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Maybe he's hallucinating, but it felt so real. Maybe he's dreaming, then why does it hurt so bad? Can dream hurt you this much? Whatever it is, he refuse to believe it. His parent just died and as an 8 year old, that can't be true, he's supposed to have more time with them. Is he not?

"Yeah, it was an accident" the police scribbled away on his notepad, shaking his head while taking a cigarette. Blowing cloud of smoke in the cold dark air, in the cruel dark city, in the cruel dark world. "Something about wire and everything"

"It was a sabotage" Dick tried to tell them all. "It was a sabotage" but who would believe an 8 year old?

"Richard Grayson?" A woman, tall and sharp looking, asked him. Without any confirmation from the boy she move on to her next sentence. "You'll have to come with me" she said in an annoyed tone, like she has done this a thousand time. Maybe she had.

Well it's not like he's happy about this too. Dick knew that the circus can't keep him. They told him something about the social child care cannot let them keep him. He didn't put up much resistance for it. He doesn't have the energy anymore.

"This must be difficult for you, but you will get through this" The woman said like she is repeating the exact word out of a guidebook titled How to deal with a new parentless child. Dick kept on looking outside, the rain has stain the window, the woman has been cursing about it the whole ride; she's been complaining that she just wash this car. "Weather forecast got one job" she muttered then while he kept on not caring.

The circus said that he'll live in a nice orphanage, filled with the other kids. He'll have fun and he'll forget them soon enough. But it was nothing like they have said to Dick, except the part with the other kids. This is not even an orphanage, it's more like the Juvie.

"You got a room, Derek?" The officer grin smugly "You think this is a hotel or something, Luna?" so that's her name. She did introduce herself when they met but Dick wasn't really paying attention.

"Whatever, Derek. Just answer my question!" Luna said, itching to get away as fast as possible and Dick can't believe that he want Luna to whisk him away with her too. "Yeah, I got a room"

"Okay," she nod than turn to Dick "Richard, this is Derek, he'll show you to where you'll be staying. Have a good rest" not even a goodbye is let out of her mouth, she just go straight to the door and head home.

Derek give a snort "She's a busy girl. Too busy to cash in her paycheck" he give a booming loud that Dick is sure, much louder than Zeus' thunders.

Derek give him some cloth for him to change and some toiletries "Oh come on, Kid. Lighten up!" he pat Dick on his shoulder or hit him…before he gesture for Dick to follow him. Derek lead him into the hallway and it look so depressing and violence, a contrast to the circus atmosphere. Then he stop, opening the door lock to one of the room and shove Dick inside.

"You two get along!" Derek warn them before locking the door.

There's a boy in his room. He looks 6 years older than him and he has stitches on his forehead, a frown on his face and a scrunched up eyebrows. He didn't even give Dick a look, he just stares at the white wall with his bloodshot eyes. "You'll get the top, don't touch anything that is mine and don't make noises!" he hissed at him.

Dick decided that he doesn't want to mess with this guy and he hurriedly go on the top bunker. He can touch the ceiling from the top bunker bed and he feel so confine.

He remember when Raya, Raymond, Zane and him were allowed to have a sleepover inside the big tent. They were sleeping on the exact spot his parent has feel to a sickening crunch. He had let his hand up then, trying to reach the ceiling. But he was 6, his hand are not like rubber band and the ceiling are just so…so high but he wanted to touch them still, to feel the fabric under his fingers.

The tent was large enough, filled with so much space, Dick thought it's too large but he still want it to keep getting larger still. The room is small enough, filled with enough space for two, but he still want it to keep getting smaller, so he could get squeeze to death or something.

FUN FACT: Raya, Raymond and Zane are real characters by DC (New 52). And they all be traitors. :))))))