The_Wing_Ding
Batman and Robin Pt.12-Beautiful Lie
Oh man, what the heck happened to me, oh…right Harvey, that…does man really fit him as an adjective. Man I gotta talk to Bruce and Alfie.
“Hey Alfie, you out there!” in a couple moments he was by my bedside.
“Master Grayson, how are you feeling?” he asks in a comforting, reassuring voice, the kind that you have from having to take care of a rather emotional young boy.
“I’m feeling alright Alfred, so, am I fine, or anything else happen to me?” lord I’m worried, what happened to me, will I be okay, man, I’m shaken up like the Joker’s mind, I mean I’ve never faced him, but I’ve heard stories, stories that Bruce told me, he said he was saving the first encounter for a special time.
“So, does Bruce want to see me?” I ask, the afternoon light peers into my room, dust rather visible from the rays of light, looking outside I see the nice grass, tall trees that have stood for plenty of fruitful years, I see a birds nest on a tree nearby, a mother bird swoops down, most likely with food for its children, things can be beautiful.
“Are you, still enjoying life, or would you like to see Master Bruce?” I chuckle, while that was probably referencing me gazing off onto the yard, I guess it could have been interpreted in other ways.
“Alright, I’m ready to talk to him, you think he’ll still want me around…after my failure” I try to hide my head in shame, and memories flood, Deathstroke, Harvey’s goons, and the bat, that dammed bat, but worst of all, Watkin’s death.
“Master Grayson, I believe that Bruce will always want you around, you mix well with him” we set the time on the clock and it opens up, we go down the long flight of stairs and end up in the cave.
“Hello, Bruce” man I’m really nervous, what will he say to me. He stands by the medical bay, I see something in a glass case, built into the wall, then I recognize it, my suit. I walk over to his left side, and gaze into the case.
“So, can we get to taking this thing out?” I ask, cheerfully, hopefully raising the spirits a bit.
“No, not right now” he pauses for a moment, deeply gazing into the suit.
“And never again” these words shatter my reality, lord I know I thought of this while waking up and walking down here, but I never imagined how bad it would be to hear that, my dreams, and soul crushed with the fact that I can’t do what I love anymore, no more Robin, no late nights patrolling with Bruce, no more bringing bad people to justice, and giving them help, it’s all over.
“But, BUT WHY!” my voice begins to raise, anger and sadness fill me, I feel betrayed, before he can speak I snap at him.
“I’M YOUR PARTNER, YOU SAID IT YOURSELF, I MADE AN OATH AND WE WORK TOGETHER, WE ARE PARTERS, JUST BECAUSE I WAS BEATEN DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD DO THIS!” his face doesn’t change, I hope he feels bad though, he should know that this would hurt my feelings, and he doesn’t even care to tell me himself.
“Dick, I care for you, you’re a good kid, the best I have, and I think you deserve what’s best for you, live your life normally, and to the fullest, this is my crusade, not yours” he tries to look away, but his eyes are fixated on me, every once and a while peaking at the case.
“Bruce, if that’s how you want it then fine, I won’t speak of this again, but just know, I’ll carry this in my heart forever” I walk upstairs, angrily, once I’m half way up I begin to sprint to my room, and hop on my bed, I caused an innocent man’s death, was nearly beaten to death, and nearly caused another man to die, I think it’s time for me, to head out.
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I forgot to make this public for an hour, amateur mistake, anyways hope you guys enjoyed this, i tried to convey as much emotion as possible in this.
Batman and Robin Pt.12-Beautiful Lie
Oh man, what the heck happened to me, oh…right Harvey, that…does man really fit him as an adjective. Man I gotta talk to Bruce and Alfie.
“Hey Alfie, you out there!” in a couple moments he was by my bedside.
“Master Grayson, how are you feeling?” he asks in a comforting, reassuring voice, the kind that you have from having to take care of a rather emotional young boy.
“I’m feeling alright Alfred, so, am I fine, or anything else happen to me?” lord I’m worried, what happened to me, will I be okay, man, I’m shaken up like the Joker’s mind, I mean I’ve never faced him, but I’ve heard stories, stories that Bruce told me, he said he was saving the first encounter for a special time.
“So, does Bruce want to see me?” I ask, the afternoon light peers into my room, dust rather visible from the rays of light, looking outside I see the nice grass, tall trees that have stood for plenty of fruitful years, I see a birds nest on a tree nearby, a mother bird swoops down, most likely with food for its children, things can be beautiful.
“Are you, still enjoying life, or would you like to see Master Bruce?” I chuckle, while that was probably referencing me gazing off onto the yard, I guess it could have been interpreted in other ways.
“Alright, I’m ready to talk to him, you think he’ll still want me around…after my failure” I try to hide my head in shame, and memories flood, Deathstroke, Harvey’s goons, and the bat, that dammed bat, but worst of all, Watkin’s death.
“Master Grayson, I believe that Bruce will always want you around, you mix well with him” we set the time on the clock and it opens up, we go down the long flight of stairs and end up in the cave.
“Hello, Bruce” man I’m really nervous, what will he say to me. He stands by the medical bay, I see something in a glass case, built into the wall, then I recognize it, my suit. I walk over to his left side, and gaze into the case.
“So, can we get to taking this thing out?” I ask, cheerfully, hopefully raising the spirits a bit.
“No, not right now” he pauses for a moment, deeply gazing into the suit.
“And never again” these words shatter my reality, lord I know I thought of this while waking up and walking down here, but I never imagined how bad it would be to hear that, my dreams, and soul crushed with the fact that I can’t do what I love anymore, no more Robin, no late nights patrolling with Bruce, no more bringing bad people to justice, and giving them help, it’s all over.
“But, BUT WHY!” my voice begins to raise, anger and sadness fill me, I feel betrayed, before he can speak I snap at him.
“I’M YOUR PARTNER, YOU SAID IT YOURSELF, I MADE AN OATH AND WE WORK TOGETHER, WE ARE PARTERS, JUST BECAUSE I WAS BEATEN DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD DO THIS!” his face doesn’t change, I hope he feels bad though, he should know that this would hurt my feelings, and he doesn’t even care to tell me himself.
“Dick, I care for you, you’re a good kid, the best I have, and I think you deserve what’s best for you, live your life normally, and to the fullest, this is my crusade, not yours” he tries to look away, but his eyes are fixated on me, every once and a while peaking at the case.
“Bruce, if that’s how you want it then fine, I won’t speak of this again, but just know, I’ll carry this in my heart forever” I walk upstairs, angrily, once I’m half way up I begin to sprint to my room, and hop on my bed, I caused an innocent man’s death, was nearly beaten to death, and nearly caused another man to die, I think it’s time for me, to head out.
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I forgot to make this public for an hour, amateur mistake, anyways hope you guys enjoyed this, i tried to convey as much emotion as possible in this.