Oop I'm supposed to be studying aren't I. Oh well, enjoy XD


With a flinch, I'm thrown back into consciousness. One minute everything was black, the next: awake, confused, numb.

Papery gown. Scratchy sheets, scratchy face. I reach my hand up, realize it's not skin but gauze covering my cheek. I don't feel it. I let my hand drop again.

Snapshots flash in my head. Dark, light, heat. Maybe they're memories, maybe not. I feel nothing.

Though I'm looking right at the tray beside the bed, I finally see it. Something draws my attention. My unfeeling fingers fumble for it, finally grasp it. Whatever they gave me is strong. I manage to open my fingers enough to see that it's a coin. My father's lucky coin.

With a sudden apprehension, I turn it over. Scratched, scorched, blackened.

The snapshots from earlier return fast now. Dark warehouse. Oil drums everywhere. A voice - her voice. Cracking with terror. I fell. A door slam. Him. The Batman. Looking surprised as I was. I yelled as he picked me up, led me out. I fought him. I needed to be with her voice.

Light and noise. The world exploded. I fell again. Heat flared through my body. I writhed, burning, dying. But was she -

I see her face again. Looking at me after I threw it to her. A small, understanding smile. Eyes tender with, with… I can't think it. I know. I won't feel it again. Not from her, not from anyone.

All of a sudden, it rips through me in a raging torrent. Feeling. Grief, rage, loss. Flaming like the burns on my skin. Flaming like my eyes as I press my palms to them.

That was when I started to scream.


This just popped in my head while watching this with my boyfriend today. He thought it was cute I had to write it down in my ideas notebook before I forgot about it XD Thanks for reading, please review!