A/N: Uhm… yeah… the next chapter… I'm not really sure what to say more… so, enjoy the next chapter…


Many thanks and kudos to my wonderful, awesome, talented beta Cherry Jade!


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Chapter Eight:

Little Bird


Last chapter:

Had he really done the right thing? Was it really right to be with her – to love her?
Richard shook his head. He shouldn't think about that. He should be happy to have her.
He would love her and nothing could happen to her. He would protect her.
Richard smiled at his new determination and opened the door entering his house.

"Everything would be fine!" he said to the darkness and emptiness in his house.

"Do you really think that, Robin?" a voice haled through the house.


Richard tensed and swallowed hard. Every muscle in his body contracted. He felt as if he would explode any moment from the hot anger which immediately swept his body.

"You! Where are you? Show your face!" Richard spat out desperately drying to make out any moves in the darkness of the house.

A bark of cold laughter could be heard. "You surely are not as good as you used to be."

Richard leaped at the direction the voice was heard only to be greeted my more darkness and emptiness. "Why are you here?" he asked as he wandered through the dark living room to find a clue where the man could be.


Raven looked stood in front of the mirror in her room and looked at her reflection, searching for a difference from her usual self. There has to be something which had changed.

Raven felt as if the change in her heart, in her soul had to be reflected by her appearance.

Maybe her eyes? Did they look different? As the saying goes 'Eyes are the window to the soul'.

Shouldn't they reflect her soul's happiness?

Or maybe her hair? Raven's hands wandered to her long violet her hair tugging some strands behind her ears. Could her heart's spark cause them to be shinier?

Raven shook her head. She was acting childish. Why should anything about her change? Just because she felt happy since the suicide of her father, just because she was able to open her heart, just because – for the first time – she felt as if her life was worth living.

"Argh! I'm really mutating to a crazy, lovey-dovey girl." She muttered and turned away from her pier glass only to find the small form of her little sister standing at the door frame of her room.

Raven smiled at Mira. "Can't sleep?" she asked and gestured the little girl to her bed.

Mira only nodded her head and crawled into Raven's bed and waited until Raven did the same.

Once settled down, Mira tucked at Raven's shirt and looked at her with her big, green eyes.

"Do you want me to read you something?" Raven asked and Mira shook her head.

"Shall I … sing?" Raven used to hate to sing. Yes, she had sung when she was younger. She had sung when her father had lived. Singing meant sharing emotions. With a song you could express all the feelings you were not able to express openly. A song is something personal, something deep. Raven had never felt something to share – until today, until Richard came along and now she felt as if a song would be a good idea.

Mira smiled slightly and once again nodded her head.

Raven sighed and leaned her head against her soft pillow. A song – she searched her head for a song.

And then it came to her. A song her father used to sing to her when she was small. She had never really understood what the song meant when she was younger but now, she perfectly understood.

Her voice trembled when she began to softly chant the song:

There's a little bird
Somebody sent down to Earth
To live along the wind
Blowing on the wind
And she sleeps on the wind
This little bird, somebody sent


You know exactly why I'm here." The voice answered. "Did you really think I would not find you?" Another roll of sardonic laughter could be heard. "You are too practicable, Robin – to move to Jump City. Hilarious. And then to buy the house next to them."

"Shut up and show yourself. Or are you afraid?" Richard yelled. He had to found him and bring him down. But he was clearly shorthanded with the darkness surrounding him.

The voice continued without reacting to Richard. "But the best is that you actually fell in love with her." The voice chuckled. "I thought you would be more intelligent. To begin an affair with the da-"

"Shut up!" Richard roared lunched to the direction of the voice but one again he was only greeted with nothing-ness. He ran towards the wall of his living room and searched the wall for the light switch. He let out a sigh of relief as he found it. But the sigh of relief turned into a roar of frustration as he recognized that the light didn't work.

"Robin, Robin, Robin, did you really think that I would come unprepared?" the man asked. "So, tell me, how was it to fuck the little bird? Was she worth it? Was she good?"

Richard could feel hot breath on his neck and he quickly spun around, his fist clenched, ready to kill the man. One more wouldn't matter.

And indeed, his fist connected with a nose and he could feel a warm liquid running along his fist. The feeling of satisfaction was creeping through his spine – satisfaction and thrill. Something inside him struggled to break free.

Unknown to Richard a satisfied smile crept onto his face. "So, I was right. You still enjoy the feeling of blood on your hands, don't you Robin?" the voice snarled into his ears and Richard once again let his fist fly into his face. "I see you do! You love the feeling of thrill and ecstasy running through your whole body, don't you Robin. You can't help yourself but you love it. You want to feel blood on your hands, don't you?"


Light and fragile
And feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful
The sun shining through
She flies so high up in the sky
Way out of reach of human eyes


Richard roared and screamed and leaped and punched and hit the man in front who – despite the hits and punches – seemed totally unfazed.

"Did you really think you could run away, Robin?" the man asked as Richard let his fist fall at his eyes.

Panting heavily, the young man looked at the older man in front of him. "What. Do. You. Want?" Richard demanded.

"As I said, you know what I want. I-"

"No," Richard screamed. "I won't. Never again."

"What a pity," the man spoke with his cold voice. "Then, maybe I should visit your little girlfriend. I have to give you credit for your nice taste. She is beautiful and she sure has a nice body." He laughed at the enraged expression on the young man's face. Everything was going according to his plan. "Do you think she would mind if I would visit her?"

Richard seethed. His fists clenched and unclenched several times. He glared at the man with so much hatred he could muster. "If you just lay a finger on her, I-"

"You what? Will you kill me?" The man laughed.

"Yes, I will!" Richard said between clenched teeth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. And here I was thinking that you wanted to change your life. As it seems I was wrong." He walked a little closer but Richard didn't flinch back. "But then again, nobody can escape what is in his blood, can he? Nobody can change his destiny." The man moved closer until he was just mere centimetres away from Richard. "And believe me Robin, this is your destiny. Your only destiny. You went too far to turn back. You will be forever a –"

Richard screamed before the man could finish his speech. "No," he whispered. "No!" he said louder. "NO!" Richard finally screamed. "I changed and I won't go back."

"You will, Robin. You will." The man steel cold voice tickled Richard's ear. "It would be a shame if your girlfriend's beautiful face would be harmed, wouldn't it." He chuckled. "Or, what would your little bird do if she knew the truth about you. Would she still love you? Would she still stay with you?"


Light and fragile
And feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful
The sun shining through


The man had struck a nerve. Richard's eyes widened. He burnt with anger and self-loath. He felt so desperate like never before in his life before.

What should he do? He had no other choice than to oblige or Raven would be the one to pay for him.

He should have come to Jump City. It had been better if he had stayed in Gotham.

"So?" The man asked an eyebrow arching.

Richard just nodded; his eyes fixed at the man's face.

"I knew you couldn't resist my offer." The mysterious man smirked and from seemingly nowhere he let appear a file and threw it at Richard's feet. "This is your first mission. I want it to be fulfilled within a week. If not, I have to break a Raven's wings."

Before Richard could say anything, the man had disappeared with flash of light.


And the only time that she touches ground
Is when that little bird, little bird
Is when that little bird, little bird
Is when that little bird, little bird…


Richard dropped on his knees and felt something warm crashing onto his hands. He lifted his right hand to his cheek and felt the tears streaming down. The tears felt so strange, so alien.

He had lost – once again he had lost.

Lost his dignity and soul.

Is when that little bird dies


A/N: Another chapter finished… and only two more before the new chapters… at least for the one who read the story before it got deleted…

Just for you to know: I intentionally left out the identity of the man. It will be revealed soon.

The same goes with Richard's/Robin's past - although, I left enough clues to for you to guess.

The italic lines are the parts Raven is singing to her sister. It's "Little bird song" by Jewel. It's more a Lullaby than a song.


Ok, I wanted to thank everyone who reviewed the last chapter and the whole story… thank you so very, very, very, very much and… I just love you all… in purely platonic way, of course

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So, goodbye… for now…

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Love, Alena