The White Knight // Batman

Chapter Twelve

Dear Batman,

I know that you are trying to help.

You are outside of the bedroom trying to ease me out.

Trust me, it's for your own good for me not to come out. Barbra and you...you're friends, aren't you? I mean you know her...I think it's just because you know Jim Gordon. That's why she called you. But trust me, I can't come out again. I know that I need stitches and that I need help but I am not going to get help ... I am not going to Arkham...ever. I just need to go home. I'm sorry, Batman. I thought I could help you but I am scared...pathetic, and now I have powers that I can hardly control. I don't know what is wrong with me or what has become of me but I am broken. So severely broken, I don't know how I can ever by myself again.

I guess this is good-bye, Batman.

I will jump out of this window to cause myself any more pain. So that I don't have to listen to these demons anymore.

I love God but my faith is very small right now.

He had left me, hadn't He?

I'm sorry Batman.

I love you.

Your friend,

Jasper Long.

Tears fell down onto the lined paper. The door continued to knock and Batman's gruff voice came from behind the door. Asking me to come outside so that we could talk. I couldn't hurt him and that I was brave. I didn't believe anything that he was saying. I wasn't brave, I wasn't anything but weak. These voices, whatever happened...it was all my fault because I was angered. I hated what was happening to me. They came out of the shadows and decided to take over my body. Was it because I did something wrong with God? I couldn't have...I was just looking for Batman and sitting with Barbra when this happened. It concerned me though, all of this was making me freak out. I didn't know if all of this had to deal with me or if it had to deal with the demons in the past.

"You. Are. Hated." Said the voices.

"Everyone hates you," Said another.

"Just kill him!"

I shook my head violently, putting my knees to my chest. I heard a scoff and I felt the wound where the batarang stabbed through and it opened up again. There was a pain in my body again, they were threatening me.

"If you don't we will break your body again," They said.

That's when I felt something change me.

I was tempted to open Pandora's Box again. This box, where did it come from? Was this all in my head or was this actually real? What in the hell is happening to me?! I wanted to call out for help but I just sat there staring down at my feet. The demons laughed, taunted me. The knock on the door interrupted me.

"Sweetie?" It wasn't Batman, it wasn't Barbra, "Can I come in?"

"Who is it?" I whispered.

"Nightwing,"

Nightwing!

My heart picked up speed. Should I go and talk to him? It was weird from what was happening. These demons were telling me that I was to stay put but if I went to Batman or Nightwing that they would kill me. I was scared out of my mind. I couldn't go towards the heroes then who was I supposed to go for help? My sister wasn't going to help me. The voices wouldn't stop. I started to cry. The box inside my head was shaking and it was about to burst open. I took a step forward and that's when everything went to hell for me. I started to feel the pain a thousand times worse than what I had felt before. It was like something was running me over and over again.

I went to scream but blood came from my throat.

The door busted open and Nightwing stood there with his shocking sticks in his hands. I looked up and saw a demon pinning me down, hissing at Nightwing and than it covered me like a blanket. I don't remember much of what happened after that. I just felt endless pain and watched everything happen in my eyes. It was like a video almost and when I got hurt, the outter shell got hurt and not myself. But, the demons remembered so they could blackmail me.

I fought Nightwing and Batman.

My heart cried out for Batman and here I was hurting him.

Eventually, Batman had grabbed something from his utility belt and had sprayed me with it. The demons screamed and went away, letting my body fall to the floor and into darkness.