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That's the first thing that I see. Is Ben Affleck?
Dressed in a Batman suit with his cowl down, looking at me with a guilty expression.
And immediately I got the worst headache of my life. It took every fiber of my being to not show any signs of pain that Bru...Batman could get. It
My mind is completely filled with Dick memories and my memories.
I remember my adoptive parents. How they loved me How they trained me in gymnastics How they were killed When I was adopted by Batman My time as Robin How I look up to him I loved him as my father. How I and Barbara fell in love How I was going to ask her to marry me with the ring that is currently in my back pocket
"Dick, Dick, can you hear me?"
His voice broke me from my trance. I look up and meet his eyes. The eyes of the man that I considered My Father
"Yes. Yes, I can."
"Dick, I know that there's nothing I can do to make you forgive me, but..."
"Let me guess, Barbara is pregnant, isn't she?" I say while taking a seat at the edge of the rooftop that we are
Batman froze in shock, his eyes widening.
"I'm going to take your silence as a yes, okay?"
I take a big breath, trying to hold back my fury.
"Do you know what I was thinking when I was going to the mansion when you first adopted me?" I asked, and he shook his head.
"I kept thinking how you knew what I was going through and what I was feeling, and I was right; you knew my anger and my feeling of being hopeless, and you showed me how to fight and how to save people, and before I could know it, you became my dad." I say this while watching tears start to gather in his eyes, making him even more angry.
"You were the person who was my idol, the person who inspired me to be better, and I wanted you to be proud of me, but now I understand something." I say, getting up and going at him, putting my hands on his shoulders.
"You are not worthy."
"You are not worthy of my love, of my care, of my respect, and you are not worthy of being called a father." And I bring my knee to his chest, breaking his ribs.
Huh, I already got my super strength.
Nice
He cried out in pain and surprise at the hit.
"Would you look at that?, It appears that one of the ribs punctured your left lung." Damn Dick training as a Robin was top notch to me realize that
"At the moment, your lungs are getting full of blood, and you are drowning in your own blood."
