Song: If I Had A Heart

Artist: Fever Ray

Music please listen to.
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Recap:

" Robin!" I heard someone yell and I saw Bruce and Jason running towards me. I rolled out of Joker's fist. I don't even remember seeing Jason, sneaky hood.

" Ohh. You've gotten good birdie" he said and started throwing his god forsaken playing cards at me. I dodged more and I jumped over his throwing cards.

Even when it couldn't get worse, I got hit in the stomach with a vine. Ivy, I swear to Jesus. I flew back and landed on my side. I spun until I hit the side Of a building harshly.

I stood up and I saw Batman and Jason handling Ivy and Joker. Placing a hand over my presumably broken ribs and probably spine. Just exaggerating don't worry.

" Hello Robin." I heard someone said and I felt a cloth over my mouth. I did my best not to breath whatsoever. I started to struggle but I saw a pig mask. But my darn humanness needed to breath so I started to breath. Knowing I would regret it, chloroform immediately hit my senses.

My movements got slower and slower. Soon I heard a chuckle and I went unconscious.
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[Robin]
|Location: Unknown|
|Time: 3:21 A.M|
|December 1st, 2018|

What is insanity? Is it a mental condition? Is it something the people do to fit in? What exactly makes a person insane? What exactly does one do to become insane?

It's all of these, through my eyes. Insanity is a medical condition that one inflicts upon others to get them to see a better way of living. Because who have you ever heard of getting insanity by being themselves? It's always involved with someone doing something as a trigger. Always is and always will be.

But yes, through my eyes, insanity was brought upon me for a greater purpose. I don't exactly know what that purpose is but I'll know what I am used for eventually. That's right, I'm being used as piece of leverage. Something do one can get a bargain for me. Leverage.

I haven't seen them in a very long time. A casual run in from time to time but I can't talk to them or let them see me. I don't even remember their names. My mind won't let me, it just won't. Whenever I try to, there's this buzzing, a migraine starting to begin.

I can't do anything about it, it's just part of what they did to me. Something in which they can't stop. I just want to see all of them again. Even if I don't remember who they are, I will always try and break my metal prison.

But something is compelling me to stay here, but every time I try to leave, I always black out and wake up remembering nothing.

But I wi-

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[Robin]
|Location: Unknown|
|Time: 3:26 A.M|
|January 24, 2016|

I stood up, struggling in my shackles. I kept trying and trying yet I have no upper hand. They were from the 1900's, old and not very hard to break out of but here I have no lock pick, I'm basically trapped.

" Let me out!!" I yelled loudly in hopes someone would hear. No one would, but I can never give up hope. I never can and I never will. Everyone tries to push me down, beat me viciously leaving me with a single tread, as long as that's their, I will alway as continue to climb it.

I still struggle, pulling and trying to get the wall to cave in. Still no prevail, I kept try and try.

" I would stop that if I were you Boy Blunder" a sick and twisted voice giggled off the walls madly. My heart froze as I turned and saw a white face who has seen and killed, the emerald green eyes with a crazy look in them, the shaggy green hair that remained dirty, yet no specks of blood anywhere and finally, the Crimson painted smile that made him look jolly when he was really a messenger of death. I took steps away quickly so I wouldn't be face to face with him.

" Awee! Is the poor baby bird scared of Uncle J?" He laughed with a sinister grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame. My body shook from the January air, my mind was fogged as I still tugged at my restrains. I guess he did accomplish making me a caged bird. But I'll find a way out, I return to the team, be with everyone I love again. Relax and not have the skull crushing pain of my aching body surround me anymore.

" Awe. I'm sorry my bird but I must leave. I'll leave you in the trusty hands of my associates in my Sanatorium." He laughed as removed his gloved hands from the rusted cages doors. Dusting them off as he bowed and walked away, I looked around and saw a hair pin. But it was weak, only one use. I grabbed it and began picking the lock, the shackles fell to the floor as I rubbed my red and almost bloody wrists to sooth them.

" God." I mumbled and looked around. For anything to help me leave, I had no shoes, no cape, no belt, no gloves, the one thing I kept was my mask. They let me keep it, he didn't want to know. He said he'd find out when I die.

Everything got colder, so I migrated to a corner and hugged my knees to my chest. Always secure your chest when your cold. That's what Bruce always told me, saved my life and is saving me now.

" I just wanna go home" I whispered painfully in my voice which betrayed me, I just wanna be in a warm place where people care, where people will be there, where people will help me, where people love.

" Mamica!" I jolted up and my breathing was heavily and staggered, I looked around quickly and tried to calm down, then not second later, a knock came on my door. I was staying at the mountain because Bruce was on a important mission.

I stood up and opened it. Keeping my graze down and felt someone tug on my sleeve, looking up and seeing the familiar vibrate ginger hair.

" Hey Bro" Wally smiled softly and walked inside. I closed the door and sit on my bed, I stood there weakly. Slowly walking and collapsing, but the ginger boy caught me. I was instantly pulled into a hug, I felt tears well in my eyes as I hugged him back tightly.

" Shhh. I'm here for you Dickie bird" Wally cooed softly and ran a hand through my ink black hair. It slightly soothed me. He pulled me and hugged me, I was still crying.

" You're gonna be ok" he said next and rested his arms around my back lightly.

" I hope your right" I whispered softly and I felt a pair of warm lips in my forehead. My body relaxes slightly, that's what my Aunt would do. She knew about the abuse, but she couldn't do anything. I don't blame her, she would alway be at gun point.

" You'll be ok Dickie" Wally said once more and I sat next to him. He gave me a smile.

" Time to get some sleep birdie" he said and I went and lay down on the bed. Wally pulled the covers over me, turning off the light I didn't know he turned on. My eyes were slowly closing as I reached out and grabbed his wrist.

" Can you stay?" I asked sleepily and Wally gave me a smile.

" Of Course" he said and lay next to me. I got closer since he was warm, stupid speedster genes. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.

I hummed as my eyes closed and I fell asleep.

I just wanna be in those warm arms again that welcomed even the most beaten down of souls. One day I will be back and be in those warm arms again. I hope I will. It may be tomorrow for all I know. But all I want is to be with him and my family again.

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Authors Note:

You're welcome. I needed Birdflash so I decided, Plot Additioner.

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