Ok so this is long overdue but at least here is a little more of this story.

Playing Games

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Spooky

Wonder Woman paced up and down the watchtower bridge. Ever since Clark had told the league, that Bruce was dead and Robin was under his care. At first, the league had wanted Clark to bring Dick up to the tower. She still thought it was right to bring him up to space. Whatever had kill Bruce and all those people was still unknown. Diana felt that Dick would be safer up in space were nothing could touch him. However, Clark's reports about the boy bothered her because Clark was bothered by the child's actions. Bruce had never said much about his sidekick just of how proud he was of him. She could remember when Bruce had brought Dick up to the tower. Only now, she noticed how worried Bruce looked during that day after Robin had said something about how there were not any ghosts up here.

Suddenly Superman appeared on the teleportation pad. He was holding Robin close to him. The boy was shaking and crying in the man's arms. Clark himself looked pale and scared. He looked up to wonder woman he face asking for help.

Diana flew over. "What happened?" she asked.

"I don't know he just started having a seizure then I got him calm and he started crying and then he had another seizure and now he's crying again. I don't know what to do!"

Wonder woman pulled the now limp boy into her arms. The boy's eyes were wide but they did not seem focused on anything it was as if he was in a different world and his body was left behind. Suddenly it seemed the boy came back to reality. He looked up at Diana his eyes showing fear, morning and a glint of something unearthly. In exhaustion, he slumped against her and fell asleep.

Gently Diana rose to her feet and carried Dick to the infirmary. Clark was walking next to her his face looking down at the boy and his worries spilling out of his mouth.

"I don't know what to do Diana, he's not normal and he's scared worst of all I fear it's all in his head and I can't fight those demons."

Diana nodded. "I agree something is going on here but I don't think it's in his head at least," she stopped a moment to look at the earth, "Not all of it."

Robin's POV

Dick felt so alone with the ghosts flying around him their voices yelling at him pulling him down. Once he almost broke free but they just pulled him further down.

"Cursed is the house of grander, Cursed is the child who sees what should not be seen, Cursed is the man who hears and does not believe, Cursed is the father who loves the unlovable, for one year the house of grander will be an open wound, for one year shall the child see the horrors of death and not speak of them, for one year the man will believe but not understand, for one year the father will walk in the plane of the living waiting for rest." The ghost's sang those words over and over again.

Robin screamed and covered his ears he did not want to hear it. Why? Why were they cursing him? Tears rain down his cheeks. "Why do you hate me? Why do you curse me?"

"We do not curse you, you are born the curse upon you and they year of your sorrow has come. The demon and ghost you have seen will bring sadness to the world you live and love. They bring this to you because they have lost something that only you could have taken."

Dick looked up, "What is it?"

"The diamond of –"suddenly the ghosts were gone. Dick found himself looking up a wonder woman her eyes filled with concern. Dick could not help but start to cry and soon he was asleep. Yet his mind was far from rest. "What did they mean by something only I could have taken?" He thought in his dreams.