Will be changing P.O.V's a few times.
Daddy where can I go? Where are you? No. You're gone. But you can't be. You couldn't have left me alone. You promised that you'd be there for me so where are you? My anguished scream of Dad fills the air. You had to have heard that. You have to find me. Where are you? I find my alley and next to a trashcan I curl into a ball. As bittersweet tears fall in rivers down my face I repeat one little word over and over. Each time saying it louder and louder. For the last one it feels like all of Gotham can hear it as an anguished shout that's completely wracked with grief. I've never had so much meaning in such a small word. Two little letters seem to convey all my grief. An N and an O. No.
Bruce's P.O.V
I hear a shout of No. Is that Song's voice? What happened to her? My cell phone vibrates. A text from Tim. What does he mean by telling me that Song ran away? What on Earth would cause here to run away from school anyway? I excuse myself from the meeting. My standard excuse is most definitely true. Something DID come up. But not something that I ever could have expected. At least not here. Not in my city.
Tim's P.O.V.
It's almost lunch time and I'm on my way to the cafeteria when the Rolls pulls up. Bruce gets out of it. Nice to know he got my message. I follow him into the car. We have got a mission after all. But we won't be doing this one as Batman and Robin. We'll be finding Song as Bruce and Tim. With Alfred playing sidekick instead of me.
Song's P.O.V
I can't believe I'm in my alley again but at the moment it feels more like home than Wayne Manor. It's not like I can go to my old house again. I'm sue that place is no longer an option. Since I'm still in my ball I slowly come out of it. Feeling kind of shaky I eventually stand tall. I feel like a total mess right now. I don't know where to go from here. I do know that I can't go to an orphanage. The people there probably already know I'm adopted by Bruce Wayne. I can't go to the police. Mainly because I don't know where they are from here. Even if I did I don't think I'd go. I've always slightly resented them since the day my Father died. No. Don't go there Song. Don't even think about it. I breathe in and out slowly and succeed in pushing the memory back. It ends up being replaced by another one.
Flashback
I'm 15 years old and I see a poster for a Father-Daughter Dance. Eagerly I ask my Dad if we can go. He smiles and says that he doesn't see why not. Mere hours later we're dancing to a song by Point of Grace called King of the World. After the dance he calls me his princess. Smiling I tell him that makes him King of the World. He says that even without that song he already feels like King of the World because he has me for a daughter. The smile on his face is as big as mine and it looks like his eyes are smiling too as he embraces me.
End Flashback
I wipe the tears from my eyes but more come. Has what I feared weeks ago finally happened? I started to cry but now I'm beginning to wonder if I can stop. Is this what comes of being vulnerable?
What DID that girl talk DO to me? I'm just a vulnerable mess of emotions now and I HATE being vulnerable. At least I've managed to stop crying. I wipe the tears from my eyes and look around. Is this what has become of me? I work hard over 10 weeks in order to not let myself feel vulnerable and in 3 days it's like it never even happened. Maybe it isn't a shell I need. Maybe it's a WALL. But I don't even know how to begin building one. Yet where better to start than in Gotham?
Tim's P.O.V
How far could Song have gotten? With school out now I have a reason to be gone from it but what made her run away from it? What set her off? It couldn't have been just Alex's fault. I can tell she's tough. Maybe that's just a front. I wonder where she is.
Bruce's P.O.V
Where could Song have gone? Gather the clues you have. She used to be an alley rat. There's hundreds of alleys in Gotham. But there's only one that she referred to as hers. I'm sure that I'll find her in there.
Alfred's P.O.V
I have served the Waynes for many years. If serving their last son means finding a girl runaway by the name of Song then that's what I'm going to do. I will leave no stone unturned and I will search every...alley. I'm told that Miss Song much like Master Bruce has an alley that she knows well. Hers is right next to Crime Alley which is his. Master Tim asks how big this city is which causes Master Bruce to roll his eyes. His ice blue eyes that just for a moment flashed with pain. The eyes that witnessed the brutal murder of his parents in an alley much like the one that I am headed towards.
Song's P.O.V
I look around my alley feeling sure that my eyes are red from crying. My throat is hoarse from shouting. I don't feel too good. I need to lay down. Daddy I think I'm falling. Falling like you did. But I can't help but wonder unlike you will I get back up? What's happening to me? No. Keep it together. You NEED to keep it together. But can you? You can't even keep your SHELL together. How the heck can you keep your LIFE from bursting apart at the seams? I feel like all my doubts have risen to the surface. I'm at war with myself and I think I'm losing. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME? Is anyone there? Anyone who understands what I'm going through? Anyone period? No I'm alone. Again. In my alley and alone. Vulnerable, falling (I think) and alone. In Gotham City. In my alley. ALONE. I know this from experience. One is the loneliest number. Especially here in my alley in Gotham City.
Tim's P.O.V
I briefly consider asking if we're there yet. I know that we're looking for Song somewhere but I'm the only one who doesn't know where that is. Heck of a mission if you ask me. I've never dealt with anything like this as Robin. I'm not completely sure whether or not that's a good thing. But I'm fairly sure it's not. Even if I'm not the World's Greatest Detective I can at least figure that out.
Song's P.O.V
Was that a flash of light? Who's getting their photo taken today? No that's not a camera flash. What is...Wait. That car seems familiar...Who's coming out of it? Two shapes coming closer...One is a man and one is a boy...Do they know me? Who are they? They look familiar...It's Bruce and Tim...I am not alone but I am falling...Daddy I'm sure of it this time...I KNOW I'm falling.