Nightwing and Robin had been missing for two solid weeks. Bruce and the entire justice league had finally found them. They were located on a private island located somewhere in the Caribbean. It was owned by Victor Hugo. Who was a relatively new criminal in the underworld of Gotham. Bruce was currently on his way there now he just hoped they were alive when he got there.

On the island…

Nightwing coughed harshly as he was thrown back into his cell. He was so weak at this point after two solid weeks of torture he could no longer stand on his own and so had to be carried back to his cell.

"Nightwing?" Robin queried as he lay unmoving on the floor. "NIghtwing!"

"I'm here Rob, just can't really move is all too weak."

Robin helped him move into a more comfortable position.

"I have to talk to you about something Rob, I'm not going to make it much longer here-"

"No Nightwing don't say that! Batman will come for us!"

"For you maybe but I think it is going to be too late for me."

"Don't say that Nightwing."

"I just can't take it anymore Robin, I'm tired"

"It will be ok Batman will find us just hang on a little bit longer."

"Anyway I need to talk to you about something. You have to find a way out of here alright? You have to get out. Batman cannot lose both of us it will kill him."

"I am not going to leave you here!"

"Robin I'm dead already. You still have a chance. You have to get out. If you have a chance take it. You have to promise me."

Robin started to cry. He couldn't stand the thought of going on without his big brother. He couldn't deal with it; Didn't want to deal with it. where the hell was Bruce?

"You have to promise me." Nightwing repeated. A

"Alright Nightwing I promise."

"Good. I can die in peace if I know you are ok."

"You can't die!"

"I can't hang on any longer Rob it is too much."

Robin hugged his older brother and began to sob. He couldn't' believe this was happening. They had been coming for Nightwing every day since they had gotten here about two weeks ago. They tortured him every day for hours. However they had yet to touch him. Robin thought it was weird why were they only torturing Nightwing and not him? Each day he sat hoping that this would be the day. This would be the day Batman would come to save them but two weeks had gone by and nothing had happened and Dick and Tim were both beginning to lose faith. Now Dick was talking about death and dying and… he just couldn't believe it.

The next day Nightwing was pretty sure would be his last day on earth. He couldn't withstand any more torture it was too much and he was tired. He was strangely ok with the whole thing. Peaceful even, he had accepted and felt at peace about the whole thing. Plus death meant heaven and getting to see his parents again right? He was sad that he wouldn't get to see Bruce again though. He had hoped he would die by his side but that was obviously not to be his fate. He had told Tim to tell everyone that he loved them and to tell Bruce how grateful he was for taking him in and loving him. Robin had tried to stop them from taking him, but he couldn't there were too many of them and he wasn't strong enough.

Bruce left the plane circling the island he couldn't risk landing it and being seen. So he parachuted onto the island. Now where on earth Nightwing and Robin would be kept? The place was huge it could take forever to find them. He had better start searching. He first hacked into the communication systems to listen in on people's conversations and heard them talking about the "main room" could that be where they were? He listened in a little bit longer and then noted the location of the main room he had overheard on his map.

He didn't find Nightwing and Robin but he did find what appeared to be the main office or main headquarters room anyway. He went over to the computer and found out that the prison portion of the facility was located in the bowels of the building. He hacked into the communications again and found out exactly where the prison portion was.

Robin was sitting in the cell staring off into space his mind a million miles away. He felt numb inside He had cried his heart out and now he felt numb. He couldn't believe Nightwing was dead or was going to be dead soon. This morning was most likely the last time he would see him and Batman-Batman hadn't come. He couldn't believe it he hadn't come. Then he remembered the promise he had made to Dick. He had to find a way out.

Just then he heard a noise to his left and saw the greatest sight he had ever seen in his whole life.

"Batman!" He shouted excitedly and jumped up. "You came!"

Batman nodded as he opened the cell door. He was beyond relieved to see that Robin was alive and appeared to be unharmed. However he noticed that Robin was alone in the cell where was Nightwing?

As soon as the cell door was open Robin ran and gave him a hug. "you're here! you came! I knew you would!"

Batman nodded again. Once Robin let go of him Batman proceeded to check him over for physical ailments. There didn't appear to be any and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is Nightwing? He asked gesturing to the empty cell.

"They took him! We have to get to him right away; we might already be too late."

"Took him where? What do you mean too late?"

"Wherever they take him every day I don't' know. He said he couldn't take much more he was thinking this was the last day."

"Robin I don't understand what are you talking about?"

"They take Nightwing somewhere every day and torture him for several hours then bring him back. I don't know where though they have never touched me just him. He kept talking about how today was his last day and he couldn't take it anymore so we have to get to him right away."

Batman involuntarily shuddered at the thought of Nightwing being tortured every day for two weeks. He was horrified and enraged at the thought and silently cursed himself for taking so long to find them.

"Alright let's go." He said and Robin followed him. They coerced some guy into telling them where Nightwing was.

They found him hanging by his wrists being beaten with a bat by 3 men. He and Robin took them down easily. Batman had to fight the urge to break every bone in their body and merely knock them out. When he went to look over Nightwing it was even worse than he had imagined. He removed the chains and eased him down onto the floor. He was unconscious and his pulse was very weak. He had multiple stab wounds which had become infected, broken ribs, broken bone on each arm, burns on at least 20% of his body and what looked like obvious electrical burns, and his shoulder was dislocated. As he held him and inspected each of his injuries and tried to decide the best course of action he heard a small weak voice talking to him.

"Bruce-"

"Yes Dick I'm here, everything is going to be alright just hang on."

"Knew you'd-knew you'd come-I knew…" Dick said just then his eyes rolled back in his head and he went limp.

"Dick? Dick!" Bruce screamed. He checked for a pulse. Nothing.

"NO!" Bruce screamed.