1st September 2013
21:15pm
Arkham Asylum
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to shade, Happy Birthday to you" I Smile as every shit faced crook in Gotham crowds around me. But hey it's where I belong. "Happy Birthday Kid" Lawrence ruffles my onyx mop of hair. They all pass me presents, not wrapped but gifts none the less. I laugh as I pull out a couple of joke presents like rubber guns. Sportsmaster passes me a black box, I rip the lid off and my eyes gleam. Laying there, coiled like a deadly snake is a new wallet chain. It's brilliant. I launch myself into a hug with him. Just 'cause I know it makes him feel awkward. What can I say, you learn a lot in that time. I hear a slow clapping behind me in the darkness, I still get scared when he does that. "Happy Birthday sonny" The joker steps out into the light. "As a present I thought you might want in on a bit of field action" I nod my head rapidly. They haven't let me fight yet, I'm always sat back at the asylum hacking. "Well then here's your main present from your Daddy J" That's weird when did the daddy happen, it's always been Uncle J. He pulls out a gleaming knife. It's beautiful. Slowly I reach out to touch it. "This isn't your present kiddo! This is!" He grabs the handle and before I can blink he has the back of my neck in a grip. He lays the knife on my skin, pressing down until crimson blood oozes from my pale skin. He drags the knife along. It crawls so slowly, yet carefully. I dare not scream. No one does. He throws me to the floor and spits on me. Yanking my hair up he whispers in my ear. "Now you know why I said Daddy J". With that he drops me. When he's gone the others rush forwards, Lawrence gently tilts my face back. They recoil with horror. Then I see it. In his belt Buckle…I know how he got his scars.
They will stay with me, but No one but the other criminals will ever see them. I depart tomorrow anyway, I've got to scour the world with sports to find the best weapons. I won't be coming home until I'm 16 - they will have forgotten me by then. Hopefully…
2nd October 2015
21:15pm
Gotham City
"There's no activity here" "Rodger I'll keep you posted if I see something". Hello, hello, hello, I'd recognise that voice anywhere…admittedly it's more mature. He must be 18 now. I mean I haven't been in Gotham for what two years. I stay behind the wall so I can listen to the conversation for more evidence. "How are you coping mate" "Honest answer Roy…I'm not. I've been to the grave. I-It's Just he was so y-young" Grave? Oh Shit yeah, I died didn't I…well I say died…. "I feel the same Wally, look don't cry now, tonight we'll go back to mine, I'll put Lian to sleep and we can hang yeah?" "Yeah thanks man" who the hell's 'Lian'? I watch as a tall, muscled ginger figure walks towards me. He's in a modern version of Wally's KF uniform, the stealth mode. It's him. I lay flat against the shadowed wall, hood over my face. I'm not all that proud of my appearance, the smile is still etched there. It reminds me of who I was - It reminds me of Richard Grayson. A kid that died when he was 13.
As my arm presses against the wall it makes a loud creaking noise. I knew I should have oiled it, It's still the same old piece of metal so it's bound to play up a bit. Wally's head snaps towards me. He can't see me…at least I hope he can't. "I'VE GOT HIM" Heat vision goggles, riiiggghhhtttt. "Evening hero!" I begin to run towards the edge of the building getting ready to jump. Then Lights slam on around me. Shit- this can't be happening! I look around wildly but there's no help in sight. I have two options: Jump and fall, or get caught and have the joker beat the shit out of me ….or worse. I've made my decision I look at the hero's beginning to corner me. It was a trap. That's why Wally didn't run after me. The wind whips through my hair, This time I don't cry. I stand on the ledge. Anything's better that dealing with the Joker.
It's just like my first night as Robin…I know how this situation will end. The harsh light beats down on me. This time I'm the criminal...Guess it's time to stop living.
I jump.
I fall.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long! So many exams! Please review! No flames please! Thanks to all my reviewers/favers/followers! Do you think maybe we could reach 15, come on guys I know you can do this :)
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Dixie G