Alrighty, so here is my second attempt at writing a Teen Titans Fanfiction. This time it's about Robin's life and how he becomes evil. Hope you like it!
Running away to the circus – it's something most kids can only dream of. I, however, get to live that fantasy.
I was born into the circus: both my parents are what performers call aerialists, but most people just say acrobats. The Flying Graysons. They're considered the best acts in the C.C. Haly and Norton Bros. Circus; they even perform every trick without a safety net to add to the excitement. I'm the newest member of the group, but I pretty much just help them prepare at this point.
It was the circus's first day in the city of Gotham, New York. The city seemed dark and gloomy, but the circus's bright colors and entertainment seemed to brighten up the city. My parents had just left to do their act when I heard two low voices outside.
"Listen, while you're here do you want protection from us, or not?" a voice demanded.
"Li-listen Zucco, I mean Boss, I can't afford pro-protection right now. Hard times, bad economy, you understand…" another voice responded, trailing off at the end. I knew that voice; it was C.C. Haly – the owner of the circus. His usual jovial, confident manner had disappeared, being taken over by a more timid and fearful personality. I had no idea who C.C. could be talking to that could change the man I knew so well that much.
The other man laughed grimly. "Well then, you better hope nothing happens to your beloved circus performers, Mr. Haly" With that, the man lumbered away, still laughing. C.C. looked terrified, but I had no idea what to do to help him. The best option would probably be to talk to my parents, John and Mary Grayson, so I snuck over to the small performer's entrance to the big tent.
The lights inside were dark, but a spotlight suddenly appeared, illuminating two figures high up in the air. My parents were just about to start their act. They walked out together, and then time seemed to slow. The rope suddenly snapped and both silhouettes plummeted downward, their screams piercing the air. I ran out in horror, crying out for my parents.
As the spectators slowly realized this was not part of the act they began to stand and scream too. But nothing could stop their descent as my parents hit the ground with a sickening thud and everything went black.
I woke up with a pounding headache and saw the familiar location of my bedroom in the circus. Recalling my nightmare, I ran outside, and seeing C.C, I sped toward him. For some reason, he was talking to the police.
As I got closer, I heard the end of their conversation, but didn't really pay attention. "…. found acid on the tightrope" the police officer finished before he glanced down at me. "Is this?" he trailed off, looking at C.C. He nodded slowly, looking at me with somber eyes. I looked up in confusion at them. "Can you give us a moment?" C.C. asked the officer, who quietly turned around and walked away.
"I'm sorry Dick. There's no way they could have survived that fall" he told me, with tears in his eyes. It suddenly hit me: my nightmare wasn't a dream; it was reality. My parents were dead, and I was alone in the world. No parents, no siblings, no relatives of any kind. Totally alone.
C.C. was still talking, but I was too lost in my grief to pay attention. "Was it the guy?" I asked suddenly, looking up at C.C. "He said the rope was sabotaged. Was it Boss Zucco?" He looked surprised, before he regained his composure and answered. "I don't Dick, I don't know." I couldn't think of anyone else to blame, and so I vowed then and there that I would find this Boss Zucco and avenge my parents.
"I know it's sudden, but there's someone here to see you Dick, a Mr. Bruce Wayne. He's interested in taking you in, so you have somewhere to live." C.C. told me. He smiled slightly, "He's a classic rich guy. You'll be better off there than you are here." I just nodded, not knowing how to function normally anymore.
At that moment, I saw a limo pull up to the entrance to the circus. I quickly ran into my room. I grabbed few of my possessions, just some items to help me remember my parents. Walked slowly toward the door, I turned around momentarily, looking at my old life. Slowly, I turned around, wiping a tear from my eye, and walked outside.
A man in a suit was waiting for me. He just looked at me, no smile present on his serious face. "Richard Grayson, I presume" he asked my, putting his hand out. I shook it silently as he continued. "I'm sure Mr. Haly has told you something about me. My name is Bruce Wayne. I saw the tragedy that occurred earlier with your parents. You have my deepest condolences. I realize it's still recent, but I was wondering if you would be interested in becoming my legal ward." I had no idea what most of that meant, but C.C. trusted him, so I had to.
I looked up at him, "Of course Mr. Wayne."
He nodded again, "Very well, Richard. Follow me please." Before I left, Mr. Haly gave me a quick hug and then I turned around, following the business man to his limo. As the car sped away, I watched the circus, my home, disappear into the distance. I knew my life had been forever changed and the normal predictability was gone. There was no way I could anticipate whatever was going to happen now; I was at the mercy of Mr. Wayne.
So, that's it for now! Hope you liked it and I'll try to post another chapter soon. This was all pretty much standard with the real history of Robin, but it'll change next chapter. Please review!