Scarlet Fever
Just a few days after Tim has been returned to the family, Samantha is having nightmares about Jason and Tim. It was only days before that Samantha had learned the Wayne Family Secret and the meaning of Night Work. Can she reconcile this in her own heart? And who is the mysterious Mr. Whiteface?
Part 2: Dreams of a Terrifying Nature
Samantha heard several shots go off. She stopped breathing. She studied Tim while he slept. He was fine. The bullets didn't hit him, but why did she think that Tim had been shot? She didn't find it unusual that she was in his room. Was it because he had been or was it because he was going to be? What had she seen? Everything felt strange. She went to the window. Jason was outside firing his guns at some unknown attacker in the distance. The attacker came closer. Every bullet that Jason fired seemed to bounce off the guy. The look on Jason's face was pure terror. As the figure drew closer, the man swung something at Jason knocking him aside. Samantha could clearly see the man's face now. He was pasty white and he had a grin that was almost as wide as his face. His lips were blood red and his hair was green. Then he started laughing.
"HHHHAAAAHHHAAAAHHHAAHHHAAAAAHHHHAAAA!"
Samantha shrunk away from the maniacal laughter. She stumbled over something and looked down. Her eyes became wide with fright. Tim was dressed in the costume that Bruce had shown her. He had called Tim, Red Robin. Tim was lying on the ground, he was bloody and beaten. His uniform was torn in places. And his pair of red wings were pinned down as if he was a butterfly specimen. The mask he was wearing was partially torn away and there was blood running down his face. His limbs were twisted and broken and his eyes were sightless. The maniacal laughter continued in the background, a wild laugh that sent chills down her spine.
"Poor little birdie has fallen. Now it's your turn!"
The pasty white face rushed toward her and Samantha could not help screaming. "EEEEAAAAAAHHHHH,"
Samantha suddenly sat up in bed and hugged her knees to her chest. She was trembling. What had she just dreamed? Who was that man, that man with the white face and red lips? He had killed Tim. No, Tim was with his brothers. Dick had kept Tim with him since they had returned from wherever they had gone to rescue him. Damian and Jason were with them, too.
'I haven't been able to see, Tim," Samantha stated. "I yelled at him at the dance and then he left. I couldn't take it back, and when that plane crashed I thought the worse, but I knew it couldn't be true. And now that he's home, I'm afraid to see him. Maybe I should apologize, but he left me with two babies still inside me. It's been weeks.'
Samantha felt frozen in place. She didn't know what to do. Dick was keeping Tim close to him, not letting him out of his sight, and even Damian didn't seem to want to leave Tim's side either. She was so confused on what to do. Samantha eventually fell back into a dreamless sleep.
Continues with Part 2