The life of Batsis

Picture Perfect-42

Yes I drew that and yes I know it's not perfect, but I'm not the best artist in the world .

Alexis Pov.

My memories had settled finally, after all this time I had answers to my questions, I now know who I am, who I was, and why I am the way I am. I don't know what to do with this information, but for now, just having the information is enough for me. I could feel my body, the faint pain mostly coming from my leg and head. I focused on opening my eyes, hoping that I'd be able to wake up and see my family, praying that I would see their faces.

I winced at the bright light shining in my face from the ceiling lamp, I moved my hands and fingers around feeling a soft blanket, and let out a sigh of relief when I opened my eyes and saw a bright white ceiling and hearing a beeping beside me. I moved my head a bit, just to see and confirm. I saw dad sitting there with Damian leaning against him, both sleeping soundly, both of them looked as if they didn't know what a brush even was, bags were also very much evident under their eyes, they were so big I bet a diva could fit her chihuahua in there. I didn't have much more time to look at them as the door opened wide and the room was filled with familiar voices and laughter that I'd recognize from anywhere. In came Dick, Jason, and Tim all dressed in their normal clothes but had the same bags and hair as dad and Damian, well except Dick who had managed to get a brush through that hair. As they walked in they didn't seem to notice me being awake, however, their voices did manage to wake up dad and Damian.

"You three are infuriatingly loud, how you can even stand to be near one another I will never understand," Damian said sitting up and glaring at them, well as much as he could glare with sleep in his eyes. Dad simply stood up and stretched, managing to pop a few joints as he stretched.

"Fuck off you sorry excuse for a demon, we'll be as loud as we want!" Jason said, clearly annoyed from being talked down to by Damian. Dad shook his head fondly with a small smile on his lips as we went over to the other boys taking the bag of chips Tim had gotten for him.

"Oh come on Dami, we even brought snacks," Dick said as he showed several bags of chips and other various kinds of candy.

I decided this was the time to speak up with my scratchy and horse voice "You better have some Ben & Jerry's chocolate fudge ice cream for me among that candy"

It was kinda like time froze after I said that, all of the boys had frozen and their heads had sprung in my direction and they were staring a hole through me. Dad was the first to move as he came over at a speed that would impress even the Flash, he hugged me and I felt his tears sink through my hospital gowns shoulder, I slowly wrapped my arm around him as best as I could, I didn't even care if it hurt, I had waited for this for so long and to hell if some pain is gonna stop me from enjoying it now. Dad's motion seemed to start the entire machine as the others all burst out of their shock and either began full-on crying(Dick and surprisingly Damian) or let a few tears slip(Tim and Jason). As soon as dad let me go Dick went in for a hug along with Damian, while Tim and Jason came to my side and stood alongside dad.

I looked at them, but something was wrong, someone was missing. I felt tears fill my eyes as I began crying more than I've ever done. Dick moved back while Damian stayed and sat on the edge of my bed still looking at me. Their faces turned from happy and sad to worried and confused.

"Alex, it's okay. You're safe now" dad said softly, his voice filled with concern and sadness.

I shook my head wiping the tears away as best as I could "I cou- I couldn't sa- save him" I cried, my voice still rough. "I couldn't save Alfred!" I wailed into my arms, this realization of Alfred being gone hurt much worse than anything I had gone through back at the tortured place.