Megs: This was a story idea I had a while OC Alexandra Mary Grayson, better known as Alex, is Robin's twin sister. I don't want to keep you here. Read. Review. Favorite. Subscribe.
~Baby Bats Chapter One: The Unexpected ~Mary Grayson's POV (the mother)~
"Mamica, Alex took the aparatul foto[1]." Dick whined, his seven and a half year old body tightening its hold on his mom's leg.
"Alexandra, that's not nice, give him back the ca-mer-a." I said, enunciating the English word for their memory. Then she went back to training with her husband for their next performance in Gotham, which would be the next morning. From her view, everything would be fine, even Alex gave Dick back the camera, and she would usually just run away with it. So what was the problem today?
I think it was Mr. Zucco... She told me that he just made her want to run to the nearest safe haven when she caught a glimpse of him. He was a monster and anyone could see that. Alex stopped her pull-ups for a second. What if Mr. Zucco comes here? Monsters around my children? Never, not in a million years, I would die before that ever happened. Then, both of my kids flipped over to me, doing things on the border of Olympic-Style.
"Hey mom, where's dad? We wanna make a video." They chorused together, their blue eyes, which put the ocean and sky to shame, stared up at her. I had no other choice, but to comply.
"All right," I said pulling both of them close. "John!" I yelled, smiling unexpectingly at the sight of him.
"Mary is something wrong?" He asked, looking over towards me to make sure I was ok.
"No, Dick and Alex want to video a practice. Do you mind?" Never wanting to disappoint, John was already climbing the ladder and I followed suit. While at the top, you could everything, even the two little kids watching, waiting for the "show" to begin.
"Baby birds, are you coming or what?" John said. They turned on the camera, made sure it was recording and ran up.
~Dick Grayson's POV~
"Mommy, we're flying!" I squealed, loving the rush of wind and air all around them. Alex and I left the camera making sure it would record everything. After a whole lot of flips and tricks, Alex was on Mom's side and Dad was on my side.
"Tomorrow we have to do one of our hardest tricks, remember?" Mom said.
"Yeah, Mamica will take my hand and Taticul will take Alex's hand when you both jump." I said proudly. Then Mr. Haley came in, walking towards the ladder.
"Grayson's, I need your assistance." He said. Mom and Dad were down quickly. Alex and I soon came down and Alex grabbed the camera. She kept it on and we followed mom and dad quietly until they went inside the big top. There was a man inside and he looked… scary. I opened my mouth to call mom back, but Alex pinched me on the arm.
"Ow!" I said, rubbing the tender spot. I glared at her.
"Ce facem[2]?" I said, after I stopped glaring at her.
"Avem nevoie pentru a ascunde[3]." She said after deliberation. We ran to one of the benches and hid behind it.
"If you think you can say no to me, you're wrong!" The man in black said. He looked so scary. What if he hurts mom? Then he started talking fast. I did not understand a thing.
"Ce[4]?" I asked Alex. She shushed me.
"English only, they'll hear the difference and find us… They want money, and… they will get it anyway they can. This is their last warning." The men left, and everything was quiet.
"What do we do, now?" I asked Alex. She did not answer, so I pushed her. "Talk to me."
"I don't see mom or dad anymore, because you-she poked my forehead- distracted me." Then we heard a familiar sound behind us.
"Well first both of you can tell me why you're hiding there." A voice said. We had been found. We both stood up, bowing our heads slightly.
"Sorry, Mamica, we just wanted to know what was going on. He was really… loud." Alex winced, rubbing her temples hard. Then she took some pills the doctor gave her. Alex has some brain disease called…. Hyperthymestic disorder. She can remember everything she has ever seen, heard, smelled, read… anything. The doctor said that one painful memory could give her a long-term coma, depending on how long she goes without the pills. Mom put her hands on Alex's shoulders, ready to bring her to sleep.
"I'm going to be fine mom, but I won't be if something happens to you," she said, walking to our trailer while we trailed her. She was holding the camera, letting it swing when she turned back to look at us.
"I read a book about that; human behavior depends on your reaction to things around you and he reacted badly." She said, using her brain and high IQ to do the talking for her. "Be careful if you ever see him again."
"Alright, let's just go to sleep." Mom said. The night was filled with mom's lullabies. In the morning, we woke up to our mother's loving voice.
"It's time to get changed, copil[5]." Mamica said, walking outside of the trailer.
"Mmhmm." Alex said, turning back into bed. I just put on my leotard, and dragged Alex to her clothes. She changed out of spite. Then she screamed a glass-breaking scream that actually punctured the mirror that Mom uses for makeup. Alex slumped to her knees and started staring.
"What happened, what happened?" I asked, running over to her and sitting down.
"He's back, that guy from yesterday. He's right there!" she said, then she grabbed her necklace, the one mom gave her.
"What should we do? "I asked.
"We follow." she said, her attitude changing again. Fear forgotten, we watched them go in the big tent. We went in and saw them pouring liquid on the ropes. Alex took pictures, and they smiled the whole time.
"Alexandra, Richard the show starts soon!" Mom called from behind us. She could not see what they were doing. We ran to her, not sure what to say.
"Copils, I want you each to have something." She gave us wedding bands: I got dads and Alex got moms.
"How come? We're not married!" I said, giggling.
"Me and your dad wore these the first time we preformed together engaged, and now you'll wear them on your first performance together," she said, giving us a big hug. I realized that Alex and Mom were mirror images. Same long black hair, blue eyes, cheek and bone structure… like a mini-mom.
"Let's go! The show's starting!" I said. We heard Mr. Haley saying words like "Bruce Wayne" and "Billionaire".
"And for the first time ever, as a complete set, the whole family… The Flying Grayson's! And their two 7 ½ year old children, Alex and Richard." There was a lot of applause and cheer. I have never felt better. Mom and Dad started flying, as usual, I briefly noticed the bad man leaving through the back door. Mom and Dad had grabbed the two bars on top, ready to take our hands when-crick-they-crack- FELL-SNAP.
Mom and Dad fell of the tightrope... and they didn't wake up.
Mary Grayson: How can we be dead after one chapter?
Me: Sorry. That's just how it is.
Mary Grayson: But my kids are all alone!
Me: Well... I bring you back as a dream. Good with you?
Mary Grayson: * shrugged* As long as i see them again.
Here are the translations for the words.
[1]- Camera
[2]- What do we do?
[3]- We need to hide.
[4]- What?
[5]- Child
