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-Four Memories-
They say life goes on.
People come, people go.
Lies.
It was my day off. Walking down the street, I tried to forget my worries.
Tried.
I'm walking past the shadier side of town now. The next thing I know, an ambulance goes screaming by and skids to a halt at the corner. I break into a run automatically.
The man they're putting on the stretcher is gasping, blood coming from his mouth as they try to stabilize him. The knife is still buried in his flesh.
Slade's final taunt. Plasmus and Cinderblock together, whooping our asses. Suddenly I was alone, trying to hold them off. A minute later I'm tossed on the ground, barely able to keep my eyes open against the pain and oncoming death.
That's when I saw him.
Slade was smirking.
Robin gasped, blood falling onto the floor as he collapsed next to me.
"Robin." I whisper, ignoring the pain. He can't open his eyes.
"I… failed them." And he died.
"NO!" My scream echoes through the streets as the ambulance pulls away, racing against time to save his life. They won't make it. My knees buckle and I fall, clutching my head.
People come, people go.
-To Be Continued-