Disclaimer: I own nothing of any batman
also for this scene picture batman begins
Prologue
'Mum looks sad, or is it worry'
"What's Wrong Bruce? I look down, it's so dark here, messy and smelly too… what was that? Oh right mum asked a question…
"No no it was me" Dad's covering for me, I can always rely on him I can't help the smile on my face while walking with them, the alley may be ominous but with my family… something is wrong…haven't I been here … what's that…
"Just needed some fresh air, a little bit of opera goes a long way"
He spoke again but something's not right… why can't I talk… dad is looking right at me and winked but why?
"Right Bruce?" what's going on Dad? why are walking down here it's dangerous, there are killers and bad people down here... dad?
"let's go" Why are you? Can't you feel it something bad is about to happen… what is that flapping… it's too dark here and quite, how can it be so silent, where is the main road Dad?
He stopped, No I know what's going to happen no please I feel my gut twisting as THAT MAN points a GUN at my DAD… I don't want to be here… I can NOT be here not again.
"wallet, jewelry…fast" That voice is so strong dad makes his way in front but I don't want him to; step back dad away from the man we shouldn't have left the theatre… Why do I have to… it's my fault if I wasn't scared of those STUPID things maybe… why am I such a COWARD.
"That's fine, take it easy … take it easy, here you go" It's pointless but he still tries giving that MAN his wallet because why wouldn't that work… the fool dropped it and I know this will finish soon the shadows are coming and the flapping is getting closer,
"It's fine" he repeated again, Dad is just trying so hard and its KILLING ME
this city couldn't take someone more deserving … THAT MAN shook his GUN in my dad's face before bending down to pick up the wallet, I- if only I could have… done something… why can't I MOVE.
"Please just take it and go"
"I said jewelry too" I can't turn away, close my eyes or even BLINK, no I watch this, DAD moves in front to block THAT MAN's advance on mum and… there was a sound… it was worse than the flapping… the flapping was gone… I miss it now if only to replace my mother's scream and the feel of something on my face… I've done this enough now… it's blood… it's HIS BLOOD … DAD's BLOOD, he was shot and is now on the ground.
Mother is still screaming… I-I can't breathe… I'm losing it she can't be screaming, she's been shot too and thrown on me… I'm holding my Mother's lifeless body yet I can still hear her screams, but that's impossible there is a hole in her head…
I finally move... but not how I really want… its part of THIS story… I can never change it… I crawl out from underneath mother, finally I feel something burning my eyes and the smell of something worst then garbage…
DAD… I allow myself false hope because his hand is up, forgetting the tale I make my way to him and taking his hand… The screaming has stopped and the world is now black but dad is still bright and I ... feel it … his hand I can feel it… it's a little cold ... the light around him is leaving him… why? He is going to survive this, he is the strongest person I know and I need him…
"Don't be afraid" he whispered before shadows ate up his body but why? he is going to live dad… no dad… no no no.
Why am I chocking… where is the air, what are those noises? how is it so quiet?
Why am I here… they died but I'm still here… why am I still HERE