Dick watched as the team trained, Arrow girl practiced on moving targets, Hope his mouth is as fast as his feet was taking laps, Smells like fish was doing whatever he was doing, Cucumber sat down mediating, and the anger issues boy destroyed his 20th punching bag. And Dick watched, declaring himself so lazy to work out.
Conner walked out of the storage room with a punching bag tucked under his arm, "Shouldn't you be training?" Dick looked behind himself to make sure Conner was talking to him. "Yeah," Wally interrupted Dick as he was about to speak, "You can run with me, WE CAN BE RUNNING BUDDIES!!" Wally looked hopefully up at Dick, "No." Dick simply answered.
"You can practice archery with me." "No" "You can meditate with me." "No" "You may join me in training." "I don't even know what your doing." "You can punch punching bags with me." "No.
"You can't just sit there and watch us that's creepy." Artemis spoke as she fired her arrows, "You do have a point.." He took a quick glance around the room, his eyes landing on a forgotten corner. "What's over there?" Dick asked as he pointed.
"That's a place for gymnastics, I don't get why they built it though nobody here is a gymnast." Dick nodded as he began to walk over to it. The others continued training as Dick began to climb the ladder. (Forgive me I don't know much about gymnastic stuff).
Dick grabbed the bars as he lifted himself up. It was almost like a circus! It seemed familiar. Dick looked down, it was a long way down. He would jump but he wanted to try this out before he was banned.
He got lost in himself, doing every thing that seemed to defy death yet he did it without fear. Mostly because he couldn't die. The others stopped training as they watched him amazed. Wally watched with a grin, this reminded him of all the times Barry took him to the circus. Wally began to clap as Dick jumped to catch the bar.
Dick snapped out of his own little world as out of instinct looked at the source of the noise, this moment he also tried to grab the bar. His grip failed him as he flailed for a second in the air.
Everything seemed to stop for a moment as the room turned into a pink gloomy pink. Dick saw two people falling with him, a man and a woman. They hugged him, but Dick didn't feel it. Closer and closer to the ground as Dick felt himself sweating through his eyes. Before he could touch the ground he jerked to a stop as the room returned to its usual colors.
He was gently placed on the ground as Conner and Kaldur rushed to him are you alright. Megan placed her hands on his shoulder, Artemis scolded Wally. "Are you okay?" Kaldur asked as he checked for injuries, squeezing Dicks cheeks as he turned his head to check.
Dick sat dazed as Megan smiled, "You saw something didn't you?" Before Dick could answer he felt her intrude his mind, "Get out of my head!" Dick thrashed as Megan was quick to tear up by only a glimpse of what Dick saw.
Dick stood up after he slapped away Kaldur's hand. Almost crying himself, "Stay away from me!" Dick stormed out of the training room, avoiding Black Canary at the door way.
Canary took only a few steps inside before having an awkward stare down with the team before walking out of the training room. It was to early for bullshit.
Its late at night but I have a mission to finish all my books
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Little Boy (Dick Grayson)
Fanfiction(Just something I got the random inspiration for) Dick Grayson, the boy who died a million times. Literally. Shoot him through the head, he'll be back. Stab him with a knife, he'll be back. Run him over, he'll be back. Kill him, he only wants it.
