Tittle: Hell and Back
Author: ccron
Rated: K+
Summary: Everyone has their own hell and demons, mine just happen to take the form of Tony Zucco. Robin-centric, first fanfic
A/N: Hi, this is my first fanfic, not much to say except hope you like it and please review!
Everyone has their own hell and their own personal demon parade.
Some demons are mental; yet others choose to take physical form
Mine just happen to take the form of Tony Zucco
Yea, Tony Zucco the crime boss
Aren't I lucky?
But I wasn't born with this demon, haunting all my thoughts
No, I wasn't always Robin, protégé of Batman
I was once an innocent child going by Richard 'Dick' Grayson of the flying Grayson's
We were a family act, my parents and I, we were the only ones in the world who could do the quadruple flip
Happy days
We were successful, yet humble, circus performers
We had each other, we were happy
Key word being 'were'
One day, Tony Zucco decided to pay the circus a visit
He wanted money, or else
He threatened the circus; he wanted them to pay for 'protection'
They refused to give him any money
But he wouldn't leave it their
Nope
He came back
He came back on the day my family were doing their signature act
The quadruple flip, without the safety of a net
Yea
One day my world came crashing down, literally
He loosened the bolts on the trapeze
Just before my cue to jump in and join my parents on the trapeze, the bolts slipped
The rope dropped
My parents faces fell
They knew what was coming
They held each other tight
My mum looked at me
She yelled my name as they fell
That was the last thing she ever said
I watched my parents fall
I climbed down, off the tower
I ran to them
I screamed at them to get up
I pleaded
I cried
I did everything I could to get them to get up
They never did
Eventually I was dragged away from their bodies and the blood
There was so much blood
But no matter how far I went, or was dragged
I had had my first visit to hell
I would, could never, forget
Ever
Richard 'Dick' Grayson died that day
That day he watched his parents die
The day he watched his parents be murdered
Before I was nine I had visited hell
I had gained my first demon
And I had died
But I was reborn
As Robin, protégé of batman
I was given another chance
I fought for others, so they didn't have to fight
So they could live the happy life that was denied to me
So there can be peace
Maybe even a happily ever after
Who knows?