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WOW! Clearly all you readers really like Bambs, or at least like him more than everyone used to like Jason. Can't blame ya for that though.
But will I listen!
How long had he waited for this day? The beautiful day when he would finally be a loud into the Watchtower. He had dreamt of what it would be like; crystal halls, expansive rooms, and marvelous foods. He would walk in like a king, with his family proudly with him and his best friend smiling and laughing by his side, loving it just as much as him. It was supposed to be one of the best days of his life, a new beginning, it wasn't supposed to be like this, it wasn't supposed to be an ending.
It was nothing like he had pictured. It was empty and cold, no windows or grand doorways. The walls were cold metal, dark grey, not even a peep of sunlight breaking through. He was so far above the Earth and yet never had he felt so low. The sound of their footsteps ricocheted against the encasement of the halls as they fell subject to the winding passageways through the hull of the satellite until finally they arrived at a pair of doors which opened revealing a bleach white room. He wanted to puke.
The room looked like the waiting room in the hospital except everything was white, reflective and blinding. Actually that was exactly what it was. Wally hadn't realized until that moment how hard he was breathing. He spared Roy a quick glance only to find the man was in even worse condition. Unsure of what to do Wally allowed his eyes to scan over the room and settle on a man who sat in one of the chairs.
His head was firmly resting in his hands as if connected there by some weird mutation. His breath was ragged and seemed to be coming with great difficulty. He was actually very well dressed, the best Wally had ever seen in his life he thought. Slowly, or perhaps very quickly, Wally was a poor judge at time; the man lifted his head from its prison to look at the two with harsh dark blue waters that thrashed against red lava that surrounded them leaving some water displaced to rush down his cheeks.
Holy crap it was Bruce fucking Wayne.
"Harper…?" He started in a weak even though his eyes never left Wally, "Why is he here."
"Because he's a friend of Bambi's, someone who actually truly cared about him."
Wally turned in shock to Roy, how could he say that to Bruce Wayne, a crying Bruce Wayne at that. Roy's gaze on the man though was one of pure unrelenting hatred. Looking back at Mr. Wayne he found he held a similar gaze, but with hurt and the slightest pinch of respect towards Roy.
"Fine, Kid Flash please follow Dr. Morton."
"Sure thing Bats," Wally readily replied without thinking. Upon realizing what he had blurted his head snapped up to look at the billionaire.
"No fucking way…" He whispered.
That was when his heart broke. This was how he was finding everything out; it took his best friend to be lying on his death bed for him to even learn who he really was. If Bruce Wayne was Batman, the Robs had to be little Richard Grayson; Richard Grayson who he had seen hundreds of times on the television for a million or more reasons, Richard Grayson who was the cute little orphan with the dark past and got lucky, Richard Grayson, the boy who acted, smiled and laughed nothing like Robin used to. Hell Richard never seemed to truly laugh. It was true, he was best friends with a person he didn't know at all, a person who was now about to forever leave the world he once flew above. And the worst part? It still hurt more than anything he had ever felt in his life.
"Wally, go with Dr. Morton." Bru-Or Batman, he wasn't sure which said back in his deadpan manner. But not even the Dark Knight could hide how he was dying on the inside, Roy didn't even try to.
Wally turned towards the man in the doorway. He seemed kind, he had a solemn smile on his face and a comforting arm outstretched. Wally half wanted to go to the man and hug him, hug him till he fell away into pieces.
"Come with me, time to say goodbye."
Short, but there is a chance in another update tomorrow or late tonight. Depends on how many reviews I get ;)
And you still don't know if he will live or not! ANNND you won't know next chapter either! Next chap is full of fluff as Wally Roy and Bruce say their last words (or are they?) to the baby bird!
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