[|Please listen to the song while you read. Hope you enjoy!|]
Song: Hide

Artist: Little May
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[Robin]
|Location: Unknown|
|Time: 1:32 A.M|
|October 31, 2018|

There are many aspects in life that people oversee. Like a loved one. You never really know how much you love someone until they die. You never realized how pain your in until their gone.

The pain of never getting to see who you love ever again. Never share any important moments, any happy memories because you can't hear them laugh or see their smile.

Having the empty void in your heart where they used to be. Never smile because they aren't there to see it. Never laugh because they aren't there laugh with you.

We've all felt it, that indescribable pain of never seeing someone you love again. We've all openly admitted to it but sometimes, it's just better to Let Them Go.

For me, when I lose someone close to me, I always feel a terrible pain in my heart. A awful nightmare of them screaming 'IT'S YOUR FAULT!'. Them smearing their own blood to spell that in capital letters.

But ever since that day, he's shown me ways to dealt with it, ways to move on and forget.

As I said before, Life has many aspects, tasks and things to do. But there is one very simple word that people can't do yet some can.

Forget.

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[Robin]
|Location: Mount Justice|
|Time: 5:43 P.M|
|September 17, 2015|

I wrapped my hands so I wouldn't hurt myself on the punching bag. I stood in front of the bag as I had that fancy arm band that holds my phone. I turned up the volume and began training.

Punch after punch. Kick after kick. Weave and kick. Bob and punch.

~After Training~

I dropped my fist as sweat trickled down my forehead. I then began to unwrap my hands. I kept my shoulders tense so I could feel the burn.

" Wow" I heard a voice behind me say and I grabbed a bird-a-rang and threw it behind me.

" Omg! Look out!" Someone yelled and I groaned. KF. Or as he team knows him, Wally West. Or as I know him, KF, Wally, Red-Head, Ginger-Me-Whole, The Pale One, Palest Of Them All, Brother from anothah mothah, bro, Wallace, West, Kid Stomach, Kid Mouth and so forth.

But I've probably would have knocked him unconscious if I didn't know it was Wally. I rubbed the back of neck, it's been constantly irritating me ever since that mission with Poison Ivy I had with Batman.

" Really Walls?" I asked and turned around. He gave a sheepish shrug as I walked toward him.

" It's ok to be embarrassed walls" I gave him a smirk and I saw him blush in embarrassment. Then his phone went off. He gave a look down and saw the message. He slipped the phone back in his pocket and looked at me.

" I gotta go Robin." He said and sped out. Please don't tell me that was his dad, his dad is abusive. It pains me to hold him at night in the middle of a nightmare and him sobbing. All I can do is shush him and try to make him feel better.

He's done the same for me, he's helped me through gruesome nightmares about my parents. In which I can't be more thankful for. I changed into a green hoodie, a pair of blue jeans and converse, then I grabbed a blanket. I wrapped the black abyss around my body and cuddled in the couch.

Why did he have to leave so sudden? Some questions ran through my mind as I slowly got tired.

My vision had swirls and soon I was swept away by sleep itself.

/Dream/

My parents carried me up to the center ring. Dragging me up the ladder as we got higher and closer. I tried to scatter away. But my mom grabbed me and threw me against the post and I flinched. I fell to the floor and looked up. I saw their deformed bodies. They seemed to function and walk perfectly fine.

" What are y-" I started but she grabbed me by my hair and smashed my head against the floor.

" Shut up Twerp!" My mom yelled and kicked my head violently and I felt blood. My vision spiraled.

" Why are you so annoying?! Why couldn't you have saved us!?" My dad said and I saw a flash of a bright object started slashing at me with a knife. I felt cuts in my back and I had tears running down my face.

" You never talk! You never kiss us! You just defective!" My dad yelled and my vision cut out to his final words.

" Your just a mistake"

Then I stood in front of a grave. No one was around me, the grave was buried.

Here lay Mary and John Grayson. Two parents to a beautiful child, Richard John Grayson. May they rest in peace.

I looked and saw my hands and body soaked in blood. I was sobbing as I saw myself back in that dreaded circus uniformed and I saw my parents emerge from there graves.

" Don't you remember Kayla sweetie! Remember what happened to her!" My mom yelled as she slapped me. Her eyes were gone, replaced by blackness and blood tracks falling where they used to be. Her legs and back were bend but she walked just fine.

" Yeah honey! Remember how you couldn't save her!" Dad yelled and punched me. My body twirled to the floor. Near my body I saw a gun. I grabbed it quickly and stood up. I aimed it at them and I felt a hand on my shoulder.

" Take aim carefully, breathe and release" I heard someone say said softly into my ear and my mom ran at me. I pulled the trigger and it shot her right between the eyes. I looked up and saw Jason. He held a hand on my shoulder and kept his sight ahead at my father.

I returned my sight to in front of me and saw my mother fall to her knees. She fell and my dad still ran. I aimed and I shot. Right in the chest.

" Good shot Dickie Bird" Jason said as I turned around and saw him with a satisfied smile. My eyes widened as I dropped the gun and he started laughing.

/Dream Over/

I gasped awake and looked around violently. I looked above me and saw Jason shaking me with Damian looking at me worriedly.

I couldn't hear what they were saying. I closed my eyes and allowed my heart to slow down.

" Robin!" Jason's voice was a low whispered until it got louder.

" I'm fine" I replied softly and blinked. I reached and felt my cheek, tears fell down my cheeks slowly and my breathes were labored.

" No, your not" Jason said and I looked at his worried face. Not his eyes, his eyes were shielded by a mask. I could still see his worried expression.

" I said. I'm fine" I said stubbornly and stood up. I flipped over the couch and started walking.

" Where are you going?" Damian asked and I didn't turn around.

" To clear my head" I said and walked down the hallway.

" To clear my head"

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Sorry! To all my assassin children. I had this typed out and it needed so severe editing.

I hope you enjoyed my new chapter of Crimson Chains. I had fun writhing it. Sorry it took me so long to write and post. It's been a couple weeks, days, months. I don't know how long.

I have some ideas from some new books.

-Attack On Titan
-Sword Art Online
-Supernatural
-Avengers
-I Go Inside My Books
-Internet Support Group
-OC Books where I create an OC and they go adventures and you see their back stories
-Ask The Batfamily
-Ask The Robins
-Dare The Batfamily

I won't stop writing Batman and Robin fanfiction I can assure you. Just comment which one you would want more for me to write.

|Comment| Not forcing you too! I promise. You don't have to. I read all my comments.

|Vote| Not forcing either! I won't say 'Please Vote so it'll give me encouragement to write more' no. Just no. I'm not that type of person.

Anyways! I hope you liked it and I hope to post another chapter in a week or on Sunday.

Bye Bye my assassin children.

-FemaleNightwing!