~Little Bat~
Her dad was always busy,
trying to desperately to make the streets safe for everyone,
for her.
The fear of the knowledge that his chances of coming home
varies from day and night to day and night
started to rip a hole into her soul.
She met a little bird,
so little yet so beautiful,
always making her feel alive.
They became close,
just not as close as the Little Bat would have liked.
The knowledge that the little bird didn't feel the same
forced that hole in her soul to grow.
The little bird had a secret he was hiding,
and the Little Bat found it out.
The little red headed girl decided right there and then
that she will created a weapon,
a mask,
for herself and run alongside the little bird and the older bat.
She had to;
her dad was getting older and her little bird was so little,
She couldn't let them get hurt or killed.
So she trained;
pushing her body past its limits,
breaking bones and tearing muscles ,
creating a weapon that she would use to defend those she loved.
It wasn't enough.
She joined a team,
making new friends,
but she still lost friends.
The hole started to grow and grow,
inch by inch.
She tries to hide the pain behind playfulness.
While it works on those that are still around her,
it doesn't lessen the pain that will soon consume it.