Meeting My Hell

I snapped out of it as I push away. We were decimeters away and he could've been mine. I was so close! I left the water as Robyn shouts my names and ran to the garden. Tim soon follows not far behind. I ran pass the roses, pass the tulips, passes the cherry blossoms, and passing everything that could get in the way. I stomp on the soft grass, making the sharp turns; running like a horse full speed. I could take off and fly.

"SPARROW!" The cry makes me push harder, faster. I felt like Aslan in battle for Narnia, charging for justice and running for the cry my mind roared as I run faster and faster. "SPARROW!" Robyn cries again, "SPARROW! SPARROW, HELP!"

"ROBYN!" I pant as a stop as my feet glide across the grass. Someone had a hold of her while Alfred was tied up. The blade was at her throat, again with this! "Let go of her! Or I will-will,"

"Or what call the police? Kid, that pathetic don't you think?"

"No, I will kick your ass and I AM NOT CHILD!" I roar aloud and he starts laughing at me. He is pondering that am cracking a joke. My eyes are filled with hate and my actions cost me my life again. My heart is a time bomb about to explode and I start counting three, two, and one and … pounce. I attack him and say,

"Robyn get Tim and Alfred and run and never don't look back!" Tim stares at me as I attack the beast and beat him up. I threw the bloody knife and my fighting style comes in and Tim stares at aw. "Tim! Run you idiot!" As I wrestle the criminal to the ground. He stands there and I understand what he was trying to say, "Fine, throw me my backpack!" My checkered backpack screams across the air I body slam this guy to the soft, green grass that turns rough and bloody within seconds. I search though it and grab the hand cuffs. I punch in his head and cuff him and grab my cell. Start calling the police and again Commissioner Gordon is on his way.

The sirens blast through Gotham, their tires running to the seen, reporting and arresting the life threading criminal as I sit their quietly with rage.

"Well, Miss Wayne I hope you're safe and no got hurt." I didn't answer back; he puts something around my neck, its shiny reflection told me other wise. Gotham City Police Department Hero and A White Knight of Gotham; the gold shined in my silvery-blue crystallized eyes,

"What's this for? How come Sparrow didn't get one today?"

"Because you saved a life that's why." His soft blue eyes look in mine like he was trying to unlock something in my eyes.

I look in disgust, "You've got to be kidding? You mean someone like me without a mask saves her butler and her friends and gets a metal. Sparrow a vigilante who now risks her life everyday doesn't get a metal of concoction."

"Yes, we don't know who she is and we don't understand her resigning. If it's for evil or the good so we can't give her concoction yet." He ruffles my wet hair, "And when you're older Miss Wayne, I want you on my squad."

"No, thanks I work alone. And give Sparrow a chance, she saved Batman and Robin yesterday and today she saved a whole building full of kids and adults from Gotham's worst. Give her a chance, Commissioner." I walk away and look at that ridiculous metal at disgust and took off it and let it drop on the ground. Strom off and pass Alfred, Robyn and Tim looking confused at my pale face that's in fit of rage.

"Sparrow? What's wrong?" Robyn questions as I open the door and run into the manor; I leave the door open and canter. I aim straight for the Batcave. I run so fast that no one can catch up with me as I run to the old grandfather clock that is the passage way to the Batcave that closes behind me and I race down the winding staircase. I get to the Bat-Computer and see my police report that was filled of what happened in the past and now information. I scroll around and everything seemed correct, I hear something or someone come in. I grab a Batgun and run quietly to the bottom of the stairs sides. The person making the bottom of the stairs; I pop out from the side and shout,

"Freeze!" I point the gun in his face,

"Lady Elizabeth." Alfred cowards in fear,

"Sorry, Alfred," I point the gun to the floor and pant.

"Be coming jumpy, Lady Elizabeth?" He questions in almost British accent.

I look up at him like he was my father and answer with rage, "Yeah pretty much, with last night, then school, the pond, Robyn-you and THAT STUPID METAL!" I run and punch and kick the punching bag until I knock it over on the cold, damp, rocky floor of the cave. The thud echoes through the Batcave and I crash on the cave floor.

"Just like your father, Miss Elizabeth. You can stand it for a while until you break down," He grabs my shoulder and continues, "and fall apart. You have so much power for a twelve year old that you can't see. You are so blinded by intellect that you can't see through the blind, Elizabeth." He pauses again, "You are such a fighter and yet a hidden lovers that see can't love. Control yourself; control is the key for your lock, Miss Wayne."

"Alfred, it's not the control." I spin around, "It's what's happened to quickly for me." Alfred was waiting for the response, "Me and Tim almost kissed in that pond, if I kissed him she could've died. It would be my fault, my masters' taught me to fight here," I touch my hand on his head, "here," then at his heart, "and most importantly here." I touch dead center of his chest over with his black and white suit. "Your soul." He stares at me and then he understands. He nods at me and answers back,

"While, at least you weren't trained by assassins."

"While yeah, of course not. I can do what Batman can do without assassins."

He asks, "Can you escape, from a twenty foot dive from which you are chained, bagged, weapons are taken away and you are about to be dropped?" I ponder as I tap my foot to ponder.

"Yep."

He thinks of another question, "Okay, can you figure out a cold case?"

"Yes." He was dumbfound, bewildered at my answers.

"Will you do something that could cost someone's life so; you could save someone else's?"

"Yes, I would do anything for Gotham Alfred." He was even more bewildered at my answers and I sat there as he thought of anymore answers. Helena comes down the stairs and makes me irked and I punch her in the face and left the Batcave.