Why me?
I wanted to try this ok, don't judge please.
Disclaimer: I don't own thy characters yet I own thy story ye understand?
This story sets the day after Christmas, poor Bruce.
Chapter 1
He growled angrily. How could this have happened? How could he be so careless!? Every leaguer stared at him with eyes that showed pity and another thing. Some laughed at him and others tried to shut them up. He did a face-palm as he dragged it down. His blue eyes gleaming with anger. He tried to calm down; Le Fay said that if he stayed angry he would lose his memory quicker. He lost his cowl during the battle.
Diana and Flash sat next to him.
"I would've loved to be a kid, aren't you happy you're a kid again?" Flash smiled and he glared.
'No." He said coldly.
"Why are you rejecting childhood batman, what are you scared of?"
I'm scared of the pain, the misery, the weakness, the invulnerability, the truth, the lies, the teasing, the pity, and myself.
"Nothing." He scoffed. "I'm not one to be happy Diana."
"You should try it." Flash smiled.
He left and Diana was the only one left.
"Batman, why is being a kid so complicated?"
He let out a frustrated sigh. "It just is Princess, now can you leave me alone."
As soon as she left, others started to surround him. Some were teasing; some were asking if he was ok, others just wanted to bother him. After what seemed like five minutes, his anger blew up in his face.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE I'M FINE, I DON'T APPRECIATE THE TEASING OR BOTHERING SO JUST LEAVE ME ALO-!"
He stopped and stumbled back, some were snickering, others were asking him if he was alright, and some were slapping the ones laughing.
"Hey bat's quit the act." Green arrow said as soon as Batman fell back,
"Batman?" Canary asked crouching down next to him. "Bruce?"
He made no response no movement.
"He's not responding!" She yelled, as she shook him.
She looked for a pulse in his neck and found none.
"HE'S NOT BREATHING!"
Everyone's head snapped up, Zatanna jumped up looking for a pulse.
A tense minute passed before she felt his soft pulse. She sighed deeply wiping the upcoming tears.
"He's alright." She smiled softly.
His eyes fluttered open. His vision was blurry. His eyes snapped open as soon as he saw People surrounding him. He jumped up pushing them away from him, and looking around the room frantically.
"Bruce it's alright." Canary put a hand on his shoulder and he flinched back. He looked at her eyes as she gasped.
"Batman calm down you just stopped breathing for awhile." Flash said.
He looked around trying to remember where he was, and then he remembered. They were gone.
"BRUCE!"
Their dying screams rang in his head. They died yesterday. He started to laugh, everyone jumped back surprised. He fell to his knees and arms laughing as the tears streamed down his face.
"Bruce you scared us." Huntress screamed.
Everyone started to laugh; Bruce clutched his stomach in pain as he continued to laugh.
"Stop laughing Bruce is hyperventilating!" Zatanna yelled.
Everyone froze, as he suddenly stopped.
"He fainted take him to the medical bay Stat!" Canary yelled.
"Is he going to be alright?" Diana asked J'ohn.
"He should be fine Diana just give him time to rest." J'ohn looked at everyone. "If he faints again just as hard as he did the first time, there might not be a chance that he will awaken."
"What the fuck was that, Batman hyperventilates I don't think so." Booster said shaking his head.
"Maybe it's a kid reaction, although I never knew laughing could be part of hyperventilating." Beetle added.
"Actually there are three ways to hyperventilate, Breathing quickly, laughing uncontrollably, or crying." Flash said. "I learned that in high school."
"ANYWAYS; what, shocked me more were Bruce's eyes" Canary stated.
"Why?
"His eyes were…pale, lifeless, and well fragile."
"What do you mean by 'Fragile'?" Arrow asked.
"I mean like he didn't care what would happen, but if one more, bad thing would happen it would be over."
"That makes no sense canary."
"I know it doesn't it was confusing to look into his eyes like that, before he stumbled back his eyes were a darkish blue filled with anger."
"Let's go talk in the cafeteria so J'ohn and Diana can have some space.
They all nodded and left as well as J'ohn who was informed that Diana was taking the shift.
She stared thru the pexiglass looking at the boy on the bed.
-With Bruce-
(Bold Dreams, italicized=thoughts, regular=regular)
"You did this to us Bruce, Why?" She stood up with blood oozing out of her wounds.
"I-I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to be afraid, I-it was a mistake." I cried wrapping my arms around myself.
"A MISTAKE!" He boomed with blood spilling out of his mouth. "You we're the mistake not the play, you were the one who did this."
"No, NO I didn't I-."
"You what, you didn't save us Bruce you didn't help us."
"But I-I'm only a-."
"A disgrace a murderer, what are you Bruce."
"I-I."
"You could have saved us Bruce; you are supposed to be a detective, remember." Her voice taunted me.
"But I'm only a kid."
He was desperately clawing the sheets bringing it above his head, hot tears streamed down his face. Small quick sobs escaped his lips as he tossed and turned within the bed.
"Do you want to feel the pain, Bruce?" She asked angrily. "The pain you gave us!"
"N-No please I'll fix it I promise." I cried.
"Too late for that Bruce." He yelled.
I felt the searing pain within my lungs and an aching non-stop pain in my head. I screamed desperately trying to rid the sudden pain. They laughed.
'All those years were fake, they didn't love me, and they didn't care.'
He let out a small helpless scream.
I looked up and saw Alfred and my best friend Rachel in the same state as my parents.
"You killed us." They're haunting voices surrounded me.
"No I-I didn't, I Swear!" I desperately yelled.
My hands were red, red with their blood along with the gun in my hand.
"You killed us Bruce." They continued going into a painful screech.
"No." I yelled.
'You killed us."
"NO!"
"You killed us!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled, jolting himself awake.
He looked around, it was a medical room. He shivered as he could still feel their cold lifeless hands surround him before he woke up. He was breathing rapidly; his breathe matching the beat of his heart.
He brought his knees to his face, and cried. It was never going to go away, the pain, that aching feeling in his broken heart was going to stay the same no matter how hard he tried to push it away.
"Why?" He asked.
He looked at his hands which were gloved; He took one off and saw a clear clean young hand. He put the glove back on with ease and stared up at the ceiling before wiping his tears away.
He heard the door open, but made no signs of looking at the person. They placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, and his head jerked up. She smiled a sad smile at him. What did she have to lose; she didn't lose her parents in front of her eyes.
"Bruce, are you ok?" her eyes pleaded to know the answer.
He turned away from her not responding to her question.
"Bruce, look at me please, I don't mean to intrude."
He didn't make a movement to look at her; his eyes were still red from crying.
"Fine Bruce, but do you want me to get you anything."
He thought for a moment.
"A-a pencil a-and a few p-papers p-please." He knew he sounded pathetic but couldn't keep his voice to sound straight.
She nodded at him and left for the supplies. He was hoping the utensils were here so he wouldn't have to be alone. As soon as she came back with the stack of papers and a couple of other drawing materials he went to work.
She left.
Alfred had told him whenever he had something on his mind to draw it on paper, to never remember it again or to cherish it deeply.
But somehow he knew that this wasn't going to go away, this was going to haunt him forever.
First, thing was first he was drawing him and his parents before the traumatizing incident. He drew them, His father smiling and his mother laughing, and he was smiling a smile that showed no pain.
She found him a box of crayons and a couple of outlining markers, how convenient. He colored them in, her mother's long black hair and her Light blue eyes, her lips colored with a soft red. She was tan as well as himself and his father. His father's hair was turning a slight gray as well as his moustache, His light brown eyes matched with his complexion. He had her Black hair and Blue bright eyes with a small hint of brown. His mouth rounded into a fairly large smile.
Her clothes were a soft purple, while his father's was a dark brown coat and a pure black T-shirt. Bruce wore a black sweater with a pure black T-shirt as well.
He set the picture aside and got to work with the nightmare that still flashed horribly in his mind. He drew himself on the ground backing up into a corner, looking up with tears and horror in his eyes. His mouth opened into a gap as if he were screaming. His hair was slightly crazy and his clothes were torn. You could only see half his face as the ghosts surrounded him.
First it was her, her eye-sockets hollow and red with blood oozing out an evil looking smile captured the horror like moment. She was floating above the ground her purple clothing smothered with blood and her hair a mixture of Black matted down with the red blood. One hand reaching out as if to grab him, her hand looked soft but her nails curved slightly.
His father was next, floating next to her with a bloodied smile on his face; he too had no eyes and blood matted down his hair. But he had his arms crossed across his chest showing the bullet wound in his stomach. You couldn't see the wound on his or her head but the blood oozing out made it slightly noticeable.
Next was Alfred, a crooked smile on his face, he had bloodshot eyes as blood trickled down his forehead, he had only one arm and his stomach was open wide to see all the intestines. You saw the bullet wounds on his legs and arms, with an exceptional scratch or burn.
He wanted to stop this drawing to make the pain go away a different way. He knew he couldn't he still had one more person to draw.
She was smaller than the rest, his best friend Rachel. She had dark brown hair matted with all the blood possible. A frown on her face as blood trickled down one side, her eyes hidden by her bangs. You could see the hatred radiating from her as she looked as if she wanted to strangle him. Her hands turned into fist as blood continued to drop. Her legs made the motion of charging.
All four of them had been colored lightly and soft to make the appearance of ghost, except for him, he was colored slightly darker and still had the color of his skin while they were skin was pure white besides the blood.
He colored it in and put it aside, upside down. He wrote NIGHTMARE, in red almost blood-like color.
As soon as he put the crayon down, the main six had walked in looking at him with curiosity.
"Bruce do you remember us?" Superman asked.
He shook his head in a small motion, as the others looked at each other worriedly.
"I'm Superman, She's Diana, That's Shayera, he's Green Lantern, He's Flash and he's J'ohn okay." He pointed at each of them.
Bruce nodded.
"What's with the paper?" Flash asked.
"A l-little project." Bruce responded softly.
"Can we see these two pictures?" Superman asked.
"Yes but n-not the one that says n-nightmare, you'll get s-scared." He said, his soft black hair covering his eyes.
"Don't worry we've seen a lot scarier, this will be alright." Shayera smirked.
"Not this scary." He said without stuttering. "It's called a nightmare for a reason."
"Alright let's see this one." Diana smiled and looked at the one of Bruce and his parents.
She noticed that it really looked like a picture, as if it were from a camera. The only reason you could tell it was drawn was because of the crayon markings.
"Wow Bruce you got talent." Green lantern smiled.
"Thanks." He still didn't smile or give his Bat-smirk or anything.
He just frowned.
"Why the long face?" Flash asked.
"The nightmare, it burns." Bruce mumbled.
"How can a nightmare burn?" Diana asked.
"He means that it's painful and it can't get out of his mind." J'ohn said.
"Oh, Bruce may I see your nightmare picture?" Diana asked.
"Please don't." He whispered shocking everyone. "The picture is horrible you wouldn't want to see it."
"Bruce we've seen terrible things before, how is this more petrifying that what I've seen?" She asked then quickly added. "Not to be offensive."
He looked at her straight in the eye; his now faded eyes looked at her with a mixture of worry and horror.
"Because what goes on in my head is now dark, terrifying and traumatizing." He said. "You haven't seen the things I've seen, you don't know what it's like to be afraid, and if you look at this picture…"
He trailed off, the continued after a brief pause.
"This Picture wasn't meant to be seen by others who don't understand, you may look, but don't go all crazy, I warned you."
She gulped slightly and daringly looked at the picture.
Horror filled her now widened eyes. A hand cupped her mouth as she dropped the picture. Everyone stared at her in disbelief, as she stared at Bruce.
"I warned you, I'm sorry." He whispered again.
Flash picked it up as it laid face down on the floor.
"Don't look at the picture, I've never seen so much detail, and-and utterly disturbing people." Diana said then turned to Bruce pulling him into a tight hug. "Oh Bruce, you must be terrified."
Tears welded into his eyes as he choked on a sob. He covered his face with his hands and started to talk. It was slightly muffled but they understood it.
"I-it just happened yesterday, b-but it feel as if it the h-horror went on f-forever."
Flash looked at him and back at the picture which was still unknown to them.
"We're heroes we shouldn't be afraid." Flash mumbled before turning the picture for all to see including him. Bruce and Diana closed their eyes tightly as a horror-like silence filled the room.
"That's just…" Flash's voice squeaked. "I-I never knew a child could have such and imagination."
"Me neither." Shayera agreed.
"Bruce would you like anything to eat." Superman asked ignoring the picture.
"No thank you." He said hugging Diana as she hugged back.
"Get some rest Bruce." J'ohn said as they walked out.
Diana was about to leave too but Bruce held her back.
"Please don't leave me, I'm scared." He whispered.
"Bruce you have nothing to be afraid of, this place has a well armed security system no one can get in."
"The nightmares can." He said trying not to sob as tears dropped down his face.
She looked at his face, he was really petrified. She couldn't leave him alone; her mother would do the same to her when she got scared.
"Alright Bruce I'll stay the night."
"Thank you." He gave her a weak smile that broke her heart even further.
He still tried to make sure she was ok. So she was going to do the same.
She scooped him up in her arms and sat down on the bed. She rocked him gently and started to sing a small lullaby that she had heard on television once. Thank Wally for that.
"You are my Sunshine
My only Sunshine
you make me happy
When skies are grey
you'll never know, dear,
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
The other night, dear,
as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
when I awoke, dear,
I was mistaken
and I hung my head and cried."
His head turned in curiosity, so she lightly rubbed his back to calm him down. He calmed and she continued.
"You are my Sunshine
My only Sunshine
you make me happy
When skies are grey
you'll never know, dear,
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
I'll always love you
and make you happy
if you will only stay the same
but if you leave me
to love another
you'll regret it all some day
You are my Sunshine
My only Sunshine
you make me happy
When skies are grey
you'll never know, dear,
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away."
He yawned softly, and his eye lids dripped down into a sleeping posture. He snuggled in deeper, and she just smiled as she continued to sing.
She started to sing softer for the last two stanzas
"You are my Sunshine
My only Sunshine
you make me happy
When skies are grey
you'll never know, dear,
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Please don't take my sunshine away."
She whispered the last line and before she knew it his soft snores filled the air. She moved his bangs away from his eyes, showing his innocent face. She smiled and yawned. Leaning on the wall she too found herself victim to sleep from the soft lullaby.
"I'm serious guys that, wasn't normal, for Bats to just too-to be like that!" Booster yelled.
"Ya we know Booster but why was he acting like that?" Beetle said.
"Hey what are you guys talking about?" Flash asked walking over to them. Wait Walking?!
"Why Batman just freaked out in front of everyone." Arrow said.
"Oh that." Flash rubbed behind his head. "Maybe he was scared."
"Batman scared HA over my dead body." Booster smiled.
"I'm serious!" Flash snapped. "He lost his memory so that's why he lost his pulse for a while and freaked out on 'stage'."
They're heads shot up to the now slightly angry Flash.
"He lost his memory!" Beetle said.
"yes he did you can even ask Diana, or Superman." Flash said.
"So when you guys went into the medical bay, what did you see in their?" Arrow asked.
The only part of Flash's skin turned pale, and the others got the memo. It was something terrible.
"A picture he drew." Flash squeaked slightly.
"A Picture, you got to be kidding me!" Beetle almost yelled.
"I'm not kidding, that picture it was so disturbing and disgusting, and if you ask Shayera she would say the same thing." Flash looked up at the clock. "I got to go I have monitor duty."
They all stood quiet for a while. Shayera walked up to them, how convienent.
"Are you guys alright?" She asked as they snapped back to reality.
"Ya but can I ask you a question."
"Shoot arrow, Not literally though." Shayera said making sure he didn't shoot out his arrows like last time.
"That was only once." He said sarcastically. "Anyways, have you seen any pictures lately that freaked you out?"
"No."
"Not pictures around the world I mean a picture Bruce drew."
"N-." She stopped as she remembered the picture, her skin almost turned white. "I-I got to go, bye."
Each looked at each other with worry, it was true.
Well did you like it hope you did I know I have others to finish but I just don't want to continue Green (Rewrite) anymore unless I get reviews or something begging for me to continue. I'm sorry if the picture was too gruesome or not gruesome enough. See you peoples later
-Masked Maiden OUT!