The Uncovered Secret of Bruce Wayne
Robyn spent the night last night so, I had to be careful where I stepped to get into the kitchen for Mountain Dew. Creeping into the kitchen and I spot Helena near the grandfather clock guessing that it's my grandfather Wayne's grandfather clock. She walks passed going into the library she plays a couple keys on the piano and the bookcase slides over the other one, well that doesn't look suspicious…what's that secret passage for? Raising a brow as she stepped into it and I jog over slipping in with her not knowing.
Stairs winding down into a moist cave and I spotted the Bat Mobile, and the Bat Jet and the Bat Boat and the Bat Computer with my messages on the screen. No, no this is not real…this is a dream that's all, th-is is it's all an illusion! I stayed in the shadows till she left the cave then; curiosity was going to help me claim my death. Spotting the uniforms behind the glass; Batman's, Robin's, Nightwing's even Huntress' uniform hung in a row then, I saw a memorial service uniform; my blue eyes looking at the Robin uniform, mask and all neat and tighty behind the clear glass collecting the evaporation from the cave being so cold. There was a stone at the bottom near the boots that read Jason Todd and his picture hung by the mask. His black hair shined, blue glazed in the colorful picture in happiness, lips curving a smirk, and his skin showed that it was alive.
Slipping into the chair I searched his unspoken name into the database a file popped up that peeked my interested and my jaw dropped, it was a huge file. All his cases, his information and background on him it looked like it and I started having flashbacks of Jason as I read his file with great detail.
He seemed to look familiar, like I knew him from somewhere; I just couldn't put my finger on it. Finally, his tragic death caught my silvery blue eyes and what Batman typed was worse than anything that I've read in a long time feeling a tear sneaking out of my tear duct.
It was a very graphic, horrific death then, I understood what his last minutes of hell were probably like for Jason even though I didn't want to look anymore the images kept attacking my dark mind and my eyes couldn't look away for a second even though they wanted to. Done reading the entire file my interest turned to the weaponry before I explored more I exited the file not leaving a trace behind.
My fingers pick up the light Bat-a-rang it was lighter than I thought too and sharper too throwing it up and catching it like a ninja star make sure that I didn't cut myself because it was sharper than hell so, if you wouldn't even know until you saw yourself bleed your own blood.
I just couldn't believe that all this was under my feet and they were walking right over the most peaceful place on earth to me as a human being decent of the bravest man on earth which was Batman…if B-B-Batman is Bruce Wayne then, that means I'm his daughter, right? That does seem logical…but, why Bruce Wayne? I started pondering why then I remembered Alfred's words from the garden that one day when we were planting Edens, while, your grandparents Martha and Thomas Wayne got murdered by a thief… your father he still has nightmares about the life threading experience. I thought aloud out into the cold, echoing, peaceful cave,
"He wanted revenge." Snapping my head around to spot the Batman uniform, "That's why he held me back…because I craved revenge too…that's why he." I just wanted to cry out to the bats that were flying about in the wet cave.
But, instead I cover my mouth before I could scream on the new found dirt I had on my own father, my own father for crying out loud. My head spinning, confused, knees buckle, flushing pushes my cheeks and questions rush through my skull uncomfortably. All this time, Amy was telling stories about my father! And she kept the family name of Wayne for me to discover this on my own! Bruce Wayne is…Batman! My report appears on the Bat Computer I just couldn't believe what my eyes saw.
Then, I noticed the cameras everywhere in the cave it's self so, I hacked into the security system and ripped the footage off and disposed of it spitting out onto a flippy disk. I giggle and leave then click the mini remote I made to turn the cameras back on when I disappeared from the Batcave.
Slipping out like James Bond I crept out into the kitchen without being detected I had to watch out for security cameras around this quiet manor even though there appears none in the manor I know I am being watched, with every, step I take; walking around eyes dart looking out for the security room in the peaceful halls of the war free zone of the quiet-peaceful-open-huge manor. Finally, scooping out the room I edit the tapes and delete and erase from the records that I snooped where I shouldn't had been not leaving a trace behind.
As I think about I am a true daughter of Batman even though I am just a normal girl with a emo preppy feel to my personality that swings out of control every now and again I had to say I am pretty good at being a heroine even though Bruce doesn't like the idea of his daughter fighting crime in a leotard in the middle of the night like he does but, I am not going to give up my divine right to be what I want to be.
Entering into my room seeing that Robyn is up for the morning after the sun has risen leaning into the doorway, folding my arms, smiling to myself as she uncoils and she meets my gaze with awe seeing a smirk on my dull face that normally hides every emotion in my heart that shows anything but, dull.
"Why are you so, happy?" She pauses and grins deviously at me, "Did you dream about Robin, saving you again in your nightmare turning into a sweet-sweet never ending dream that tastes like honey that you couldn't escape from?" Rolling my eyes playfully as my smirk is still planted into my face.
"No, I'm just having a good morning, now come on who wants a day old Mountain Dew, 'cause I know I do." trying to get her out of bed faster and more quickly than she was getting herself up for the day.
"Then, let's go and eat birthday cake for breakfast!" Excitingly hops out of the coiling sheets that she couldn't escape from.
"Well, then stop wasting time and let's go get some." Racing her into the kitchen when found the treasures of having a birthday to us was birthday cake and Mountain Dew to wash it down with and well, I knew she would be hyper later but, I let her she is my guest for a couple days.
When, she turned on the radio on our favorite station and we goofed around in the kitchen without a care of who was lurking behind our closed doors peeking in our fun and trying to wreck it or break it wasn't happening.
"Sparrow, your song's on." My ears listened into the beat and picked up as I started to sing along to La La Land Machine by Demi Lovato,
"I am confident…but I still have my moments…baby, that's just me. I'm not a supermodel I still eat McDonald's, baby, that's just me! Well, some may say that I need to be afraid of losing everything. Because of where I had my start, and where I made my name. Well everything's still the same in the La La Land Machine-Machine. Who said I can't wear my Converse with my dress, now, baby, that's just me! And who said I can't be single have to go out and mingle, baby, that's just me! No, no! Well, some may say that I need to be afraid of losing everything. Because of where I had my start, and where I made my name. Well everything's still the same in the La La Land. Tell me do feel the way I feel? 'Cause nothing else is real, in the la-la-land appeal…some may say that I need to be afraid of losing everything. Because of where I had my start and where I made my name, well everything's still the same in the La La Land Machine. Well, I'm not going to change in the La La Land Machine. Well I will stay the same in the La La Land…Machine, hey, Machine, Machine. I won't change anything in my life. I won't change anything in my life, I'm staying myself tonight! I'm staying myself tonight!" I finished it off while her fingers twist the nob with great ease to lower the volume for me.
"Yeah, Sparrow you tell them you wear your Converses with your dresses!" She bit her fork with a piece of cake at the end waiting for a response to her sentence.
"Yeah…well, I do if I have benefits and no one stops me so, whatever." I plainly state rolling my eyes because we both knew I loathed the benefits with all my blacked heart can take.
"Oh yeah! I loved the blue one with the crystals at the top with your white Converses that was amazing!" She winks and displays a playful notion about my hips I loathed that too that made every girl that walked passed me in the hall more irked and envy of me when I didn't need it or care for it.
"Thanks…I guess-" She cuts me off.
"Whoever gave you, your, craves they are a goddess from like Heaven!" I know that was coming sooner or later.
"Um, yeah I still don't know who my real mother is…I still don't have a clue but, something tells me it's that Selena girl because her and father were real tight at my birthday party and I don't know her that well, I only met her a couple times in my life." I didn't know Selena like the back of my hand like I did with Robyn or my father for that matter and pondering about it makes my skin crawl.
"Uh, that's interesting…well, try to get a blood supple and test your's with her's and see if you're her daughter or not." Shaking my skull a disgusting no at her then, my lips unbuttoned with,
"So, you're telling me to rob some of her blood for a DNA testing supple and test her DNA with mine to see if she mated with my father, yeah if I want answers I will find out sooner or later by myself with no strings attached." She looks at me confused and response bravely.
"Yeah, well you didn't have to be so scientific with it and how will you find out if she is your mom or not."
"Don't worry I will find out sooner or later like I said with no strings attached with your crazy idea." I tease her elbowing her in the ribs and bite my cake with my spoon.
"Hey!" She squawks and my hair whips eyes dart to her playfully speaking,
"Just eat your cake." She angrily bits into her cake and sips calmly her Mountain Dew noting that I was in a good mood. After, a long morning of giggles she picks about me and Robin some more I tell her I'm not interested but, she still tries to look for hints and clues to my mystery.
"So, how was it being saved by a Dark Knight, huh? You couldn't deny it being super amazing, either." Our eyes met blue to blue and I couldn't believe she was asking me, this question, did this hang around her head for days or something? Pale skinned cheeks flushed peach and I shrug,
"Actually, I don't know what to think…honestly." Reaching my room and turning the door knob with ease entering gracefully and plopping on my bed; arms and legs spread, spine lays straight on the mattress covered by light butterflies and lavender. I grab my home made Batman teddy bear off the shelf above my headboard. Teeth bit is ear in nervousness as I cuddled him in my arms…I remember Amy sewing him up and he was my favorite and she was making Robin next for me.
Pushing him away from me lifting him up in the air spotting his little outfit, flowing cape pressed on his back and his mask with his beady white eyes creased in anger; raged about something; sniffling pulling him back into my chest with a sigh.
"How did it happen away, if you don't mind me asking?" She spots me sorrow and she tries to get my mind off that.
"Oh-um, Joker, had my parents and I surrounded, he wanted to kill us for a random reason and…I was fighting out of his arms because he killed Scott and Amy in front of my eyes…well, it was his goons but, he killed them. I freed myself I was just about to punch him in the face and-then, Batman kicked him sideways in the head and Robin swooped me out of there." The head turns over to her looking at me and she was in awe but, still felt sorry for me though.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be you're not the one who killed my adoptive parents that protected me for eleven years of my life…I just wish Bruce would had told me that I was his daughter like when I was six…or even eight I would've understand, you know? Then, they won't have died because of my ignorant actions."
"Sparrow, it's never your fault, don't believe tha-"
"Then, why does it always feel like it was my fault? Because it is! Every single time it's my fault I wanted to see the play, I wanted to have that family night that day and I wanted to see them happy for once and for them to stop worrying about me!" shooting up and yelling at the top of my lungs the teddy bear crashes face first on the cold floor with disgust in myself. My vocal chords start to whimper and my lip trembles creating a frown. She hugs me dragging me on the floor forcing me to hug her. I push away heading to my bathroom,
"Liz, whatha doin'?" Fear is in her throat as her footing follows me like a shadow behind me. My fingers search my drawers and machine cabinet on the haunt for a razor. It's my fault; it always is…James, the reunion and now my adoptive parents! It's my fault, kept pounding in my head as I search. Finally, I find one the blade peers through my skin like an unwelcomed invitation into misery or Hell at this point. Robyn tries to make me stop before I cut to deep and hurt myself or before I started but, it was too late I craved into my arm. Blood pools and sprays on the counter, sink, and floor. Fingers are covered as the liquid slips through and drips on the floor.
She snatches a towel getting water on it quickly as Flash before I bleed to death. She presses pressure on my scared arm covered in blood. The white towel turns quickly crimson and she continues the pressure while, I cry hot tears.
When, it was over she was tell me a speech again like I take her speeches, not likely.
"You hear me!" She grips onto my chin tightly trying to get her point across, "It's never your fault and if you keep cutting you're going to kill yourself and I don't want to lose my best friend because of cutting, okay?" I nod as she puts badges on my skin taping it down so, it couldn't come off easily. Afternoon soon turned into night as she slept I snuck out again.
Spotting Batman and Robin were in a tight spot with Mr. Freeze I decided to help crashing the party.
"Sparrow!" Robin shouts in surprise and Batman turns his skull roughly hard for a quick look. Running in I pounce attacking some goons and unhooking the ice machine's wireless programing. Mr. Freeze kept clicking the button like a complete imbecile. I whistle getting him up attention,
"Hey, idiot I disabled it, you can stop clicking the button now." Fist cladding with his glass helmet punching right to his face. Grabbing his freezing ray gun I froze him in his place, giggling as I twirled the gun by the trigger and blew the smoke off the tip with a smirk.
"Thanks for the help." Batman boldly states before Robin gets a chance to speak.
"You're welcome, considering I saved your life once; I thought, why not do it again?" Gazes at me were happy and serious. The Dark Knight glares at me boldly but, bravery square in the eye.
"Dark Knights of Gotham, I am not a Brightly Shined Light yet I shine Through the Darkness clear as day. I'm not the Sharpest tool in The shed but, Cutting You like a Knife. Cold metal cuffs have not yet been Chained around my wrists so, why hasn't Justice been Served to the Innocent? Thorns Pricked the Skin, as the Rose Blooms in the Faint Light but, are airplanes Shooting stars? Blood dips in Sin As a Cold Dying body wishes to Be Freed but, a canary has Not sung A Song. What I paint with this brush is stomach churning…the eye of the beholder Sees it as beauty…the question is…do You?"
"I see you got my riddle, do you know the answer?"
"Yes, Robin." He turns to him trying to remember it.
"Light Brightly Shined I, The Thorn, Chained Darkness. Faint Light Shooting I, Cold Dying As Blood Blooms Freed Innocent. Be The Sharpest Knife. I'm A Song Not Pricked Skin Through Gotham Cutting Severed Rose As Sin. Justice Sees You, Dark Knights."
"And now you know my codename, you know a little about me." Holding my ground I stand I was an immoveable object he couldn't stare me down even if he tried.
"And considering the fact we know which side you're on." Batman comes back into the conversation he stretches out his black glove. "Welcome, to the Bats." I thought about it observing his hand closely and his facial expression I knew it was trick.
"Yeah, I know you have a micro joy buzzer in you glove, honestly, do you think I'm that stupid?" Smirking ear to ear knowing what he was trying to do and I was still on the watch and I wasn't going to come off my perch.
"Wow, um how do you know that?" Robin butts in the stand down crossing my arms and tapping my turquoise Converse on the ground lifting a brow.
"Because I observed before I shook, and I know his tricks every-single-one. Trust is a building block and I know he still doesn't trust me." Still holding my small but, yet see able smirk have slips the glove out and stuck his bare hand out for me to shake, "Plus, it was a test." Slipping it back on, he dug in his belt pocket for a Bat Rang handing it to me my mask scans the Bat Rang to see that anything was wrong with it. I still carefully accepted it and they were off into the darkness.