Chapter 1: Emerald Green Eyes, and a Halo of Red Hair
Dick Grayson stared at the setting sun, hoping, no, wishing, his best friend would come home. They hadn't ended on the best of terms, and Dick had never said he was sorry. There was no forgiveness, and Dick's heart wrenched with guilt. He looked at the darkening sky with a sense of longing to join his friend, wherever he "Nightwing. There is something you must see." Batman's voice came over his communicator. Dick sighed. What was it Bruce wanted now?
Dressed in his civilian clothing, Dick entered the Batcave, his mind swimming with memories. But, there was one thing that caught his eye, something that hadn't been there before. Scratched in long messy letters, were the words, Forgiven. Dick choked, it couldn't be...could it? "You think it was him, don't you?" A firm, yet gentle voice said. Dick turned his head to see Bruce Wayne standing next to him. "B-but he's dead. He couldn't have." Dick stuttered. Bruce looked over at him. "There was a red and yellow blur. Unless Bart or Barry found some way in here, i'm fairly sure it was him." Dick choked back a sob, his best friend...the one who died to help save the world...was alive? "A-are you sure? " Dick asked, sounding like the 9-year old asking Bruce Wayne if he was sure he wanted to adopt him. "99.9%" Bruce answered, eyes still on the messy scrawl. "But...that means...he-he...forgives me?" Dick hated how weak he sounded. But Bruce didn't seem to find it strange. He just nodded and said, "yes" Just then, a yellow and red blur flew past them, ruffling their hair with the wind. It skidded to a stop, and the first thing Dick saw was a mop of red hair and emerald green eyes, two of the most unique things, that he was absolutely positive when he looked at him. The face was so familiar, and the way he looked at him, was the same way his best friend had looked at him for 10 years. He was panting and sweating, as though he'd been running 100's and 100's of miles non-stop, and was finally able to rest. He grinned at Dick, with Pearly white teeth that made girls (including Artemis) swoon, and ran a hand through his halo of red hair. "Dick?" Dick choked, ashamed to feel hot tears pricking his "Wally?"
Like how I didn't use Wally's name until the very end? I found the style intriguing. :) -Victorie