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Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice or anything like that I only own My Imagination
A Cruel Reality
Chapter 1
No….no….don't leave me…...mămică(mum)…..tata(dad)… Dick cried in his cried out in his head. Dick ran towards his parents as fast as his little legs could take him, as soon as he reached them he tangled himself in their remains, covering himself in their blood.
"Mămică...Tata...WAKE UP!...why won't you wake up...dont leave me" Richard cried out.
Two pairs of arms took hold of the young Grayson small form and yanked him away from the corpses once known as his parents.
"No! let me go! LET ME GO!" Dick yelled while kicking and screaming trying to wriggle out of the people that are keeping him away from his parents grasps.
"Dick" said one of the people holding him.
Dick looked up to find the one that said his name was Pop Haly and the other one that was holding him was Wizo- one of the clowns. Dick stops struggling once he looks int Pop Haly eyes which normally hold joy and cheerfullness now hold sadness.
"Dick...they're...they're...they're...dead" Pop Haly finally spat out
One whispered 'no' was all you could hear before he collapsed to the ground in a crying fit.
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*Dick's POV*
They're gone.
They're really gone.
...I miss them already.
Anyway back to this cruel reality. I stop hoping that this was all just a dream- a terrifying nightmare, once I looked down at my 'Flying Graysons' costume and saw it is covered in my parents blood. At the moment I'm just sitting here wiping tears out of my eyes as the ambulance take my parents bodies away to the morgue.
I'm still sitting here like a zombie starring at the ground as if it is the most mesmerizing thing in the whole entire world as flashes of light, black loud things being shoved in my face and packs of hungry lions surrounding me, but that's referring that the flashes of light are cameras going off, the black loud things being mics and the packs of hungry lions are reporters that feast on other people's misery and tonight I must be their prey.
I suddenly hear a loud shout from one of the cops that are dealing with this tragedy. I know it is wrong to listen in to other people's conversations but i just can't help myself.
"You can't send him there, the kid just watched his parents die for crying out loud putting him in there will just make things worse" Cop 1 yelled at Cop 2.
Hmmmm...guess they're talking about me.
"Macklemore I have to" said to Cop 1 now identified as Macklemore.
"Commissioner, you are making it sound like it is a crime to have your parents die in front of you" Maklemore screamed at the other
"Maklemore, I'm not liking this anymore than you are, but we've got no choice in the matter all the orphanages are full, no one is wanting to adopt him at the moment, and there aren't any carers that can take him. At least at the Juvenile Dentension Center he will have food and water not to mention a roof over his head besides he'll only be there until he turns eighteen," the commissioner replied
"Yeah I guess your right" Maklemore replied
Wait... they're sending me to juvie. What did I do wrong! I don't remember breaking the law. All I did was watch my parents fall to their deaths and if thats criminal then you police officers should be put under arrest because I swear every single one of you has witnessed a death. Hold it, I have to be in there until I'm EIGHTEEN! But that means...one...two...three...four...fiv..TEN YEARS I have to be in that place for ten years you have got to be kiding me. That's just great I am going to die.
The strongman- Barret droped a bag which has everything Dick owns next to Dick, gave him a sad look then walked off.
I guess this is good-bye to everything I have ever known.
"Richard" Commissioner said gently
When did the Commissioner get in front of me...I really need to pay more attention to my suroundings.
*Writer's POV*
"I'm Commissioner Gordon, I need you to come with me now" he said gently
Richard stood from where he sat and let himself be led by Gordon to the car. After they were both seat belted in, Gordon started the engine and began the long drive to the JDC with Dick staring aimlessly out of the window.
"So I'm going to Juvie aren't I" Dick asked wanting to coffirm what he heard.
"Yeah, I'm sorry kid but there is no-" Gordon tried to say but was cut off.
"I know" Dick cut in.
"About your parents accident-" Gordon was cut off again.
"IT WASN'T AN ACCIDENT!" Dick yelled at the commish giving him a glare that could make grown men run in fear.
Man, this kid's glare could rival the BATMAN'S Gordon thought.
"If it wasn't an accident what was it?" The Commish enquired wondering what the kid will say next.
"Murder" Dick said, now turning back to face out the window again.
"You can't just go start pointing fingers you have to have some sort of proof" The Commish said
"I overheard a conversation with Pop Haly he was yelling at a man- Tony Zucco to get out but before this Zucco guy left he said you will pay since Pop Haly refused to pay 'Protection money.' I saw this man again doing something to the wires but I didn't think nothing of because I thought he might just be checking if they were safe or something. When he was leaving the tent he was placeing his knife back into his pocket before shoving me out of his way" Dick replied.
"I will look into it" Gordon said admiring how the kid put two and two together.
"Commish, Can you do me a favour?" enquired Dick.
"Depends on the favour" Gordon stated.
"Can you let me know if my parents killer gets what's coming to him because I don't want to spend my whole time in juvie not knowing if Zucco was ever brought to justice" Dick said.
This kid...there's something about him...he's different...normally they would want their parents killer dead but this kid wants justice...Good kid..Gordon wondered.
"Don't worry I'll come and tell you personally" replied Gordon.
At that very moment they pulled up in front of the dentention center. The center had high brick wall fences that were so high you couldn't even see the buildings hiding behind them. The gate was a masive metal vault door, there were to two gaurds standing either side of it armed with stun-guns.
"Richard, welcome to your new home for the next ten years" Gordon stated sadly.