Well, here's one more chapter. I can't believe I had time enough to write this. It's hell week at my school next week with AP testing and all, but I just had to get this chapter off my chest. I wanted to cry during the whole process, but I thought it was worth it. Do you?
Disclaimer: Guess what!? It turns out I own the rights! I own them all! Wait...were talking about Young Justice? No I most definitely do not own those rights. I wonder what rights I do own then...
When Robin next opened his eyes, an all too familiar scene awaited him. He was high up in the air on a platform surrounded by the red and white stripes of a tent, a circus tent to be exact. When he looked down he was encircled by hundreds of fans, dwarfed by the extent of his height. And though he was so very high in the air, he felt no vertigo, no fear what so ever, as though this height was where he was meant to be.
Suddenly, a woman flipped neatly in the air and laded by his side on the platform. She was wearing a white and red patterned leotard that he noticed matched his own costume, and when she looked at him, Robin could feel love and affection roll off of her in waves. This was his mother.
With a wink, she jumped of the platform and swiftly grabbed on to the trapeze bar that was timed perfectly into her reach. As she flew, she passed another acrobat on a similar bar as he likewise flew by. The second acrobat let go of his bar and did three breathtaking twists in the air before landing onto the platform next to Robin.
"Don't worry my little robin, it will be your turn soon enough," the man whispered, smiling at the boy with the same affection and love as his mother. This was his father.
With those final words, the man flipped back off the platform into the waiting arms of his wife. She grabbed his hands with ease and together they swung through the air, not a worry in their mind.
As Robin watched them swing, he heart soared along with them. "Mother, Father." The words rolled off his tongue leaving a pleasant feeling in their wake. He longed to be with them, flying through the air, free as bird, free as a robin. He watched as they flipped gracefully thought the air again and caught the bar with their legs. They both then swung toward him, hands outstretched. It was his turn, his turn to fly.
As his parents hands grew closer and closer to him, he looked into their soft, smiling faces as they both looked loving back toward him. He prepared himself to jump into his parents waiting arms, squatting down in anticipation. But, before he could make his leap of faith, time seemed to freeze. A resonating "SNAP" could be heard as the wires holding both his parent's lives in the air suddenly broke in unison. He watched as his parents started to descend in the air. They continued to smile, at first ignorant to what happened, but as they started gaining speed, realization dawned upon them. Their smiles twisted into looks of horror and their eyes relayed one last goodbye to their still waiting son before they smashed down into the ground below. There was no net, no mat, only hard dirt awaiting their arrival. Before Robin could even blink, his parents became dark red splotches, hundreds of feet below him.
The boy's anguished cry could be heard for miles in all directions. It was at first the only sound to pierce the air after a dead silence. With the scream came hot tears, flowing out of his eyes like raindrops, splashing down onto his parent's lifeless bodies below.
But suddenly with the cries could be heard another sounds, this one new and never before heard at the scene. A high pitches maniacal laughter overlapped the boy's cries of grief, creating a horror-movie-like soundtrack as their notes intertwined.
The boy lifted his sobbing form up enough to view where the dark expression of delight was coming from. Across from him on the opposite platform stood a clown draped in a purple suit, laughing his guts out while staring directly in to the boy's moist eyes. Ironically though, the clown did not belong in that circus tent. He was there as an uninvited guest into a memory dug up from the depths of Robin's mind.
"My, what beautiful dreams you have Bird Boy," the Joker screams across the tent. "I just love a good circus performance." The maniac then pulls out some sort of glider-like object from the folds of his suit and jumps off his platform, gliding toward the mourning bird.
Paralyzed with both sadness and fear, the boy could do nothing but watch as the deranged clown slowly made his way over to him. He suddenly didn't feel as comfortable with the height. He longed to be back on the ground, away from the aerial deathtrap.
The clown then landed with a thump onto his platform, contrasting with the gently landings that his parents had made just moments before. Folding away his glider, the clown makes his way over to the boys crumpled up, crying form, and without warning, he began to sing.
Poor little birdie all alone,
crying out a saddening tone.
His tears they fall, down a well,
onto the grounds his parents fell.
Now their dead, their bloods a mess,
flowing to their son's distress.
And now that he has never flown,
Poor little birdie all alone.
The boy's tears flowing harder than ever before, he could barely make out the clown's smiling face coming toward him. He didn't care what happened. He just wanted the pain to go away. The pain of loss, the pain of sadness, the pain of losing the ones he loved the most.
The Joker reached down and picked the boy up by the scruffs of his costume. He held him in the air for a few seconds, staring directly into the boys revealed blue eyes. "Your mine now Richard Grayson," the Joker whispered before letting go of Robin and watching him fall down, down, down, onto the waiting bodies of his parents below.
*Sniff Sniff* Wow, That whole chapter was very unplanned. I usually write out a little outline of what I want to write about in my chapter, but I didn't have time for that so I just dived right in. I also tried out my poetry skills with Joker's poem. Was it any good or did it fall and die just like poor Graysons? Please REVIEW if you can. I'd love to hear what you guys think about the story thus far. Reading some reviews would definitely help me get through my torturous AP testing I have to go through.