I used to feel as if I was dreaming. I felt as if I was in a horrid dream that wouldn't let me get out. But no, it wasn't to be. He was gone. Leaving me with two heart-broken brothers.
Why the f*** did he have to leave? He was to young!
I'm so bloody mad, I'm so bloody infuriated!
Why the f*** was his life just taken like that?
I guess he wasn't tortured to death though. That's good.
And I guess he died a respected death. I guess.
I lean back on the couch and silently observe, which is what Dick would've done, my family and Dick's friends.
Artemis Crock was sitting on a chair next to Roy William Harper, Roy is so amazing! And Oliver Jonas Queen. The three archers, all crying together.
The speedsters, Wally Rudolph West and Barry Allen were holding Damian Wayne and Timothy Jackson Drake.
Kaldur' Ahm and Arthur Curry sat together. Kaldur was calling Arthur something ridiculous like King or something.
Megan Morzz and John Jones sat with Conner Kent and Clark Kent.... wait they're sitting together?
Whatever.
Dick's gone.
What the f***?
How am I supposed to live?
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Flying No More
FanfictionI know this sounds sad and really evil, I'm sorry. But this is about Robin(Young Justice) dying and the team's reactions to his death. Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice! Or that really amazing picture on the cover!
