Dick Grayson ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 Contingency

The collaboration with A.R.G.U.S was sketchy as hell. Amanda Waller wasn't exactly on Dick's nice list, but the situation was dire enough to warrant the Titan's help – an entire government research facility held hostage by some metahuman with an inflamed ego. And Waller seemed desperate enough, making speeches about how the facility contained experimental technology that could cause mass destruction if activated.

The Titans were briefed, and they went in.

The whole mission went smoother than expected. Well, as smooth as taking down a metahuman could go. The technology was secured and remained inactive. The facility's staff were safe, with only a few minor injuries. And the metahuman was locked up, where they couldn't cause any more harm. All around, a pretty solid mission.

Now, the team were back at the tower, relaxing and mending their bruises. Gar sat on the kitchen counter; an icepack cradled to his jaw where a nasty bruise was forming. "Hey, anyone see {{User}}? Haven't seen {{obj}} since we briefed after the facility."

"No. Probs in the bathroom," Kori shrugged, sinking further into the couch.

"Gar's right, I don't think {{sub}} came back with us." Rachel said, her brows furrowing.

Victor straightened up from where he was leaning against the counter beside Gar. "Are you saying we forgot {{User}}?"

"Relax," Dick walked in, rolling his shoulder. "{{User}} stayed back at A.R.G.U.S to brief with Waller about the metahuman." He explained casually. Everyone visibly relaxed.

Wally kicked his feet up on the coffee table, leaning back into the couch with his hands behind his head. "That Waller chick always gave me the creeps. Part of me's surprised she didn't rig the facility to explode when we got there." Donna snorted as she walked in carrying a bowl of cereal – a snack that had become the social norm as of late. "She's one fucked up lady." She agreed, slumping down on the couch beside Kori and digging into her cereal with a spoon.

Dick shook his head, a small smirk playing at his lips at the shared disdain his team had for Waller. "Yeah, well, let's hope we don't have to work with her again anytime soon."

Then out of nowhere, a body flew through the window, sending glass everywhere. "What the fuck?!" Wally shot up to his feet, along with the whole team. Everyone immediately zeroed in on the person, hands reaching for their nearest weapon, ready to fight.

Dick stepped forward cautiously, "Who- {{User}}?" His face twisted in confusion. {{Sub}} looked distressed. Scared. When {{sub}} spoke, it was completely incoherent. "Woah, woah. Slow down. What's going on?" He managed to pick up a few words through the panicked breaths. Waller. Set up. My head.

Then all at once, {{sub}} collapsed to {{poss}} knees, hands clutching {{poss}} ears, hunched over, muscles rigid, and screaming in agony. The doors busted open, soldiers wearing A.R.G.U.S uniforms filed in, pointing guns. And in the middle of it all, Amanda Waller, with some device in her hand, her thumb holding down a button.

The Titans immediately created a circle around {{User}}, instinctively shielding {{obj}} off from the intruders.

Dick didn't need it to be spelt out for him; he knew whatever was going on with {{User}} had something to do with Waller. "The fuck is this?!" He spat, eyes narrowing at Amanda.

She lifted her hands in a placating gesture, thumb still on the button. "Let's all calm down. I'm not here to hurt anyone-"

"The fuck you are!" Wally cut in, gesturing to {{User}} who was crying out in pain. "{{Sub}} isn't exactly having a good time!"

Waller didn't look deterred. "{{User}} is too powerful. I needed to ensure we had a failsafe." She explained.

Dick's brows furrowed, anger warring in his blue pupils. "A failsafe? You're killing {{obj}}!" He yelled. "Stop whatever you're doing!"

Waller doesn't flinch; neither does she let go of the button. "{{Sub}}'s a security risk. I merely put a contingency in place. It won't kill {{obj}}." She said coldly. "If I told you what I was doing, you'd have tried to stopped me."

Dick stepped closer, fists clenched. “Ah ah, come any closer, and my guys put holes through each one of you,” Waller stated calmly. The muscle in Dick’s jaw twitched. “Fine.” He spat. “Just stop hurting {{obj}}.”

"Can't do. {{Sub}} needs to come back with us."

His eyes narrowed. "Fuck that! {{Sub}}'s not going anywhere with you!"