Chapter 3
Hello my fine readers! I hope you enjoy my third installment. Yes I agree smoking is horrible! Never ever do it! But it just adds to the whole Robin's attitude thing. Also yes there are going to be some spelling mistakes. I swear I am the worst speller ever it takes me like an hour to do my spell check so any way on to the story.
Robin stretched his arm as long as physically possible and then some desperately reaching for his mothers falling form, her blue eyes fixed upon his matching ones as she fell until finally, her body felt the impact and they rolled to the back of her head. He watched as each of his family members collided with the ground bellow. Tears streamed down his checks as the realization that they were not going to get up ever again washed over him. He looked upon the man that had promised to protect them, this batman, rage spreading through his young trembling body. He looked down at his family's lifeless bodies the only movement was a small twitch that had over come his brothers leg.
The Boy Wonder shot up from his bed, drenched in a cold sweat. Thunder cracked awaking him fully. He had had the same relentless dream, memory for over six years now. It was a haunting midnight routine. He sighed tried to resume normal breathing as he ran his hand through his damp hair, staring at the clock. 2:18. He slowly slid out from under his blankets and stood, yawing and licking his dry lips. He soundlessly walked down the hall to the kitchen area, not bothering turning on any of the lights, for he preferred the darkness at this time of night. He pulled out a glass form a cabinet and filled it with refreshing water bring it too his parched lips.
"Who is there?" A worried voice questioned from the hall, turning on the lights.
"Oh it is you Robin" Starfire breathed a sigh of relief as Robin glared at her while chugging his glass of water. "I see you could not sleep as well. The thunder keeps me awake?" she continued speaking, ignoring his angry looks. Robin finished his water and traveled into the living room where sat down on the couch and lit a cigarette. Starfire followed.
"May I ask what keeps you from sleep?" She politely asked.
"No" The answer was short without emotion. Robin inhaled on his cigarette noticing the look of hurt in the girl's eyes. He carefully let the smoke crawl out of his mouth reconsidering if her should give the girl a real answer. She sat at his side not speaking a word incase she would further irate him. A look of pure shook over came her face when she received a solid answer. "Dreams...well I guess you could call them memories." He told her staring ahead not wanting to see the concern in her eyes though he could feel it in the air. Footsteps caught his attention when her realized she had left the couch and ventured down the hallway. Seconds latter she returned with a small black book in her hands. She proudly smiled as she handed it to him. He reluctantly took it unsure of what she could be up to. Robin opened the book and thumbed through it only to find blank pages.
"I thought this could perhaps help you. You may write down your thoughts and memories on the blank pages. Perhaps even the many secrets you keep inside. I used one on my home planet." She explained the use of this blank book after she saw great confusion on his face. Robin had no idea what to feel so he asked the first thing on his mind. "Why for me" She was confused by his response. Had she not just explained its purpose to him? "I thought you might find it useful?" She tried to clarify reading his perplexing body langue. Minuets went by as the boy just stared at the black cover of the book, bewildered. Starfire began to lose faith that the boy would accept her gift.
"You do not like it." She said more to herself than to him as she bowed her head.
"Why did you get ME a gift?" He asked clearly flustered and unsure if he really did like it. In all his time with the Teen Titans no one had ever given him such a gift with so much thought put into it.
"Because you are my friend" She told him, almost shocked he would ask such a question. Robin tore his eyes from the book and onto hers. Together they searched each other's eyes, both trying to read the others mind, and there Robin found some thing that had not seen or felt in a long time, sincerity. Feeling slightly awkward Robin realizing what he was doing, quickly breaking the gaze. He stood up making sure his forgotten cigarette would not catch fire again. He hastily walked down the hall into his bedroom not even wishing Starfire a good night, all the time griping the book to his side. He quickly opened the door and slid into his room tossing the book onto his floor. It was a waste of time he told himself. He could not be concerned with writing down his worthless thoughts and 'secrets' when he was to be protecting the cities people. Why would she even want to bother with him anyways? Why could she not leave him to his thoughts like the others? Robin stared down at the ebony book, lying open. He noticing a few blue scribbles on one of random pages the book had opened to. He strolled over, curious of what could have already been written in his journal. He slowly picked it from off the floor careful not to lose the page. He sat down on his bed reading the loopy writing. Robin, I hope you accept this gift as a start to a new friendship. Starfire The message was short but it kept Robin awake till first sunlight as he read it over and over in his mind. Why did she wish to be friends with a heartless person like himself? From what he could tell they were complete opposites? He through threw book across the room letting it slam into the wall across from him. This was pointless. Yet as he tried to convince himself this was idiotic, he could not help but feel a small flicker of emotion in his dead heart.
Hello my fine readers! I hope you enjoy my third installment. Yes I agree smoking is horrible! Never ever do it! But it just adds to the whole Robin's attitude thing. Also yes there are going to be some spelling mistakes. I swear I am the worst speller ever it takes me like an hour to do my spell check so any way on to the story.
Robin stretched his arm as long as physically possible and then some desperately reaching for his mothers falling form, her blue eyes fixed upon his matching ones as she fell until finally, her body felt the impact and they rolled to the back of her head. He watched as each of his family members collided with the ground bellow. Tears streamed down his checks as the realization that they were not going to get up ever again washed over him. He looked upon the man that had promised to protect them, this batman, rage spreading through his young trembling body. He looked down at his family's lifeless bodies the only movement was a small twitch that had over come his brothers leg.
The Boy Wonder shot up from his bed, drenched in a cold sweat. Thunder cracked awaking him fully. He had had the same relentless dream, memory for over six years now. It was a haunting midnight routine. He sighed tried to resume normal breathing as he ran his hand through his damp hair, staring at the clock. 2:18. He slowly slid out from under his blankets and stood, yawing and licking his dry lips. He soundlessly walked down the hall to the kitchen area, not bothering turning on any of the lights, for he preferred the darkness at this time of night. He pulled out a glass form a cabinet and filled it with refreshing water bring it too his parched lips.
"Who is there?" A worried voice questioned from the hall, turning on the lights.
"Oh it is you Robin" Starfire breathed a sigh of relief as Robin glared at her while chugging his glass of water. "I see you could not sleep as well. The thunder keeps me awake?" she continued speaking, ignoring his angry looks. Robin finished his water and traveled into the living room where sat down on the couch and lit a cigarette. Starfire followed.
"May I ask what keeps you from sleep?" She politely asked.
"No" The answer was short without emotion. Robin inhaled on his cigarette noticing the look of hurt in the girl's eyes. He carefully let the smoke crawl out of his mouth reconsidering if her should give the girl a real answer. She sat at his side not speaking a word incase she would further irate him. A look of pure shook over came her face when she received a solid answer. "Dreams...well I guess you could call them memories." He told her staring ahead not wanting to see the concern in her eyes though he could feel it in the air. Footsteps caught his attention when her realized she had left the couch and ventured down the hallway. Seconds latter she returned with a small black book in her hands. She proudly smiled as she handed it to him. He reluctantly took it unsure of what she could be up to. Robin opened the book and thumbed through it only to find blank pages.
"I thought this could perhaps help you. You may write down your thoughts and memories on the blank pages. Perhaps even the many secrets you keep inside. I used one on my home planet." She explained the use of this blank book after she saw great confusion on his face. Robin had no idea what to feel so he asked the first thing on his mind. "Why for me" She was confused by his response. Had she not just explained its purpose to him? "I thought you might find it useful?" She tried to clarify reading his perplexing body langue. Minuets went by as the boy just stared at the black cover of the book, bewildered. Starfire began to lose faith that the boy would accept her gift.
"You do not like it." She said more to herself than to him as she bowed her head.
"Why did you get ME a gift?" He asked clearly flustered and unsure if he really did like it. In all his time with the Teen Titans no one had ever given him such a gift with so much thought put into it.
"Because you are my friend" She told him, almost shocked he would ask such a question. Robin tore his eyes from the book and onto hers. Together they searched each other's eyes, both trying to read the others mind, and there Robin found some thing that had not seen or felt in a long time, sincerity. Feeling slightly awkward Robin realizing what he was doing, quickly breaking the gaze. He stood up making sure his forgotten cigarette would not catch fire again. He hastily walked down the hall into his bedroom not even wishing Starfire a good night, all the time griping the book to his side. He quickly opened the door and slid into his room tossing the book onto his floor. It was a waste of time he told himself. He could not be concerned with writing down his worthless thoughts and 'secrets' when he was to be protecting the cities people. Why would she even want to bother with him anyways? Why could she not leave him to his thoughts like the others? Robin stared down at the ebony book, lying open. He noticing a few blue scribbles on one of random pages the book had opened to. He strolled over, curious of what could have already been written in his journal. He slowly picked it from off the floor careful not to lose the page. He sat down on his bed reading the loopy writing. Robin, I hope you accept this gift as a start to a new friendship. Starfire The message was short but it kept Robin awake till first sunlight as he read it over and over in his mind. Why did she wish to be friends with a heartless person like himself? From what he could tell they were complete opposites? He through threw book across the room letting it slam into the wall across from him. This was pointless. Yet as he tried to convince himself this was idiotic, he could not help but feel a small flicker of emotion in his dead heart.