Nightwing's Return

Batman's Heart to Heart with Black Frost

They had laid Black Frost down on a mattress they had brought into the room, in the corner.

Batman sat on a chair in front of her, waiting for her to wake up.

Not even thirty minutes after she fell asleep, she opened her eyes.

Blinking rapidly, she sat up. "What are your questions?" She asked, staring at him.

"You are an assassin." Batman stated.

"Yes. I thought we both knew that." She nodded, a little sarcasm in her actions and voice.

"Then, why did you-"

"Why did I want?" She cut him off. "Cry. That's stereotypical. Black Canary is a blonde, but she's not dumb. Why can't there be assassins, who cry and show emotions?" She asked, getting a little worked up.

Batman frowned. "No. I was going to ask, why did you after you were asked about Nightwing?" He asked.

Black Frost stood and leaned over to whisper in his ear, Batman didn't move. "I care about Dick as much as you do, Bruce." Batman tensed. "Don't worry, I'm not as bad as you think I am. Who do you think got Dick to reveal himself? I'm only helping him. The times I have hurt him, they hurt me more. It was necessary, but that Dick's story to tell. Don't push too much. He looks up to, don't ruin it." She stepped back and smiled softly.

"Did he tell you?" Batman asked, wondering how she knew his name.

She shook her head. "No. I figured it out. Long story, one I can't explain. Not yet anyway." She replied, smiling a little sheepishly.

"How old are you?" Batman asked, due to no one actually knowing her age.

"I am twenty-four. Two years older than Nightwing. My favorite hero is the first Robin. Why? Because he helped pave the way for me. He still helps me with my family. When he started out, I started making decisions in my life. Important ones. He helps more with protecting the one most important to me." Black Frost replied.

"Who is the one most important to you?" Bruce asked, wanting to know if there was a chance he could help.

She smiled. "The child underneath. This isn't what I look like. Nightwing and I went through things when we were kids, that made us cold and have the need to protect ourselves. We both help each other. Just like you did for him, when you first met." She took a step back.

"Can you do something for me? Tell Nightwing, I'm sorry and that he needs to do this on his own." She said, not letting Bruce respond, before she disappeared in a flash of snow.

'That's where she got her name...' Batman thought, staring at the snow on the floor as it blew away and disappeared as well.

Epilogue next!

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: April 27, 2016.