Hello readers!~ This is my first BirdFlash fanfic! I do not own Young Justice or the characters (sadly) or anything else I name in my story (Like Romeo and Juliet and Cheetos and stuff like that) Anyways, I hope you like it!~
It was a typical Friday for me. I still had to get up extra early to do all of the chores my awful uncle makes me do. I still had to cook the same old stupid breakfast for him and bring it to him in bed. I'm still not allowed to have any food for myself. In fact, the only time I really get food was the pity food the stupid school I go to gives to the poor kids who don't get to eat. I mean, I'm not complaining, but a Pb and j sandwich, a small bag of regular chips, and a little carton of chocolate milk gets boring and unsatisfying after a few weeks.
I began living with my uncle when my parents disowned me after finding out I was gay. To me that's not as big of a deal as my super powers but I guess being gay was the deal-breaker.
They sent me off to live with my uncle who had never liked me to try and "fix" me. Ha, like I'd just stop liking boys just because I live somewhere else… they're so stupid. Either way, my uncle was more concerned about my powers, super speed. Hence the reason I never get to eat. I need sugar and energy to use my speed so if he starves me, I can't use my powers.
Snapping out of my reverie I quickly prepared his usual breakfast and placed it neatly on the wide silver tray I'd have to wash later.
I walked into the dark bedroom carrying the tray of perfectly made eggs and bacon (I've been making it for years so I have perfected it in every way you can possible perfect eggs and bacon) and placed it on his bedside table.
"Sir? Breakfast is ready." I said quietly, turning on a small lamp on the other side of his bed because it's still dark outside.
He yawned and sat up. "Alright, alright, now get out of my room and hurry up and scurry your ass off to school." He grumbled.
"Yes, sir." I backed out of the room and ran off down to my small room to change into school clothes. I always wore the same few outfits because my uncle never bought me clothes but no one ever said anything so it doesn't really matter.
Changed and as clean as I can be, I slipped out of the front door of our big house in the country. As I walked out of our yard, I waved at our many animals in their pins.
I stopped momentarily to pet Bolt, our Italian Greyhound. "Hey buddy!" I knelt down, rubbing his belly before realizing that I needed to get going if I wanted to make it to school on time. "Sorry Bolt," I patted his head,"gotta go!"
I left our yard and began my long walk. I seriously wish I could run, then I wouldn't have wake up so early.
About an hour later, I finally approached the school, barely out of breath because I'm so used to the trip.
I walked up the front steps of the big school set off from the city closest to our house with my head hung low and my backpack held as closely to my body as I could make it.
I slipped inside and made my way to my locker to get my books for first hour. Books in hand, I hurried off to English class, rushing to the back of the room to my usual seat.
I set my books and other things I needed out on my desk and opened one of the only things that could make me happy: a comic book.
My dad had bought me almost every single super hero comic he could get ahold of before he found out I was gay. After that, I hid them. Hid them while he tried to beat the gay out of me and hid them at the bottom of the box of stuff I was allowed to bring to my uncle's house. They are the only things I really enjoy anymore.
They make me have hope that one day, I'll get out of here and find a group of other people with powers, people I can relate to and we can go out and help people. That has always been my dream. The only shred of hope I can hold onto.
"It appears the nerd is at it again! I mean, look at that fag, babe!" Roy Harper nudged his long-time girlfriend Jade's arm.
"Just leave him alone today, Roy. I'm not in the mood for your escapades." A small dark-haired boy said. I don't remember his name since the only people that talk to me are the people who want to hurt me in some way.
"Whatever circus boy, I'll just take it out on you after school." He shrugged, a smirk appearing on Jade's face.
The crossed the room to their seats and I looked over at the familiar boy. He looked back at me with a sad look I only saw for a split-second for I quickly shifted my vision back to my comic.
So… Roy's gonna hurt the only person who's ever said anything remotely nice to me ever? I don't think so, even if he was just pitying me, I can't let anything happen to others. I do want to be a hero when I grow up…
I scribbled out a note that I quickly hid in my pocket, to later be delivered to the raven-haired boy.
Within minutes, the classroom was full of obnoxious teenagers in no way whatsoever ready to begin learning. Me included; the only subjects I enjoyed were science and lunch.
Our teacher had us open our books and begin reading where we had left off from Romeo and Juliet. I find this play to be very interesting. To think, you could love someone so much to die for them so willingly is beyond me.
Of course, if, on the off chance I ever have a boyfrie-
"Wally! Please stop daydreaming about whatever possible weird thing you could be daydreaming about and pay attention! Romeo and Juliet may not interest you, but it interests the rest of us. Now, why don't you read for Romeo?"
My cheeks turned red and I nodded, looking back down at my book as the rest of the class snickered and pointed.
"Now, since we are at the balcony scene, who wants to read for Juliet?" Mrs. Drake asked the class, scanning the room for willing girls. "Now c'mon girls, one of you has to read or else I'll ask the boys!" She laughed, clearly joking.
Roy smirked at me. "What about Dick over there? I'm sure he'd LOVE to be Wally's Juliet." He cackled.
The dark-haired boy, Dick, blushed as Mrs. Drake gave him a look that said 'Go ahead, read'.
I cleared my throat. "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?" I begin, acting out Romeo's feelings from each word that leaves my mouth. Within a minute, the long paragraph he speaks is finished.
The room fell silent as I finished, surprising me. "Ay me!" Dick croaks out, turning to give me a warm-hearted look to continue.
I kept reading, expressing as much emotion as can be expressed without being over-dramatic. After every paragraph, all eyes open and look my way, hoping I'd keep going, but with the balcony scene being so short, it was quickly over.
I was greeted with applause from most of the class; all accept the people who are mean to me, giving me evil glares instead. I glanced towards the front of the room at Dick who was smiling back at me.
"Wally! That was amazing! Have you considered acting? You could make it y'know! We have a drama club if you want me to put in a good word fo-"
"No." I said quickly. "I mean… my uncle wouldn't like it. I... I can't… I'm sorry." I hang my head again and sink into my seat. Why did I have to try? Now people will just have more to make fun of me for. Now I'm the gay theater-wannabe kid who got disowned by his own father… great.
"Oh, well if your uncle changes his mind, tell me and I'll help out in any way possible. Now, let's give Wally a break an-" She was cut off yet again by the bell ringing. All the kids gathered their things and I did the same, trying to slip out in time to hand Dick the note. I still needed to protect him.
I nudged him as we were the last two to leave and before I could just give him the paper and run away he said something. "Wow Wally! I had no idea you were such a good actor! I mean, I'm in the drama club and it'd be great to have you! It's too bad your uncle's so strict…"
"Yeah… just… here." I handed it to him and ran away; glad to not have anything else with him that day besides lunch.
After the next three classes flew by, it was finally time for lunch and I was starved.
I took my sandwich back to my table and sat alone like normal, slightly hoping to see the dark-haired boy. I scanned the room only to be greeted with the same cold glares I've always been given.
I hung my head again and began to eat my food as slowly as I could, trying to savor what I could of it. My powers make my hungrier than normal people yet I eat less than them and the hunger gets really painful.
"Wally!" I shot my head up to see Dick coming over to sit by me, motioning for his friends to stay where they were for a minute.
"Hey…" I said, shoving the tiny bit of trash I had into the small brown paper bag I was given.
"I read your note… but I don't really get it." He said, confused.
"Yeah… sorry… if it's bothersome to you don't worry about it, I won't let him hurt anyone else either way but… it'd be easier if… I could actually eat…" I trailed off.
He looked me over and noticed how baggy my shirt actually was. Looking at me for approval, which I hesitantly gave, he grabbed my sides, making me wince and him gasp.
"Wally, I can feel every bone in your body! How much do you get to eat!?" He asked franticly.
I pointed to the empty bag on the table and he raised his eyebrows even more. "THAT'S it?! All day?" I nodded again. "Here! Take all of my lunch! I don't need it like you do, please."
I looked at him again. I can't read this boy. I see him every day, putting on fake smiles for people… why? Probably the same reasons YOU don't talk to anyone! But… there's no way his life could be bad, right? His father is Bruce Wayne! The billionaire! He's set for life so I have no idea why he'd stick up for someone like me… Either way, after today, after I get my bully away from him, he'll have no reason to talk to me and thing s will go back to normal…
"A-all of it? No, I already got my bully after you, I just need something small from it so I can eat it right before so-"
"I insist. Please, you obviously need it and don't you dare tell me you don't. I can start asking Alfred to pack two lunches so you can have one too!" He smiled at me.
"I can't ask you to do that. All of this is my fault; if I hadn't been reading my comic books in class like a fool…"
"Comic books are awesome! He has no right to tease you for that!"
"Ok, but everything else people hurt me for… they have the right… the things they say are true… no matter what you say to me now, I know they're true." The lunch bell rang and the class started to file out. "And after today, you and everyone else can go back to pretending you don't see anything, pretending I'm invisible. It's never bothered you before." He looked guilty, looking down at his feet. Almost the whole cafeteria was empty already. "Anyways, thanks for the fuel, and after today you won't have to deal with me again, ok? Sorry for the trouble I caused." I finished, grabbing the candy bar and bag of Jalapeño Cheetos from his open lunch and running away as fast as I could to my next hour.
The final bell rang and I ran to my locker to grab the snacks. I left my bag in my locker since I had no homework and stuffed my face while I rushed to find Dick and Roy.
I peeked in the gym and the cafeteria, but both were empty. That only left one place they'd go: the parking lot.
I rushed out there, trying not to waste the energy I had just build up, though it wasn't much. Just like I thought, that's where they were. Dick stood in the middle, surrounded by a very large group of people who beat me up regularly. I thought it would just be Roy!? Oh well, I took his food and promised I'd help so I can't just leave him here…
Without a second thought, I sped up to my attackers in a flash, barely visible. I grabbed Dick and quickly set him on the front steps, ignoring his shocked face. I was back to the others in the blink of an eye, already beginning to run low on steam.
I couldn't let it stop me though, not now. This time, I'd do the ass-kicking.
I ran right up to Roy and punched him in the nose, hurting my own fist in the process. Blood gushed from his nose and people began to scramble away. Heh… not this time…
I ran around all of them, closing them into a small circle of bodies. Gotcha! I stopped, turned, and ran straight into the crowd; knocking out quite a few people and making the others bleed. I stopped again, almost completely out of steam. I need to wrap this up…
I bent down and grabbed Roy, letting the few who remained conscious flee to their cars.
"W-what's going on, f-faggot!?" He spat the question in my face, spraying some blood.
"You can pick on me, but no one else, GOT THAT?" I huffed, punching him for the final time, knocking him out as well.
I stumbled over to a still shocked Dick, barely awake myself. I rested my hand on his shoulder to steady myself. "D-dick… call an ambulance. I have t-to get home... my uncle w-will kill me for being late." I let go of him and began to walk the couple miles it took to get home.
"W-wait! You have to walk? How far away is your house?" He asked, coming out of his shocked state and grabbing his phone.
I shrugged and panted. "Not that far… a… a um… a couple of miles… I'll be f-fine... I walk it to school every day…" I turned away again and started walking again.
My arm was grabbed by the dark headed boy just as my knees gave out. "I don't think you'll be fine. Here, let me call my butler." He dialed a number on his phone but I couldn't focus very well anymore. "Alfred? Hey, can you call the ambulance and send them to my school? No, I'm fine Alfred, there was a fight though. I'm taking a friend home too okay? He's hurt too but I think he just needs rest and food. Oh, and can you pick us up? Thanks Alfred. Bye."
He put his phone back in his pocket and set me down in the grass. "My butler will be here before the ambulances come okay? Just, stay away a little longer so we can call your uncle alright?"
I brought myself to nod, setting my head down on the grass, although… it wasn't the grass, it was Dick's lap. He began to stroke my hair, just making me want to sleep more.
"How'd you DO that? You moved so fast I couldn't even see you! It was awesome!" He grinned over me, curiosity getting to him.
"I… have p-… powers…" I muttered.
"Like, SUPER powers? Like, from the comics we read?" His grin grew.
"W-we?"
"Of course! Super heroes are the best! I have every single super hero comic ever, they're the best!" He gushed.
I smiled lightly back, just wanting to sleep. A car pulled into the parking lot and an old man quickly climbed out.
"Oh my! Is he alright!? Hurry, Master Dick, let's get him home!" He spoke.
I was lifted and placed in the back seat, still laying down, my head still in his lap. His lap was REALLY comfortable and I could seriously just sleep here…
"So, what's your uncle's phone number? Or your house phone?" Dick asked, playing with my red hair again.
"He... wouldn't answer the home phone… it's my job… his cell is only for important things… I'm not important…" I trailed off again. Can I sleep now?
"You are too important! Now, what's his cell number?" He softened, moving the hair from my eyes.
"Fine… it's ***-***-****" I strained for the last numbers, in a few seconds, I'd be asleep, and I wouldn't be able to help it.
"Got it Alfred?" Alfred nodded and grabbed his phone while driving. He turned to me one last time before I fell into the dark grasp of sleep and said, "You truly are amazing, Wally. Amazing and…"
I never got to hear what he said, sleep was officially in control, and I probably wouldn't wake for a long time.
