Chapter 1
When Jason woke up, he felt like something was odd. The room he was in didn't smell like his apartment and he heard the steady beeping of a heart monitor next to his bed. Slowly he opened his eyes. Ok this was definitely not his apartment or somewhere else he recognize. How did he get here, and even more important, where exactly is here? It looked like he was in some kind of hospital or medical bay, wait. "Shit", he muttered to himself. his mask was gone, that means that whoever brought him here knew now what he looked like. If Bruce found out about this, he would have his head for it.
"In this business your identity has to be your most guarded secret, otherwise yourself and the people you care about will always be in great danger", Bruce told him many years ago, when he still was Robin and live was easy.
"Sorry to disappoint you again, old man"
In one corner of the room the young vigilante noticed his clothes, neatly folded on a chair. He pulled the cables which connected him to the monitor off and made his way to the chair. When he put on his leatherjacket he noticed that most of his gear was gone. Where was his fucking stuff? Not only his guns were missing, but also his helmet and the other things that he stored in his jacked. Hectically he searched his other clothes, hopping that his kidnappers had not taken all of his stuff. At least luck was partly on his side today. He found his domino mask, the knife Talia gave him, his grappling hook and two smoke bombes. It wasn't much, but he would be able to work with it.
Jason put on his mask and stashed his remaining gear back in their places when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching. There wasn't much time for planning what to do, so he did the first best thing that came to his mind; hiding next to the door and ambush whoever comes trough said door. Not his best plan, but in his defense there wasn't much else he could have done in what little time he had.
When the door opened, a tall, blond guy entered the room. The man was probably in his early to middle 30s and was dressed like he came directly out of one of this old, boring films from the 50s Alfred loved to watch. He loved the butler, but his taste in movies was as boring as Demon spawn was short. Jason had to make sure not to chuckle when that thought crossed his mind.
He forced his mind back into the present and waited for the man to walk further into the room, so that he could slip out the door without him noticing. The teenager found himself now in a hallway, to his right was a dead end so his only option was going left. He had to move fast bevor-
"Hey, where do you think you are going, son?", the blond guy stood behind him and didn't look the slightest amused about Jasons attempted escape.
"You know, just going for a walk", The teen replied before he sucker punched him in in the face and swept his feet away before making a dash for the hallway. It wasn't long until the guy got to his feet again and stared to chase the young vigilant down. He pulled a communicator out of his pocked: "Natasha, Clint the kid escaped and is now running down the east corridor. I need backup immediately before we lose him!"
Not even a second later a female voice could be heard out of the communicator which said that they were on their way.
In the meantime Jason was still running away, he opened the next door and found himself in a staircase, when he heard two voices from downstairs and the footsteps of the blond man behind him, he had no other choice than going upstairs. The three pursuers were still on his heels and shouted at him to stop.
"You wish", the hero in red thought.
By now he had reached the top floor and pushed open the hopefully last door that stood between him and freedom. When he stumbled out onto the open roof, he was confused for a moment. This clearly wasn't Gotham. Wait, gigantic rectangle formed park, two rivers and a building that looked suspiciously like the Empire State Building.
"How the fucking hell did I end up in New York City? For how long was I out-", Jason got interrupted again, this time because the blond dude took advantage of the situation that the boy was distracted. He Tackled Jason to the ground, but the young hero recovered fast from his shock and pushed the older man off of him, rose to his feet and got into a fighting stance, ready to kick the assess of all three of his followers if necessary.
In the meantime the other two, a guy with a bow and arrows and a red headed woman, made it to the roof.
"We are not here to hurt you, we just want to talk", the blonde tried to reason.
Jason just chuckled: "You should have thought about that before you tackled me down, then your bullshit would be at least a little convincing"
He glared over his shoulder and shuffled closer to the edge of the roof.
"Step away from the ledge, boy", the red head said, "You gonna get yourself killed"
"You know I really appreciated your hospitality, but I think its time for me to go", the teenager said while suptelly reaching for a smoke bomb and his grappling hook.
"Step away from the ledge, I wouldn't say it again!", the red head stated again.
"Wanna bet, Ginger?"
With this words he threw the smoke bomb on the ground and jumped off the building just moments later. The three adults raced to the edge, ready to see the young vigilant falling to his death, but when they looked over the edge, they saw nothing.