I decided to write this very short one-shot because well...
Young Justice is going to be discontinued like every cartoons that are actually good.
Please, no harsh comments.. I caught the flu and I was under the influence of Nyquil when I wrote this fanfic.
The dark haired boy whimpered as a wave of pain emitted through his fragile body.
"Please… someone.. help me…"
He watched in horror as his beloved teammates were also fallen on the cold floor, withering helplessly.
A trail of tear dampened his soft cheek as he clicked on his communicator and whispered, "Batman…"
His father, mentor's strained voice rang clearly on his comm.
"Dick, I…"
Then, the voice died.
He could do nothing but lay there as his world began crashing down on him and the people he cared deeply.
'Mom, dad. I'm coming…"
That was his last thought as everything went blank.
Silence.