My Twisted DC World

Chapter 28

The next day

"Show them to me." Dick's voice was demanding but yet soft. He wants to see the scars I've hid from everyone including myself. He watches me closely, his eyes run up and down my body. "Please Lydia. I want to see them, I want to know the stories."

I sigh and look down to the floor. "Richard, I-" I sigh and close my eyes tight. The scars slowly appear and I let out a sigh of relief and fear. "Some of them are from Lex and Ra's. Some of them are from fighting someone while I was around Kryptonite. Two of them are from you, but you didn't know it was me." Slowly opening my eyes I look at a wide eyed Richard standing in front of me with sadness in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Please forgive me. Did I hurt you bad?" He hesitantly reaches out for me. His eyes searching all over my body and once never stopping for more than half a second.

I reach out for his hand and let him trace the scars that lead up my arm. Every time his thumb or finger lingers over one, I would tell him what happened. "That one is where I was stuck with burning needles repeatedly." He slides his hand up, "Those are from a fight with Ra's teaching me discipline and my place."

Dick glares at the scars for a moment, "Your place is by my side. Fighting crime and letting me love you." He meets my gaze and smiles before moving his hand up my arm more.

"That one is from you and Uncle Bruce." I whisper as he traces his finger over the thin white line. "Um, It was the first time I ran away from Luthor. There was still Kryptonite in my system, so when you two were throwing batarangs at the person you were chasing it got me." I watch as Dick pulls my arm to his face and kisses it.

"If I had known, I'm sorry." He whispers as he kisses the scar again. He starts tracing the scars until he reaches the back of my shoulder where there's a brand mark. "You've been branded."

I slowly nod my head and close my eyes, "Joker wanted me to prove my loyalty to him and Harley. I was stupid. He, he promised that Ra's would never be able to find me again and that he would keep me in Gotham." I wipe the tears that show up at the sides of my eyes, "He and Harley are still good friends if mine, but he branded me, claiming me as his property."

Dick stiffens and traces over the letter J and the smiley face branded into my shoulder, "He deserves his smiling face to be punched in. You deserve better friends." His voice is soft on the last sentence.

"Dick, they helped me run away from Ra's multiple times. Harley let me stay with her because she knew how scared I was. I was considered a villain, I still am, sometimes. She knew how scared I was to tell you, Bruce or even my dad that I was alive and ok." I wipe my tears and sniffle.

He kisses the brand and starts tracing his fingers across to the other side. He stops in the middle, opening his mouth to ask.

"I was whipped and flogged every time I ran away." I answered the question before he asked. "I can hear your thoughts remember. I hear the anger every time I tell you who caused me pain. I hear what you want to do to them." I turn and face him, taking his face into my hands, "They can't hurt me anymore. I have found my soulmate. I have found the one person who is life itself. I have you, and I love you."

Dick's eyes widen then soften. He hears my thoughts, thoughts about how every scar is worth it as long as I have him. That even though I hide the scars, each one is proof that I'm stronger now than I was then. He opens his mouth, but his voice is a whisper, "The other scar. You said I gave you two, where is the second?"

I take one hand away and point to the small faint white line at the corner of my lips. "It was the first time we trained together. Before I was taken. You, uh, you tried to roundhouse kick my face. I made you think you didn't kick me, but you cut my lip with your boot."

Dicks eyes widen even more, he leans in and kisses me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry about all of this. I never want to hurt you. I never wanted to believe bad things could happen to someone so amazing.

I hear his thoughts as we kiss. So I respond without breaking the kiss. It's not your fault, none of this is. I'm not amazing, I'm just an alien, there's nothing special about me. I slowly pull away from his lips and look into his eyes, "I'm going to hide them again. I'm not fond of looking at them when I stand in front of the mirror." I sigh as the scars slowly fade, leaving the one small scar at the corner of my lips.

Dick nods, "Princess, you are beautiful with and without them. I love you, that means the crazy new powers, that means the scars, that even means the nightmares that you block from me. I. Love. You."

I smile as I listen to him. Slowly I wrap my arms around his neck and look into his blue eyes, "I. Love. You. Too." I wink and rest my forehead against his, "Marshmallow, can we take a nap?"

"Of course we can." He gently lifts me and carries me bridal style to our bed room and gently lays me on the bed. "Princess, I have the next two days off. To be with you and make sure you are okay, Do you want to go anywhere?" He crawls in bed beside me.

I look at him as i cuddle into his side and wrap my leg over his, "We could go to the house in Metropolis, or we can just stay here and relax." I kiss his shoulder as I lay my head on it. I close my eyes, "Just don't leave me anytime soon."

Dick chuckles, "Okay Princess. I won't leave you." He kisses the top of my head then whispers, "Ever."