Life anew

Goodbye

[Roy’s POV]

           I stare down at the shrimp sized girl next to me as we fly over a vast ocean to a new beginning; I’m not sure how to feel really. In reality, everything is my fault, I couldn’t protect Jade, so she was killed, It’s my fault that our Identities are shit now, it’s my fault that Jason was killed and Itzu left alone to go through the trauma of it all alone, with no one there to save her. It’s my fault that Kaldur lost his home and it’s my fault that Megan was killed, and Wally lost his job and girlfriend. The boy’s tell me it was fate, which we couldn’t keep it hidden forever, but I know that it’s a lie. Itzu just slapped me when I apologized, slapped me and told me to ‘shut the fuck up and get over it already, you’re a man aren’t you? So act like one and move on.’ I know that she was blaming herself but pushed it off as ‘girl stuff’ like she always does. I don’t know how she can be so strong yet so broken at the same time, I just don’t get it. I’m the reason we might die now, Well me, Wally, Kaldur, Itzu, and Connor might make it to the secret base we have played out and maybe be able to survive, but the other heroes… they're screwed, and not the good kind of screwed. Trust me, I know the difference. I stared down at Itzu surprised to see her more or less out cold from all of this stress, worry and lack of sleep all together. It figures, she’s never dealt with stress well, even as the little eight year old that could destroy any Leaguer in a fight, she’s been the one to stop someone from doing something crazy or really stupid.

           How can she sleep so soundly, I wonder? In the few times she does sleep, she’s always been a light sleeper, and even the slightest movement could wake her up. That was always handy in our old line of work, it saved our sorry asses multiple times when kidnapped or drugged, and she’d always wake up first and beat the living Hell out of whoever hurt us all. Those were the good old days, back when everyone was still alive, still friends, still happy. I can hear Itzu’s heartbeat, it’s irregular and lacking in strength, probably from her low blood sugar. That’s something Dick warned us before we ran away, that Itzu has very low blood sugar. It’s horrible that they had to had to leave their little brother, or in Itzu’s case adoptive uncle, behind. Dick had just gotten worse too fast, and they would never know if he would even make it to England in time for treatment, they all hated the idea of leaving him behind, but Itzu knowing, feeling, his pain knew how much he needed it. I could remember the last conversation me and the rest of the boys had last night one that he will never forget.

[LAST NIGHT 12:53 AM, THIRD PERSON POV]  

Roy yawned as he walked into the living room were the others sat around waiting.

“God, she’s like the very definition of the Bat-Clan! I had to drug her to get her to sleep!” Dick smirked, and wheeled his wheelchair over besides the couch. He had been forced to stay confined to the chair for the past month now, being in too much pain to walk. Roy sat beside him in the large recliner.

“If you think that will work, you’re up for a surprise” Dick smirked evilly.

Roy groaned and threw his head back. “I wonder how Jason did it….with her like that and all.”

Connor grunted, he sat down on the floor in front of Dick after placing a blanket over his injured friends shoulders “because he had the same problems”

Kaldur nodded “I believe that with each other they were on the same track apart from everyone else so they stuck together to keep each other from straying too far off course” he sat on the blue couch next to Wally who was eating… Again.

Wally scoffed “they’re not trains Kaldur… but it makes sense if you think about it”

Dick sighed “It’s going to be tough for you guys, but I thought about it and made this” he handed Roy a small flash drive “it has an explanation for every one of her symptoms, that vary from spacing out to break downs, to insanity streaks it’s all on there, along with all her diagnosis.” Roy took the drive confused “Dick? What do you mean?” Dick sighed and pinched his legs “I’m not coming to England with you guys.” He spoke softly.