My name is Robin. This alternative identity that has sprung from the ashes of Richard Grayson's soul, is more than an alias. It is a symbol of hope for the people of Jump City; for all people in need of a symbol of justice.
Yet, all heroes can be brought to their knees. When faced with a weakness that not even they know until it has already consumed them. Yes, even I, the former leader of the Titans, has a weakness; one so obvious that it was always pushed aside, forgotten, due to my amazing abilities and strengths. I am human. I am entitled to all weaknesses that grasp human nature, all the errors and flaws in mind and body that make us homo sapiens. "Wise man", fitting. Humans are weak. I have fought through the limits of human nature pushed forward contorting and transforming my body into the perfect weapon to defend Justice.
In the years I have put my life on the line for justice I have never been called weak, frail, or fragile. Yet, now those three words summarize everything I am. As a lay here, paralyzed by my own exhaustion, I can only reflect on the true meaning of being human.
To be human means to take your life in your own hands, to mold and shape your own future by the mistakes of your past. I have made many mistakes over my life time,some have cost innocent lives. This fact alone haunts me every day. Yet, though my emotional pain and turmoil one soul has stood beside me supporting me when the pain becomes unbearable and refusing to give up hope despite my own lack of faith. My Fiancé. Starfire
The doorknob turned releasing the mechanism that kept the door in place with a noise the echoed through the silent hospital room. Through the door stepped Victor, one of my best friends. If Starfire was my pillar of strength he was my pillar of knowledge. He forced me to have hope by giving me more than false promises. He showed me the unfiltered truth a blessing in the days of lies I was forced to live though.
He approached the bed in which I laid motionless.
"Hey. . . . ." a look of uncertainty passed over his face "How do ya feel?"
I adjusted my head and looked him in his real eye before looking away and muttering a couple of curse words
He gave a light chuckle, a sound which brought the beginning of a smile to my own face.
"yeah, chemo will do that to ya"
I jerked my head back to look at him "chemo?"
He broke eye contact and stared down at the floor, glancing back up at my face at random intervals but refusing to make eye contact"Dick . . . . . They didn't get it all, they couldn't." he sighed "If they removed anymore you . . . . . We . .. . . . . Starfire wouldn't be getting married."
I looked at him trying to make eye contact but his eye refused to look up from his feet "she still might not"
His eyes widened for half a second before putting his calm face on again "You'll pull through this . . . . . You have to"
I looked away and painfully shifted my aching body until my back was towards him. I refused to respond. I didn't want to give them false hope
My name is Robin, and I am slowly dying of cancer
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Otherwise I put this as a oneshot and call it finished
- Crazy Lady Knight
