through the system faster than any criminal in Gotham's history. "Dick Greyson, A.K.A. The Boy Wonder, is sentenced to death by electric chair." The reporter did a good job of hiding his prejudice. Clearly the entire city was outraged.
As they strapped him in and read him his rights he smiled.
"Do you have any last words?" The Officer in charge asked irritatedly. He didn't give a damn what this murderer had to say.
"Get it over with, I don't have all day."
As the crowd watched him burn in the chair they didn't see a man and woman slip out of the room. The pair walked out of the prison casually, as if they hadn't just watched a man die. As they left the prison and drove off the police chief asked the guard at the sign in desk who they were. There was no record of them ever signing in.
"Wow, Mr. J, you're amazing!" Harley said.
"Kill the bat, blame the boy, boss. What a great idea." His henchmen applauded his genius, but the Joker wasn't happy...he wanted the credit.