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SNAP. The sound echoed through the large area, seemingly deafening. But not as loud as the scream that followed. " MOM! DAD!" the small boy stared up, his bright blue eyes reflecting the horror in his voice.

As if in slow motion, he watched them fall closer and closer to the ground, until they collided with a sickening crack, an image that would be burned into his memory for eternity. His horrified eyes stared at the broken bodies lying in unnatural positions, blood starting to leak out onto the floor.

" Mom...dad?" Dick whispers as he falls onto all fours as his world shatters all around him. Tears roll down his face in hot, heavy streams, dripping and mixing into the dirt of the ground. The air seems to grow thick, unable to fit down his throat. He begins to gasp trying to calm down, but he couldn't. All he could see was his parents hurtling closer and closer to the ground. And unearthly scream rips itself from Dick's throat. It echoes all around, letting free all on the emotions wrapped inside him.

" TATI! MAMI!" he shrieks as the world around him turns into a blur, his eyes only seeing the bodies of his parents in front of him. Shock overtakes Dick and he starts shaking uncontrollably. The breath flows out on his lungs and the fear overtakes him. He falls onto his side and curls into a ball. Dick begins to gasp, his head turning fuzzy.

He couldn't breathe, no air could get into his lungs. Panic began to set in and he begins to thrash around, desperately trying to get a breath. His lungs were screaming at him to breath, but the panic was too much, the lack of air caused Dick to panic even more. His breaths became shallower and shallower as the stress attacked his body.

He wrapped his arms around his knees and began to rock back and forth, the tears flowing faster down his face as he gasped for breath. He squeezed his eyes shut but the images of his parents falling down and down and down and… He nails cut into his legs, causing rivulets of blood to flow down his legs.

Dick shakes and start muttering to himself, " N-no, no, n-no, no, no, no, n-no, no, no." He tries to suck in air frantically, trying soothe his burning chest, but his panicked body won't reply.

His heart begins racing out of control and the world begins to spin. Dick you need to breathe….breathe….Mom…..falling…..Breathe….Dad….Dead…..Breathe….Breathe….Dead….Dead….BREATHE! Suddenly air fills his lungs and he shoots up. He gets his weak limbs to comply and he drags himself over to the bodies on his parents. He collapses, his head landing of his mother's stomach and his arm draping over his father's stomach.

His tears fall onto his mother's bloodstained outfit, staining his face. " Mommy, daddy…." He croons and suddenly he is taken away into a memory, only a few fateful hours ago.

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" Hey Dickie," his father says as he ruffles Dick's hair. He turns and beams up at his father, who laughs and smiles back.

His mother approaches him and kisses him on the head, then pulls out his mask and ties it around his head. She turns to his father and ties the mask around his head. They stare at each other for a moment, then they gently kiss.

As they break away, Dick's father turns to him and pulls them all to the ground. They land in a heap together, all laughing and squirming on top on one another. Dick's mother begins to tickle both on them, causing his father to give a loud laugh. " Stop, stop," he protests, tears of laughter streaming down his face, " Not fair!"

She laughs too and they all are together, laughing, sharing a bright moment. Suddenly, a loud booming voice echoes through the tent. " LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS OF ALL AGES! WELCOME TO HALY'S CIRCUS!" His parents immediately get up, pulling him up too. They fix their costumes and head over to the side on the tent, to see the opening act. Dick had seen this act countless time, yet it never ceased to amaze him. He was drawn away from the show however by his parents conversing in low, hushed voices.

" This is Dick's first time in Gotham, remember? We always do it without a net here. He isn't ready." his mother insisted. "

He is so skilled though, I think he can handle it." his father replied.

Dick walks up in between them. " I'm not going tonight?" he asks, the disappointment clearly sounding in his voice.

His mother crouches down beside him, taking his face in her hands. " Dick, honey, it's too dangerous for you to perform tonight. You are only eight and it is dangerous." She kisses the top of his head and stands up.

His father, sensing his lingering disappointment, quickly sticks out his hand. Dick brightens noticeably and places his hand on top on his father's. His mother puts her hand on top of his and his father says, " How to we swing?" Dick and his mother answer in unison," With Grace!" " How to we fly?" "Like Birds!" "and how do we land?" Dick beams up at his parents with the brightest smile as he replies, " Together!"

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He is jerked out on his memory when rough hands try to pull him away from his parents.

"NOOO!" he shrieks, desperately grabbing onto them, " Mommy! Daddy!" The hands rip him away from them and throw him over their shoulder. Dick shrieks and pounds on the shoulder on the policemen taking him away. " MOM! DAD!" he screams as their bodies disappear from his view. He is thrust into a police car with the doors locked. Screaming, Dick pounds the windows, his blood stained hands leaving handprints. He curls into a ball on the seat, rocking back and forth. The sound of a door opening brings Dick out on his stupor and he sees the car is open, and a black gloved hand is outstretched towards him. He sees the escape and takes it, placing his small hand in it.

Bruce stares into the bright blue eyes of the child in the car, and all he can see is a reflection on himself. He knows immediately he has to rescue this child. He almost effortlessly opens the door, and offers his hand to the child. He takes it, just like Bruce knew he would. Bruce pulls him out on the car and they take off into the shadows. Bruce brings him into an empty alleyway, then gets down on one knee in front of him, grabbing his shoulders. " Richard, listen to me," he begins in his rough, gravelly voice. He hesitates for a moment, as the child gazes deep into his eyes, trusting him completely. Richard surges forward, wrapping his small yet strong arms around Bruce, tears flowing from his eyes. Bruce, shocked for a moment stands still, but then overtaken, wraps his arms around the child, enveloping him with his cape. Bruce stands up, holding the child gingerly in his arms, takes off down the street and into the darkness.

Sorry guys, I know that the ending isn't very much like Bruce but oh well. I was feeling angsty today and wanted to write.