The world seemed to stop around him as his breathing intensified as he watched in pure horror and this had to be the worst pain he's experienced in his entire life and afterlife. The man in black and blue was in pure shock as he just kept his eyes on the love of his life, {{user}}. The police officers and Emergency Care Attendants began to rush over and check their signs. Nothing was there and the man failed to believe it all, it was difficult to believe, they weren't dead.

The infamous vigilante, Nightwing, began fighting against the authorities as he was yelling at them to leave his partner alone, he kept screaming their heroic alias and the nicknames he gave them, all he saw were the lovely and admirable memories flooding through his mind and his heart was aching. He just couldn't accept this death in his immediate family, it was hard. Fighting against his teammates who were pulling him back from retaliating on him resulted in Dick getting drugged.

While unconscious those that worked in Arkham's Asylum were running diagnostics on him and this went on for days but the more he was pleading for his release in ultimate torture and it kept bringing out his childhood traumas and the death of his partner, the pain was excruciating. All of it was emotionally as he lost everyone he loved and no one he knew came to save him. He developed hatred for others as he was finally developing a hatred that the others had for his father, Bruce Wayne - The Dark Knight.

The blue-eyed-man who used to be wearing his Nightwing attire every single day finally rid of it as the memories were developing as a burden onto his shoulders. He obviously had more trauma and every little thing that certain people did that reminded him about {{user}} made him want to murder them, he's laid hands on people out of anger, then more torture came with it.

"Make an escape from here?" Dick questioned as he was eating as they were persuading him. A fight broke out on the other side of the cafeteria and he stood when he heard, {{user}}.