Chapter 9

Disclaimer: No. I own it in my own world. I will keep believing in it :p

-Dick's POV-

I stirred the pasta on to the fork in distaste and watched it plop back down on to the bowl.

"Not hungry?" I looked at Bruce's navy blue eyes that flashed with pity and concern. I shook my head and set my fork down.

"May I be excused," I asked inaudibly.

"Yes, Alfred will show you to your room."

Suddenly, Alfred came into the dining area and said, "Come with me, Master Dick." I curtly nodded and got up from my seat. I grabbed my things and followed Alfred.

"This is your room, young sir." I opened the door to my new room. I flashed the lights on I met dark blue walls, a table desk with a single red lamp, a warm brown drawer, a bed that was covered with white sheets, and a naive rug.

"Thank you, may I be alone?" I asked the English butler. The butler nodded and closed the door behind him. Time to unpack. I unpacked my duffel bag and stuffed them in the drawer. I took off the rubber band that was wrapped my poster and wore Will's GPD hat on my raven black messy hair. I unrolled the poster that revealed a Flying Grayson poster. John and I wore red shirts and green skin tight leggings. All the adults wore red shirts with gold trimming and white leggings. I clenched the poster tight to my chest.

"Mami, tatâ, unchi, mătușă, văr John, Will, Veronica...Îmi pare așa de rău...I'm so sorry." I went over to the desk that came with a set of drawers. The drawers included loose papers, pencils, colorful set of pens, glue sticks, and a roll tape. I grabbed the roll and went to tape the poster on the wall. I brushed my fingers against mami and tata's face. I took off the hat and put it on top of the drawer. I trudged over to the bed and the bed creaked with the added weight. I picked the necklace from under my shirt. I fingered the four rings all of them glistening against the rooms light. I read the words that were engraved inside the gold rings.

It read, 'La pasărea mea iubire~' I traced my fingers against the engraved words. "To my love bird," I translated in English. I dropped the gold rings and let them silently plop down on my T-shirt. Next, I picked up the silver rings and read the engraved words, 'To my innocent lover." I turned to my side grabbing all four rings into the palm of my hand. I murmured, 'I'm sorry' and eventually dozed off.

"Mami?" A small boy with bright blue eyes gazed up into her mother's eyes. The young boy didn't know why but an enormous feeling of relief spread through him. Suddenly, a man with black hair and green eyes appeared from thin air next to his beloved wife.

"Tata?" The man smiled at his son. But this smile didn't love but it looked almost sinister. The young boy cocked his head in confusion. Suddenly, a young couple appeared.

"Will? Veronica?" The young boy transformed into a teenager and the boy felt fear spread through him. But why was he scared? The teenager did not know so he was left all confused. When he was thinking about his confusion his mother wrapped her hands on his neck and screamed painfully.

"Mami! Ce este in neregula?" The teen spoke perfect Romani to his mother. The grip tightened and his mother yelled, "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" The raven haired teen clawed at the grasp choking on the death grip. The intense choking feeling vanished and the teen collapsed on to his knees gasping for air. Suddenly, the room turned pitch dark and four sets of red glowing eyes gazed hungrily at him. The teenager in fear tried to get up but every time he tried he collapsed in the very same position.

"It's all your fault!" The four voices yelled at the now crying child. He was morphing back into a nine year old and into a thirteen year old. The boy shakily covered his ears with his hands and shut his eyes tight trying to forget the blood red eyes.

"PLEASE STOP! TE ROG, OPRESTE!"

I opened my eyes wide and I was shaking from the nightmare. I sat up in a kneeling position and rested my head on top of my knees. Barbara's text ashes through my head and I was reaching to my phone but I stopped midway. No. I needed to shut her out or else she can die. I was bad luck. I only replied to get her off my back. The voices in my nightmare echoed through my head. 'It's all your fault!' I covered my ears but the voices wouldn't stop. I shook my head hoping I would shake off the voices and the rings jingled by the movement. I stared at the rings then I slowly put all the rings on my left hand. My four fingers were now dressed with rings. "It's all my fault...I'm sorry." Then, I heard the sound of fire crackling. Fire! Would another family die because of me? Maybe, it wasn't too late! Maybe, I can stop it! Maybe...no I couldn't take the chances. I hurriedly took off the necklace and rushed down the stairs. Then, I come into the living room where I saw a fireplace that was livid with a warm fire. The fire was the only thing that lit up the dark room. I shivered at the sudden coldness I felt. I slowly and cautiously waked over to a couch and stared at the crackling fire. At least, nobody is going to die...yet. I snuggled with a pillow uncomfortable with the loneliness that clenched at my heart. Then, I noticed that it was dark out from a window that was close to the fireplace. How long had I dozed off? I searched for a clock then I found a grandfather clock. It read...suddenly the grandfather clock opened and Alfred stepped out. He closed the clock and turned the hands of the clock counter clockwise, clockwise, and then counter clockwise once more the clock gave a click. I silently gasped and I watched Alfred walking away slowly shaking his head. What the hell was that? Was Alfred a bad guy? Why did he look so upset? I shakily walked over to the clock and turned the hands how I saw Alfred did and I heard a click. I gulped and I opened the door. Should I call the police? Or Bruce? No, I didn't even know if Alfred was truly a bad guy. He could've just been in a secret place where he could collect his thoughts like me with trees. I cautiously opened the clock and a small bright space. Confused, I stepped inside and then the grandfather clock shut itself behind me. I gasped again and then I tried to open it again but then I was going down. Oh, so this was an elevator. But where to? The ride jerked a stop and opened to what looked like a cave that was crazily decorated. There was a giant penny, a fossil of a dinosaur, a small section for the Joker that was decked with a giant playing card and had crazy clown heads. What the hell? Then, I caught sight of the batmobile. The batmobile?! What next caught my attention was even more shocking was Batman with his cowl down at a giant computer screen. The computer screen reflected his face and it belonged to Bruce Wayne.

-Bruce's POV-

I was typing at the Batcomputer when I heard a chime from the elevator. Thinking, it was Alfred with some tea that he brought from the kitchen I ignored it. But when I didn't hear the usual British accent I grew worried. I turned my computer chair and saw Dick. His eyes were wide with shock and I bet I looked bewildered myself that the boy found the Batcave so early. I heard another chime of the elevator and I took off my gaze off the teen.

"Master Bruce, I brought some- oh my." Alfred nearly dropped the tray full of steaming tea when he spotted the teen. Well, this just got unbelievably awkward.

Ah! It's short again! :/ but yay Dick found out Bruce's identity. I got how he learned about Bruce being Batman from the cartoon The Batman. But I added some of my ideas to it. Kinda.

Translations:

Mami: Mommy

tatâ: daddy

unchi: uncle

mătușă: aunt

văr John: cousin John

Îmi pare așa de rău: Im so sorry

Mami! Ce este in neregula?: Mommy! What's wrong?

TE ROG, OPRESTE!: PLEASE STOP!