8 days. That's how long since I got início from the hospital. Fighting for my life wasn't new. But it just reminded me of how I was. Who I was. Or so I thought. Shirley was evil. But she was smart. And that made it worse. She knew that I would go into shock that I would be lost in my own head when Gordon came to pergunta me. And now she was walking through the dia light. With only the care of what shoes she was going to wear.
And while she walked around happy with her handy work I struggled with my own mind. It was different. Kat was now por her side instead of mine jabbing me with intense pain when ever I saw her. I still sat seguinte to her algebra. The girl who once talked to me was now glaring at me but not speaking. Zack tried to get me to listen but I was not walking into another trap.
Shirley bullied me in her own secret way. I wasn't about to tell anyone though. That's like declaring I'm to weak to fight my own fights. Running to Bruce to take care of my problems was out of the question. It would never happen. Not after what just happened to me. The kids who were in that forest for 3 days didn't talk about it. But a couple of them pitied me. I hadn't liked it. They had kept us together for a couple days so they could pergunta us.
I was the only one who lost the other person from my city. A couple kids pitied me and one girl from jump said she lost her best friend back home. That the pain went away after a while. I knew she was trying to help but I had answered cryptically. "they didn't die because of you"
Before we departed for gothem I saw Danny's body. His family was there to bury him. His body was pale and lifeless. I had to walk away though. His neck still was lumped from where is spinal cord snapped.
Even though I saw death before when I was young this just made it worse. I could have saved him I knew I could have but i hadn't.
nightmares.
They were there to. When I blinked or closed my eyes to long or slept. You can't runaway from nightmares forever. And usually I brushed them off. They weren't real so they were not a concern. But every night. The same conversation and no way to change it. It starts driving you crazy. I kept my Valente face shouldering my weight and mine alone. I didn't need Bruce's pity. It was something I was to stubborn to take.
Dick was also prying at me. When we saw each other he pry and pry until I snapped. I didn't like to unleash anger on him but he was bugging me. I came to the conclusion that rua kids like me ones who were tossed around their life full of lies. I didn't grow up on the streets but it felt like it. The parents I liked with before were.....not the best.
I didn't cry then and I don't cry for them now. The man I once called dad was a acholic ex-worker of the joker who in confusion gave me then scar that twisted in the middle of my back. It was jagged twisting and curling from my back to my tail bone it was faded now. The skin a white color barely noticeable from my pale skin color.
The woman I once called my mother was weak. I easily scared creature who was to wimpy to help her adopted daughter. And the man I once called brother abandoned me when I needed him most.
My old family was not perfect and often left me to my self. After they died and disappeared I learned to fight. Defend my self. So when I was moved to the orphanage I was already tough and a fighter.
But now I was having trouble as Falcon. I was doubting my abilities. "Falcon move!" Robin screamed at me. I snapped back barely dodging the bomb that was thrown at me. Robin landed seguinte to me. "Help the civilians" he ordered. Dread and fear dropped onto me. "No you do it I'll take care of them" I moved towards the thugs. "Fal-" Robin cut him self off running to the civilians.
I jumped up over the green clad men rushing them I lashed out smashing into their chests making them topple. Kicking the last thug into the mural I stood still watching batman. I sheathed my knives again. they now dangled from the yellow utility belt. The cinto, correia was a little big considering it was a back up of a back up of Robin's. So it sat on the curve of my hip and dangled loosely.
"Let go" batman growled leading us toward the batmobile. He was pissed and I had a pretty good guess as to why. When we got to the cave he criticized us and sent us upstairs. Or well he sent Robin upstairs. I got to stay in the gave for mais lashing. "what?" I snapped. "Are you okay?" his tone was soft and it was bruce talking not the bat. "I'm fine" I rolled my eyes. "Was not injured" I gestured to my self.
"Your being different your fighting was off, your distant, less eager to patrol, and you seem mais stand offish and for lack of words...mean" he finished lamely.
"Pas de sherlock merde! Je veux dire Shirley est une brute, Danny est mort dans cette forêt, car je ne pouvais pas le sauver, Kat est une chienne couchée, Zack, je ne sais même pas de quel côté il est sur, et tout le monde garde me casser les pieds!" No shit sherlock! I mean shirley is a bully, Danny died in that forest because I couldn't save him, Kat is a lying bitch, Zack I don't even know what side he's on, and EVERYONE KEEPS BUGGING ME!
Bruce looked at me. I stared up at him my mask dangling in my hand and I was biting my lip. "Mais vous ne comprenez même pas ce que je dis" I muttered But you don't even understand what I am saying.
"Je suis très désolé que vous sentez de cette façon Amelia mais pourquoi n'avez-vous pas venir me parler avant" he spoke I'm very sorry you feel that way Amelia but why didn't you come and talk to me before
My eyes widened. Bruce spoke french and understood everything I just screamed. Shit.
"Obtenez un peu de repos, nous allons parler demain" he ruffled my hair Get some rest we WILL talk tomorrow
I ducked my head down and tugged on my pajama top. Well now Bruce knew. He also speaks French which means saying nasty things to anyone at parties or to Dick in french is out of the option. Unless he doesn't hear me.
--
"Miss Amelia wake up" a hand shook my shoulder gently. I mumbled something out of my mouth in french and buried my head into my pillow. "Miss Amelia I believe Master Richard and Master Bruce are waiting for you down in the cave" the voice said louder. I popped my head up. "huh?" I blinked. "please brush your hair and teeth then go down to the cave" Alfred left my room with that.
I blinked and turned to my clock. "We are going out at 8 in the morning? On a Saturday no less" I whined. Getting up i dragged my self from my cama tripping over my pajama pants and stumbled into the gave. Were Dick just decided to dumb a pail of water on my head. "vite stronzo" I growled pushing the pale off me screw you asshole. "What is that Italian?" Dick blinked. "No it's french you idiota" i smirked (idiot) "Deci, un rău posedat fata franceză şi un ţigan ceea ce ne face o pereche" Dick laughed (So a evil possessed french girl and a gypsy what a pair we make).
"Dick that's impolite and it's even worse to say it in a language she doesn't understand" Bruce scolded. "But what about her!?" Dick pointed. "Amelia don't call him names in french he doesn't know what your saying" Bruce scolded mais lightly.
"So your french" he quipped. "no I just know french very very very well it's my segundo language" I told dick. "Oh well my family is Romanian" Dick boasted. "sei sicuro? Pensavo che tu fossi una fata!" I laughed. (are you sure? I thought you were a fairy!) "hey!" Dick snapped. "She didn't curse Dick she just said she thought you were a fairy" Bruce shook his head. "Before you counter stop mocking each other in different languages. And suite up" he waved us off. I shook my hair free of water and went into the dark room. Grabbing my costume batman insisted on changing it slightly. The fabric of my camisa and pants was kelver with armor stitching in it was thin armor like the type robin had. But the design and look stayed the same (long black sleeved tight shirt, tight black leather jacket, black tight pants, boots that ended at my ankle) a utility cinto, correia hung around my waist and the mask snug on my face.
"Lets goooooooooo" Robin whined when I stepped out. I fallowed Robin to the batjet. I hopped in behind Robin who was behind bats. I have to say taking off in a cave is not fun. In fact I almost killed Robin because I latched onto him my hands expertly wrapping around his neck. He made so much noise that batman must have looked at what was going on and clearly said "Your chocking him Amelia" he told me. "huh? Oh!" I let go of Dick's neck and shrunk back in my seat.
"Don't like taking off in a closed o espaço huh sis?" Dick mocked me. "shut up and turn around or I'll kick your assento until we land" I growled. He stuck his tongue out and turned around. It took about an hora to get to the destination. In that time Dick and me had played 30 rounds of tic tack toe and rock paper scissors. For a simple hand game there were a lot of ways to teach if you weren't quick.
batman must have gotten tired of hearing us say "rock paper scissors shoot!" because he reworded 'shut the hell up' to 'we are close to landing stop playing around or you'll be benched for a week'. Honestly it didn't sound to bad but Dick said our definition of a week was different that ours and the rest of the worlds. We landed in a hanger in another cave. When we climb out we barely made it into what looked like the main room when a flash of wind rushed my me.
I placed my hand on my blades but Robin waved his hand. A boy with tanned skin and gills appeared. A green girl appeared, a boy with a s on his shirt, girl with bow and arrow, a boy with the flash symbol, a girl in a magican out fit. "This is Aqaulad, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis, and Zatanna." Robin smiled. He seemed to linger on Zatanna and I smirked in my mind. Black mail acquired.
"Team this is Falcon" batman introduced me. I sucked in air watching their reactions. "Welcome to the team" Zatanna smiled. And with that batman disapeared. And Robin practically skipped seguinte to the french fry one. Leaving me to fenc for myself. Smart bunda Romanian speaking bastard. "comment voulez-vous faire?" I smiled (how do you do?) "uh?" was the popular reply.
"N'avez-vous pas parler français? Mon j'ai mauvaise oublier que vous êtes les héros américains de ne pas tout à fait à spead avec d'autres pays. J'espère que l'Amérique gagne un cerveau dans cette génération!" I laughed at them (Do you not speak french? My bad I forget you are American heroes not quite up to spead with other countries. I do hope America gains a brain in this generation!)
robin scowled. He didn't know what I was saying but he knew enough about me that I was being mean....and in french. "Is she like from another country?" Zatanna asked.
"Je parle français falcão mon nom est l'Artémis" Artemis spoke up (I speak french falcão my name is Artemis)
"Parlez-vous couramment?"
("you fluent?")
"non, je ne suis pas"
("no I'm not")
"même si vous comprenez le français?"
("even so you understand french?")
"oui"
(yes)
"hmm peut-être il ya de l'espoir pour l'Amérique, après tout!"
("hmm perhaps there is hope for America after all!")
I laughed in a very very creepy way. "Falcon speaks french" Robin spoke up. "well french girl heres a start for English. Here in America stupid means dumb and your being very stupid" Kid flash laughed. Robin didn't laugh but started to crack up after I smirked. "Dude why are you laughing?" he blinked.
"here's the crash course idiot is being stupid and stupid is being dumb. And right now your being a idiot" I laughed. he stared. "Yes Kid idiot I speak English and French" I rolled my eyes behind my mask. Oh how much fun I would have here.
And while she walked around happy with her handy work I struggled with my own mind. It was different. Kat was now por her side instead of mine jabbing me with intense pain when ever I saw her. I still sat seguinte to her algebra. The girl who once talked to me was now glaring at me but not speaking. Zack tried to get me to listen but I was not walking into another trap.
Shirley bullied me in her own secret way. I wasn't about to tell anyone though. That's like declaring I'm to weak to fight my own fights. Running to Bruce to take care of my problems was out of the question. It would never happen. Not after what just happened to me. The kids who were in that forest for 3 days didn't talk about it. But a couple of them pitied me. I hadn't liked it. They had kept us together for a couple days so they could pergunta us.
I was the only one who lost the other person from my city. A couple kids pitied me and one girl from jump said she lost her best friend back home. That the pain went away after a while. I knew she was trying to help but I had answered cryptically. "they didn't die because of you"
Before we departed for gothem I saw Danny's body. His family was there to bury him. His body was pale and lifeless. I had to walk away though. His neck still was lumped from where is spinal cord snapped.
Even though I saw death before when I was young this just made it worse. I could have saved him I knew I could have but i hadn't.
nightmares.
They were there to. When I blinked or closed my eyes to long or slept. You can't runaway from nightmares forever. And usually I brushed them off. They weren't real so they were not a concern. But every night. The same conversation and no way to change it. It starts driving you crazy. I kept my Valente face shouldering my weight and mine alone. I didn't need Bruce's pity. It was something I was to stubborn to take.
Dick was also prying at me. When we saw each other he pry and pry until I snapped. I didn't like to unleash anger on him but he was bugging me. I came to the conclusion that rua kids like me ones who were tossed around their life full of lies. I didn't grow up on the streets but it felt like it. The parents I liked with before were.....not the best.
I didn't cry then and I don't cry for them now. The man I once called dad was a acholic ex-worker of the joker who in confusion gave me then scar that twisted in the middle of my back. It was jagged twisting and curling from my back to my tail bone it was faded now. The skin a white color barely noticeable from my pale skin color.
The woman I once called my mother was weak. I easily scared creature who was to wimpy to help her adopted daughter. And the man I once called brother abandoned me when I needed him most.
My old family was not perfect and often left me to my self. After they died and disappeared I learned to fight. Defend my self. So when I was moved to the orphanage I was already tough and a fighter.
But now I was having trouble as Falcon. I was doubting my abilities. "Falcon move!" Robin screamed at me. I snapped back barely dodging the bomb that was thrown at me. Robin landed seguinte to me. "Help the civilians" he ordered. Dread and fear dropped onto me. "No you do it I'll take care of them" I moved towards the thugs. "Fal-" Robin cut him self off running to the civilians.
I jumped up over the green clad men rushing them I lashed out smashing into their chests making them topple. Kicking the last thug into the mural I stood still watching batman. I sheathed my knives again. they now dangled from the yellow utility belt. The cinto, correia was a little big considering it was a back up of a back up of Robin's. So it sat on the curve of my hip and dangled loosely.
"Let go" batman growled leading us toward the batmobile. He was pissed and I had a pretty good guess as to why. When we got to the cave he criticized us and sent us upstairs. Or well he sent Robin upstairs. I got to stay in the gave for mais lashing. "what?" I snapped. "Are you okay?" his tone was soft and it was bruce talking not the bat. "I'm fine" I rolled my eyes. "Was not injured" I gestured to my self.
"Your being different your fighting was off, your distant, less eager to patrol, and you seem mais stand offish and for lack of words...mean" he finished lamely.
"Pas de sherlock merde! Je veux dire Shirley est une brute, Danny est mort dans cette forêt, car je ne pouvais pas le sauver, Kat est une chienne couchée, Zack, je ne sais même pas de quel côté il est sur, et tout le monde garde me casser les pieds!" No shit sherlock! I mean shirley is a bully, Danny died in that forest because I couldn't save him, Kat is a lying bitch, Zack I don't even know what side he's on, and EVERYONE KEEPS BUGGING ME!
Bruce looked at me. I stared up at him my mask dangling in my hand and I was biting my lip. "Mais vous ne comprenez même pas ce que je dis" I muttered But you don't even understand what I am saying.
"Je suis très désolé que vous sentez de cette façon Amelia mais pourquoi n'avez-vous pas venir me parler avant" he spoke I'm very sorry you feel that way Amelia but why didn't you come and talk to me before
My eyes widened. Bruce spoke french and understood everything I just screamed. Shit.
"Obtenez un peu de repos, nous allons parler demain" he ruffled my hair Get some rest we WILL talk tomorrow
I ducked my head down and tugged on my pajama top. Well now Bruce knew. He also speaks French which means saying nasty things to anyone at parties or to Dick in french is out of the option. Unless he doesn't hear me.
--
"Miss Amelia wake up" a hand shook my shoulder gently. I mumbled something out of my mouth in french and buried my head into my pillow. "Miss Amelia I believe Master Richard and Master Bruce are waiting for you down in the cave" the voice said louder. I popped my head up. "huh?" I blinked. "please brush your hair and teeth then go down to the cave" Alfred left my room with that.
I blinked and turned to my clock. "We are going out at 8 in the morning? On a Saturday no less" I whined. Getting up i dragged my self from my cama tripping over my pajama pants and stumbled into the gave. Were Dick just decided to dumb a pail of water on my head. "vite stronzo" I growled pushing the pale off me screw you asshole. "What is that Italian?" Dick blinked. "No it's french you idiota" i smirked (idiot) "Deci, un rău posedat fata franceză şi un ţigan ceea ce ne face o pereche" Dick laughed (So a evil possessed french girl and a gypsy what a pair we make).
"Dick that's impolite and it's even worse to say it in a language she doesn't understand" Bruce scolded. "But what about her!?" Dick pointed. "Amelia don't call him names in french he doesn't know what your saying" Bruce scolded mais lightly.
"So your french" he quipped. "no I just know french very very very well it's my segundo language" I told dick. "Oh well my family is Romanian" Dick boasted. "sei sicuro? Pensavo che tu fossi una fata!" I laughed. (are you sure? I thought you were a fairy!) "hey!" Dick snapped. "She didn't curse Dick she just said she thought you were a fairy" Bruce shook his head. "Before you counter stop mocking each other in different languages. And suite up" he waved us off. I shook my hair free of water and went into the dark room. Grabbing my costume batman insisted on changing it slightly. The fabric of my camisa and pants was kelver with armor stitching in it was thin armor like the type robin had. But the design and look stayed the same (long black sleeved tight shirt, tight black leather jacket, black tight pants, boots that ended at my ankle) a utility cinto, correia hung around my waist and the mask snug on my face.
"Lets goooooooooo" Robin whined when I stepped out. I fallowed Robin to the batjet. I hopped in behind Robin who was behind bats. I have to say taking off in a cave is not fun. In fact I almost killed Robin because I latched onto him my hands expertly wrapping around his neck. He made so much noise that batman must have looked at what was going on and clearly said "Your chocking him Amelia" he told me. "huh? Oh!" I let go of Dick's neck and shrunk back in my seat.
"Don't like taking off in a closed o espaço huh sis?" Dick mocked me. "shut up and turn around or I'll kick your assento until we land" I growled. He stuck his tongue out and turned around. It took about an hora to get to the destination. In that time Dick and me had played 30 rounds of tic tack toe and rock paper scissors. For a simple hand game there were a lot of ways to teach if you weren't quick.
batman must have gotten tired of hearing us say "rock paper scissors shoot!" because he reworded 'shut the hell up' to 'we are close to landing stop playing around or you'll be benched for a week'. Honestly it didn't sound to bad but Dick said our definition of a week was different that ours and the rest of the worlds. We landed in a hanger in another cave. When we climb out we barely made it into what looked like the main room when a flash of wind rushed my me.
I placed my hand on my blades but Robin waved his hand. A boy with tanned skin and gills appeared. A green girl appeared, a boy with a s on his shirt, girl with bow and arrow, a boy with the flash symbol, a girl in a magican out fit. "This is Aqaulad, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis, and Zatanna." Robin smiled. He seemed to linger on Zatanna and I smirked in my mind. Black mail acquired.
"Team this is Falcon" batman introduced me. I sucked in air watching their reactions. "Welcome to the team" Zatanna smiled. And with that batman disapeared. And Robin practically skipped seguinte to the french fry one. Leaving me to fenc for myself. Smart bunda Romanian speaking bastard. "comment voulez-vous faire?" I smiled (how do you do?) "uh?" was the popular reply.
"N'avez-vous pas parler français? Mon j'ai mauvaise oublier que vous êtes les héros américains de ne pas tout à fait à spead avec d'autres pays. J'espère que l'Amérique gagne un cerveau dans cette génération!" I laughed at them (Do you not speak french? My bad I forget you are American heroes not quite up to spead with other countries. I do hope America gains a brain in this generation!)
robin scowled. He didn't know what I was saying but he knew enough about me that I was being mean....and in french. "Is she like from another country?" Zatanna asked.
"Je parle français falcão mon nom est l'Artémis" Artemis spoke up (I speak french falcão my name is Artemis)
"Parlez-vous couramment?"
("you fluent?")
"non, je ne suis pas"
("no I'm not")
"même si vous comprenez le français?"
("even so you understand french?")
"oui"
(yes)
"hmm peut-être il ya de l'espoir pour l'Amérique, après tout!"
("hmm perhaps there is hope for America after all!")
I laughed in a very very creepy way. "Falcon speaks french" Robin spoke up. "well french girl heres a start for English. Here in America stupid means dumb and your being very stupid" Kid flash laughed. Robin didn't laugh but started to crack up after I smirked. "Dude why are you laughing?" he blinked.
"here's the crash course idiot is being stupid and stupid is being dumb. And right now your being a idiot" I laughed. he stared. "Yes Kid idiot I speak English and French" I rolled my eyes behind my mask. Oh how much fun I would have here.
