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Red Arrow stood among the destruction of the city the outlaws had been helping to protect from the latest off world threat. The Justice League standing tall and strong against their alien foes and sent them running after hours long battle. 

The battles were over but now came the aftermath. 

Lost homes and bodies that would never breath again.

Broken families and forgotten history left under all the rubble around them. 

Cries, screams and pleads filling the air by those affected by the fall of their city, with the bark of orders from heroes and first responders trying to help. 

The dead were left buried or where they had fallen, all only focusing on the living for now. 

Roy could only stare at the victory for earth but the lost for humanity yet again. 

Earth won't be speaking a new language but the innocent was still the ones effected by the greed from others. 

He couldn't help but to stumble towards the sweet and gentle voice singing out among the aftermath chaos. He needed the promise safety and comfort being given by the singer, the blinding light of hope welcoming all lost souls towards it.  

The song was easily recognizable to him. 

He's heard it plenty of times throughout his life as an hero, even as an anti-hero. 

A song that's promised protection, comfort, safety, love and adoration. 

The song would always promise him to be cherished and seen.

It's words creating an bubble that hid them from all the evil and wrong over the world. 

Time slowing just for them as they caught their breath as the lyrics filled their ears and wrapped around their years. 

Till then, my darling, please wait for me
Till then, no matter when it will be
Some day I know I'll be back again
Please wait till then

And Roy stared towards the black and blue hero gently singing with an sweet smile to the few younger survivors gathered around him, stepping lightly in an box as he rocked the dozing toddler in his arms.

Not yet spotting that a fellow hero had arrived, came across him comforting the mixed ages of civilians sitting and standing around him. 

Relaxing as he sung to them all, creating the beacon of hope that all will end up being okay soon enough. 

It left Roy closing his eyes, free falling into the man's beautiful singing voice and allowing the memories over the song carry him away. His mouth falling to lip sing as he's learnt to learn the lyrics after hearing it so many times before. 

Our dreams will live though we are apart
Our love I know we'll keep in our hearts
Till then, when all the world will be free
Please wait for me

Robin sang soothingly towards Kid Flash, sitting with the older teen's head laying against his shoulder. The titans having had a close call, all thankful for the speeders quicker healing. All grimacing at the thought they would have lost a teammate, a good hero and a great friend if he wasn't able to heal quicker. 

But it still left Kid Flash in distress, in pain as he heals and faces the throbbing phantom pain. No one knowing how to comfort the speeder until Robin merely sat beside his newly gained friend and started to sing. 

All of their nerves had grown to flutter away, their bodies relaxing as they listened to the song. Kid Flash body relaxed and growing still, his face no longer scrunched up in pain. He was finally settled and being comforted. 

Speedy could only stand there stun, never knowing Robin could sing so well before. Better then merely well, he was breath takingly good. A voice as good as him was being wasted as it was rarely used. 

Although there are oceans we must cross
And mountains that we must climb
I know every gain must have a loss,
So pray that our loss is nothing but time

Speedy had purposely kept his eyes open as he listened to the angel sing towards him. Not once realizing his head was being rested on the younger teen's lap. He was growing tired, growing too comfortable as the birdy ran his hands through his hair as he sung to him. 

It was just them, for now, just until their mentors came to collect them. To came and save them from Deathstroke's imprisonment. Even if the hitman didn't capture them, whoever he was working with had, but left them in the hitman's care since. 

Robin had took some nasty hits but Speedy had gotten taught more lessons when he couldn't keep his mouth shut. 

And Roy was punished by being rewarded with an private show over the greatest singer he's ever met. Losing himself to the teen's sweet and heavenly voice. His pain and discomfort forgotten over and he just stared like an love sick to the man who was pillowing his head for him. 

Till then, let's dream of what there will be
Till then, we'll call on each memory
Till then, when I will hold you again
Please wait till then

Roy wasn't keen over seeing the younger generation hurt. 

He didn't like to see the younger lot hurt, not when he felt to blame for it. 

All of the titans held that guilt, the lucky ones died before they grew old enough to see just how any underaged heroes followed in their footsteps as sidekicks. 

None of them would have wanted to send more children to fight their wars and yet, Roy was left seeing a new younger face among the heroes whenever he crossed paths with them. 

It's why he went solo, he couldn't keep forcing another child to grow up on the same dark and unforgiving path he had barely survived himself. 

But it had always hurt more as he watched the medical ward in the watchtower hold more young faces then older faces. 

It's why he stood leaning against the doorframe, watching as Nightwing danced along the room. Singing to each and every young hero patient still awake and sleeping in their hospital beds. 

He acted like an guardian to them once more, holding back his own suffering over seeing them harmed as he focused on making them feel even just a tiny bit better. 

One of the new Robin's or bat kids, he wasn't sure anymore, sat held in his arms as he danced around the room. No one who laid awake commented over how much the younger bird clung to the boy wonder. Nor over how much Nightwing had tightly gripped back on the teen, scared over losing another bird. 

Nightwing held the most guilt. 

Sending children down their old paths, even if they gave out better protections and life lessons. As well as the guilt over watching the birds he's taught to fly be shot down, their feathers ripped from their wings so they'd never be allowed to fly high above ever again. 

Although there are oceans we must cross
And mountains that we must climb
I know every gain must have a loss,
So pray that our loss is nothing but time

Of course it'd be Nightwing. 

He was the only brave fool who'd walk towards someone all others would stand frighten over. 

He'd storm towards a threat and treat it as a mere wounded and cornered animal in need of love and adoring care. 

It left him feeling jealous over how kindly Nightwing treated the wounded and spooked Red Hood. 

How tender he was as he checked his younger brother over, a mental note over all the injures seen and found. The motherly voice as he sung, reasuring those around him and wrapping the Red Hood himself in an protective bubble. 

Leaving the crime lord to crumble without many eyes landing on him, watching the scene. 

Everyone else was busy or would soon grow too lacked by the sweet song being sung to them, relaxing the all to no longer care over the few they had seen as threats just seconds before. 

Nightwing being able to leave Red Hood melting under his voice, under his care that held no strings attached and allowed himself to be treated for his wounds and treated with the kindness he deserved. 

Holding the bigger built but younger man in his arms, singing him to sleep and not battling an eyelash over how strange and wild he must have looked in the moment. His only focus was giving comfort to the little wing he had already lost once and won't dare to lose again. 

He'd never allow his Robin's to be mistreated again, to never allow them to be forced to live in an dull cage. He'll teach them all to fly, to fly high that no harm could ever reach the again. 

Till then, let's dream of what there will be
Till then, we'll call on each memory
Till then, when I will hold you again
Please wait till then

And Roy found himself singing between them this time. 

Staring at the man with warmth in his eyes as he carefully cleaned his fresh and deepest cuts. 

His rough hands being gentle as he helped his lover remove his ripped and ruined uniform, making it easier for treatment to be given. 

His voice full of love and sadness as he never wanted to see his bird with broken wings.

Holding him close as he sung to him, knowing his voice would never be as good as the god of singing himself he held in his arms but knowing he deserved to be comforted.

He'll cherish his singing man with the same song he's used to cherish everyone else all these years. 

He'll marry this man someday, sing this song to him on their wedding day and allow their moment of happiness to be sealed away in their private moment. To have time slow enough for the to actual have a single song sung between them as they sealed their hearts together forever.