Mask

By

Angelina

I used to love this mask. Whenever I donned it it meant that I had become Robin the Boy Wonder. It meant that I had become the superhero sidekick to the World's Greatest Detective.

I used to never have a problem separating Robin from Dick Grayson, that is until I came here. Until I became part of this team.

Don't get me wrong, I love being on this team. I love having the freedom to become the hero that Batman trained me to be. But that is precisely why I hate this mask.

Once upon a time the mask used to just be a part of my uniform, then it came to represent Robin, now it is my prison.

Everyone else on the team gets to know each other, to use their real names. I understand that Batman is only looking out for what is best for me but that still doesn't change anything. I am only Robin to them, the best friends I have ever had.

Now I must hide who I really am, I must put aside Dick the thirteen year old boy. I must put aside half of me to become Robin full time. They only see part of me, the part that is confident, agile, and commanding. They do not get to see who I really am, the boy that wants a family more than anything.

When I used to put on this mask I was gaining someone, gaining Robin. But now when I put on this mask I am losing someone, losing Dick.

That is why this mask is my prison. I cannot show them who I truly am, I am doomed to forever hide behind its confines, to always be Robin and never be Dick.

I am a prisoner of my own self, but one day this mask will shatter and with it will go one of me. Until then I will suffer behind the prison of my mask.


A/N I wrote this late last night and liked how it sounded so I thought I would share it.

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