Hi,

This is my first real fic I tried to write on years ago but failed miserably. I don't own anything. I am also wondering if there is a beta reader out there for me that would help me a long with this fic.

I hope you enjoy this first chapter

Wingfright

It was a warm night in Gotham, with a light breeze flowing over the roof tops which made the dynamic duo's capes flutter calmly as they argued. Batman's voice was annoyed verging on angry. Tonight had been a slow night for the heroes which meant Batman had not been able to vent out his anger by pummeling crooks.

"Robin, we will discuss this more back at the cave". He said as he continued watching the streets below for any possible action. He knew Robin was not going to let this issue go and make it easy for him tonight.

"But Batman, the team needs me what if a big mission comes up and I'm not there because I'm on a class trip to D.C, I have been there hundreds of times, I don't want to go."

Dick was putting his foot down the members of Young Justice were finally getting in tune with each other and this stupid school trip could put the team back weeks.

"Robin, go home we will talk about this later but for the rest of tonight your grounded"

"But!" Robin tried to continue to plead his case again but couldn't get another word out before Batman leaped from the ledge leaving him behind.

Robin was angry at his mentor; he was now fourteen and should be able to make some decisions for himself. He was a freaking super hero for crying out loud! But Dick knew better than to disregard the order to go home he was just luck to have his R-Cycle tonight just a few blocks away from where he and Batman were just stationed.

As he swung down next to his bike he retrieved his grappling hook and put on his helmet. As he was riding though Gotham he was still fuming about how Bruce had treated him.

'Why can't he just let me make some of my own decision for once, I hate taking school trips I have no friends and just end up tagging along with the teachers the whole time. I finally have something that I can belong too and people that I can actually call my friends. This whole situation sucks!'

But as Dick was deep in thought he failed to recognize the weird fog he was riding into until he was completely immersed.

'This is bad' Dick thought as he slowed down the motorcycle because the fog was getting so dense that he could not see a foot in front of him. He realized this situation could be a plot against him and so he pressed a little button on his utility belt that enabled his tracking device just to be safe as he dismounted his bike next to the curb… Well at least he hoped it was a curb.

At this time Dick was feeling a little off and he hoped it was just because he was disoriented by the fog. He heard footsteps and got into a fighting stance, it sounded like it was four or five people walking towards him.

"Who's there? Come out and show yourselves!" He called to the figures just now appearing through the mist.

As they came closer he saw four men in all black and a hooded figure with a noose around his neck.

"Scarecrow!" Robin exclaimed as he whipped out a batarang from his utility belt. Dick was now worried sure he could probably take down the four thugs but the Scarecrow by himself! Needless to say he was a bit worried.

'Maybe if defeat the Scarecrow I may be able to show Bruce that I am old enough to make my own decisions' and with that thought Robin lunged at the thugs, they were bigger than him but he was much faster. He knocked down two of the baddies and flipped over their heads but he missed the landing. Since he stumbled on his landing one of the thugs was able to get a hold of his foot and yanked him upwards into the air which made robin's stomach turn. As the man was holding robin by the ankles he struggled to break free as the other three thugs used him as a punching bag.

Scarecrow motioned for them to halt for a moment. Robin was breathing heavy as the weight of his injuries were now fully upon him, he knew he probably had a broken rib and some sever bruising to look forward too when he got out of this mess.

"So, Little Robin I have found you all alone without your protector to chase away your fears, what are you scared of little Robin… Well you will find out soon won't you" The Scarecrow was approaching him as he rocked his head back and forth which made Robin's heat race.

"What did you do to me?" Robin spoke as he was still being hung upside-down by the crook, feeling more afraid by the moment.

"I simply am going to make all your fears come to haunt you, you have been ingesting a slow acting fear gas that will keep you from staying conscious for long periods of time. I am going to use you as my lab rat for this new experiment, But to speed the process along… well you know I am a bit impatient when it comes to these things. Here is a more concentrated dose to keep you from being too much of a problem" He paused long enough to pull out a syringe "Hold him boys" he ordered the men.

At this time robin was completely unaware of the impending doom of the needle because he was already in the depths of his worst nightmare.

Well? What did you think… it's gonna get better I swear! Next chapter will include a morgue! What's the verdict should I continue or not? Please no flames :(