Wally walked down the streets of Gotham giving 'Robin' a piggy back ride...just to be safe. It's been two days science the jump incident. He sighed watching the his steps. He knew that the city was dangerous, but their was no were to go-- it didn't help that he was only 10 and the raven haired boy was just 8. Now to think of it, Wally knew everything of the 8 year old yet not his name. His brows scrunched together at the thought. No Wally, not now! You should be mourning about your fathers and best friends mothers death like a normal person! He let out a sigh.
That was the one thought that killed him internally. He wasn't normal. He always wanted his Father to jump of a cliff or something, after all the man was terrible. But deep down Wally knew he loved him and his mother. The guy proved it when he jumped, no? It wasn't his fault he was always drunk right?
Right?
The small boy on his back let out a small sniffle, shifting a bit. "Hey Rob, you ok?", Wally questioned to his 'little brother'. "Physically or Mentally?", 'Robin' shot back quietly. Wally somewhat winced looking for a response. "Well- uh", he stammered. Wallace kept his head down, and kept walking.
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The Other Side of the Wall
FanfictionTwo boys , Robin and Wally, were kidnapped when they were around 8 or 9, watching their parents die, falling. Their captor, red ember, trained tyem into assassin. A room and a wall.
