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Puzzled - I'm Still Working On The Name
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    Time 1h 21m
Ongoing, First published May 21
The batbros (Dick, Jason, Tim and Damien) head out on patrol together for family bonding time. But it isn't the fun night punching bad guys they thought it would be. Instead, they run into Riddler. 

Dick is hurt and no one knows. 

Jason is claustrophobic. 

Damien has adopted a cat. 

Tim is done with family bonding time.

They need to contact Batman for help, but first they need to find their way it out of this God dammed maze!

(Also ages are -
Dick: 22
Jason: 20
Tim: 18
Damien: 10

Ik big age gap, it's just how I see them. 
This follows no exact storyline you can read it how you want but there's no young justice involvement sorry )

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, nor do I own the cover picture. 

This is an estimated 10-12 part story. Subject to change.

Nope, now it's at least 16 parts. Enjoy
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2 parts Complete

"I needed to protect you," he muttered, rocking slowly back and forth. 'A finger trailed down his cheek, nails scratching lightly across his skin.' "Don't let them touch you, Jason." He shivered, shying away from the whispers of skin still ruining him. "Don't let them-" Breathing hurt. His cuffed fingers clenched around the pipe, coldness seeping into his skin. His head was ringing. Something touched his leg again. He jerked so hard his whole body slammed into the wall. 'Don't touch me.' Or: An infiltration mission goes south and Dick is confronted with memories long-buried; of fleeting touches and warm skin, cold rain and broken friendships.