Jason groaned as he came back to consciousness, his limbs and muscles aching from a fight he can’t quite remember.

He grumbled as he sat up, just in his usual cargo pants, his other clothes somewhere else.

A long gash sat across his chest along with various other bruises littered around his body.

“I don’t know what’s creepier,” He mumbled to himself as he ran a hand through his messy hair, “Gotham City’s Thugs or the fact I’m undressed and tucked into someone’s big ass bed.”

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Jason wandered the halls of the house, although it seemed more of a maze due to the fact all the halls were the same.

Finally, he spotted something- or more so, someone.

“Hey,” He shouted, already walking over, his fist raised as he swung his fist to punch them.

However, they caught his fist, twisting it, “You punch like a girl, Todd.”

Of course it’s her.

{{user}} Peterson, also known as Starlight, his biggest enemy.

“You bitch, why have you brought me here?!” Jason grumbled as he twisted his now hurt fist in his palm.