Well, Hey! I know, I know, I really shouldn't start another fic without finishing some (because for those of you that don't know, my unfinished fan fic's folder has OVER twenty five stories, only three of them aren't young justice and most of them don't even have a beginning) But, I really want to post some of the stories that are solid enough so far to be posted, and I came up with this story last night and thought this first little bit/prolog type thing sounds okay and I really want to make up for not posting any more of I am a Pirate you are a Princess. I just can't seem to wright the next chapter of that! There's this new character that's just killing me to wright and a whole bunch of other problems. I think I'm probably going to rewrite what I've posted so far. I have this thing about my writing where if I'm not inspired at the moment to write that story, I don't try to force it out. And, I've just been waiting to be inspired on that for way too long.
Anyways, this story… IDK if it's the kind of thing that only sounds good to me and to everyone else it sucks, IDK if it's because I've watched way too much Black Butler recently, but I just had this random idea and yeah…
I don't own Young Justice but I do kind of own the main character… sort of… you'll see what I mean later.
If what that disgusting pig of a man was right, he should be hearing the screams right… about… yes! There they are! Now, he just needed to find the kid before someone else snatched him up. He ran through the fleeing crowd to the center ring where he saw the two crumpled, bloody bodies of his "soon-to-be parents." He looked around for the kid… "Come out, come out wherever you are, you little brat!"
There, looking at his parent's disfigured forms from the edge of the ring was his target. "Hey! Kid! It isn't safe in here! Come on, now… follow me," he said as he ushered the boy aside. He swept him away to an area where there weren't going to be any witnesses. "Hey, kid, what's your name?"
"R- Richard G-G-Grayson…" he stuttered between sobs.
"Well, okay Richard, do you feel sad? Do you want to forget everything that just happened?"
"I- I… yes…" he mumbled as he rubbed an eye.
"Good… now open wide and say 'ahh!'" he smirked as he pressed his mouth against the young boy's and sucked the memories right out of him. Yes, it was always a painful process for the victims, but what did he care? They were never sane enough to remember the pain when he was done anyways.
He enjoyed the sensation of the last bit of what was essentially the boy's soul creeping into his mouth. When he'd finally finished, he let his body shift and melt until he was a mirror image of the circus brat. He watched as the original was sucked through a hole in the earth which immediately closed, sealing him away for future use.
To his satisfaction he finished just before being spotted. He allowed himself to burst into fake tears as he mumbled things to himself like, "They're gone… the blood… no, no, no...! They can't be…"
The large dark figure towered over him and spoke with a jagged voice, "Are you the son of the acrobats?"
"Y- y- yes… who are you?"
"I'm the Batman. Now, come on, kid," he said as he started walking to the Batmobile. Once they were buckled he turned and asked, "What's your name, kid?"
"R- Richard G- G- Grayson…" he said, a perfect imitation of the kid.
And that's where I leave you… I'm big on cliff hangers, but I didn't end it there just for the purpose of having a cliff hanger. I did it because the next part time-skips a couple years forward and this was a logical place to stop… so please don't yell at me for the length or the cliff hanger.
Anyways, please review! The more you review the more motivated I am to work on this story instead of a different one. Seriously, the stories with the most reviews and stuff will probably be updated more often.
