A/N: Woo! 170 reviews for just 10 chapters! That is so awesome! You know, I look at people's stories that have tons of reviews and I just think 'Those people are so freaking lucky' so thank you! Alright, here is the story! Oh and one review I want to answer:
ZS- I was thinking of doing one other. It'll probably be near the end though.
Dick POV
"You may have access to the bathroom. You will have access for no longer than five minutes." I moaned a little sitting up and letting go of Mary. I rubbed my eyes and tried to open them. Damn, I still can't see. I heard two more groans.
"Wally, Mary, get up. We need to get ready for training." Mary got up and used the bathroom. After she was done, I went and then Wally did.
"Bathroom time has expired. Food will now be served." I heard the food being lowered into the room when Mary and Wally suddenly gasped.
"What?" I asked, "What is it?"
"It's- it's bread." Mary breathed.
"I though that they only gave us disgusting, jail-food-type stuff. Not… bread."
"This is not good." I said.
"Why?" Wally asked. Oh, Wally… So clueless.
"It means that something big is going to happen soon. Really big."
"Like Defeat-The-Justice-League big?" Wally asked.
"Definitely." I said. I reached out and found the bread. I picked it up and studied it, not by looking at it of course. It felt stale and hard. I took a bite and almost gagged.
"I don't know where this bread has been," I rasped, coughing a little, "but it's some of the worst food I've had here."
"Really?" Wally asked worriedly. I nodded. I heard Wally pick up the bread and then spit it out.
"Yuck! Disgusting! Are they trying to poison us?" Then he stopped, realizing what he said, "Oh, uh, maybe they're just feeding us bad food. Yeah," he chuckled nervously, "that's all."
"Come on. Let's just eat it." I said, "We don't want to starve. Especially you, Wally."
Wally laughed nervously again and we split the bread. After a few minutes, the bowls were picked up.
"Food time has now ended. Depart from your rooms and proceed to the training room." I felt Mary grab my hand and lead me out of the room. I hate being blind. It sucks! At least it's not permanent.
"Identified: Nicole Prince, number 904."
"Identified: Veronica Summers, number 5602.
"Identified: Jackson Garcia-"
"Identified: Michael-"
"Identified: Mary Gaynors, number 8352."
"Identified: Richard Grayson, number 8357."
"Identified: Wallace West, number 16425."
I heard a cyborg come over to us, "Richard Grayson, number 8357, your injuries still limit your training capabilities. Report to room M16."
I sighed. I hated the mental training room. I heard the cyborg speak again as I started walking away, "Wallace West, number 16425, report to station W10."
Wally is going to be training with the weapons then. At least he won't have to do the mental training. Thank God.
I knew the training room by heart now and could navigate through it, even with my blindness. I found the room and walked in. A helmet came down onto my head and I collapsed to the ground and passed out.
I opened my eyes to see that I could see again. Just like yesterday, I was back in the circus. I was standing on the platform watching my parents fly on the trapeze set. I looked down to see I was eight years old again. Great. I felt this really weird feeling go through me, and while in the back of my mind I knew that it wasn't real, the helmet made me believe it was. I suddenly got excited and couldn't wait to jump into my mother's advancing arms.
Suddenly, I heard a weird grinding noise and looked up to see the wires breaking. My head snapped back to my parents and I watched their faces turn into looks of shock and horror. The wire snapped, and I reached for my mother's hands, but I couldn't reach them. I could only watch in despair as my parents plummeted towards the ground.
"Mami! Tati!" I couldn't help but yell. I climbed down the ladder as fast as I could and ran towards their bodies, "Nu!"
I fell to my knees in front of their broken, bleeding bodies and held them, sobbing. I caressed my mother's caved-in face and held my dad's shattered hand. I could feel the blood soaking my costume and staining my hands.
"Mami! Tati! Treziţi-vă! Ridică-te! Te rog!" Momentarily forgetting about the blood, I buried my face in my hands. When I tasted the blood, I yanked my hands away from my face. My tears had turned red, giving the image that I was crying blood. (Mom! Dad! Wake up! Get up! Please!)
I heard another scream and look up to see Bruce and Alfred falling.
"NO!" I screamed. I watched them crash into the ground with a wave of blood exploding around them. I choked on the horror and misery and stumbled over to them.
"Br-Bruce." I whispered, stroking Bruce's face. I turned to Alfred, "Alfred. N-no. No!"
More screaming sounded in the tent and I looked up to see the whole team falling. I could only watch in anguish and flinch when the sound of crunching and shattering bones echoed throughout the tent.
I broke down crying. I couldn't help it. I kneeled in the pond of blood and cried. I buried my bloody face in my stained hands and sobbed the loudest I had ever sobbed. I wailed in the silence and fell onto my side.
I could feel the nightmare continuing and felt the blood moving. I looked up to see the pond turning into an ocean. Waves of blood were rocking violently and started pushing me around. I couldn't see the bodies anymore.
I didn't even try to swim. I knew it was useless and I was too depressed. I wanted to die with them. I didn't want to be alone! I just wanted to drown in the sea of blood and join the ever-growing pile of ended lives that I seemed to cause.
A wave covered my head, blood flooded into my mouth, and everything went dark.
A/N: Ok guys I have a question (I will be asking this in my other story too.). Do you want me to create more new stories with longer (but not too much longer) updates or just keep these 2 (technically 3 if you count my Percy Jackson one) going with slightly faster updates? I really want to post them but I don't want you guys to be upset with the longer updates. Please tell me what you think. I'm gonna leave a poll up for it too. Review!
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