So hey, its me, and this is an adaption of my very amature story A New Age of Bats. The girl is completely different, along with her_ and her mother's _. Any who, i just was like, i need to redo this story! and a completely different subject/ and plot came into my head.
Merissa: You subsituted me for a helpless girl.
Me: No i didn't, its more of a- hidden personality. Besides, think of her as your shy side.
Merissa: Grrr...
Me: He you were _! Of course you would say grr... i sure wouldn't have wanted give up intrigue power, flight capability, throwing stuff REALLY REALLY well, and a whole lot a cool stuff.
Merissa: But you cut me out! Instead of you in my position, you take this baby, change my name, personality, and you don't even own the show.
Me: True, but i do own you... and my story. And you just did me a favor so just sit back and relax.
Merissa: I don't do relax
Random person at movie: SHUT UP!
Me: What rude dude said
Merissa: Grrr...
Prologue:
Dick 'Richard' Grayson had finished up teaching the gymnastics class after eight o'clock, and gave his goodbyes to the moms and teenagers. I was surprised to see him so broken, the loose hair I had loved, and the blue eyes, one now hidden by an eye patch, and the hair streaked with gray. I had grown old too, but I was younger still. Was it my destiny to watch while the people I love grow old? Perhaps not, perhaps I can watch my dear daughter grow old, perhaps. But the man I once loved was gone, only to be replaced by a broken soul and body. The wonderful spirit, so wild, so free, such kindred spirits, was now dead.
I hoped our daughter would be raised correctly; it was not safe in my life anymore. I could no longer sit back and watch the Fire try to retake my utopia, no longer; I had to go to battle. I would not allow my daughter to be put in danger because of that either, this world was better.
Our world is perfectly fine- I don't know why you want to take her back to your putrid world. You're creating her into one of those imbeciles on the street, Admeta scolded me. I chuckled softly, and replied, come on- I turned out alright. And I remember a certain spirit telling me I was an imbecile in my sleep, and when I was awake.
Well she won't have my guidance, I never liked this idea, and it won't turn out well.
Perhaps, but I trust Dick with my life, and my daughter is my life, and I have watched him long enough to know that he will teach my daughter right from wrong. Almost like you, but a little less- extreme, in passion for revenge.
He might work, but I would be a much better choice, if you create that spell-
Forget it, besides, I know you well enough that you would turn against me despite the allegiance we have.
I've taught you well, I just hope this child is brought up right. What's her name?
I don't think that's my decision, besides, I won't let her go to a home. I have to let Dick know it's me, but not big, I don't need make a scene.
You have fifty seconds before it closes, and I hate living in this world.
Fine, I muttered before focusing my energy on one thing, a small brand, like the many faded scars of my capture, and the one that Dick liked the best. A rock about five centimeters wide and two inches long floated into my hand. I covered it, before feeling the old brand burn, and then imprint itself on the rock. The sword with the flames, and an 'I' on it imprinted itself on the top. I looked at my bundle, the most perfect being in the world, my daughter bundled in my old brown leather jacket, the last conection to this world, and I set her down.
I picked up my sign, and threw it through his window, just when his last light flickered off. The sounds of him stumbling around and searching, before the sounds stopped. I knew I was crying, and Admeta chimed in, ten seconds, make it quick.
"Ivy!" Dick shouted, rushing out onto his porch. I smiled for the first time in a long time, saddeness and tears of joy flooded down my eyes. He looked shocked, but I gave him a simple blow kiss before I took a step back down the alley, and out of his sight.
I kissed my daughter on the forehead, before muttering a quick incantation, protecting her till she could defend herself, and I felt part of my old self flood into her. She seemed to be consumebed by a brilliant light, and I took another step back, tears nearly blinding my sight as I watched Dick round the corner and see me disappear, that last time he would ever see my face again...
