|Rise of the Scarlet Sword
Author: lanamere PM
It's been 6 years since the death of Jason Todd, former thief Red X, and the second Robin, at the hands of Joker. Now, his sister and old partner, Allison Todd, has given up her thieving ways, and become a vigilante, set on avenging her lost younger brother. When BatMan finds her and takes her in, can this scarred young girl find her strength and step into the light? T for cussingRated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Bruce Wayne & Jason Todd - Chapters: 3 - Words: 2,234 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 10-12-12 - Published: 08-27-12 - id: 8470548
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I watched Batman: Under the Red Hood this weekend and thought of this story. I know I'm overdue for posting on Back to School, butinspiration is a bit dry on that one, but school is driving me nuts so maybe I'll get something from that. In the meantime I give you...another story! Enjoy! -lanamere
I run as fast as I can towards the warehouse. I have to get there! I have to! BatMan won't make it in time! I have to save him! Every instinct to avoid BatMan goes out the window. I have to get to him! I have to save Jason! I have to save my brother! Even though things hadn't been right between us ever since he left me to join BatMan and become the new Robin and I refused to come (in fact we hadn't spoken at all), I have to save him! I know that The Joker, BatMan's sick, twisted arch nemesis, has him trapped and chained up in there, beating him senseless to a bloody pulp as I run. I see the warehouse now. I just might make it. I push myself to run faster. Just as I'm about to reach it, the building explodes. With Jason still inside. "No!" I scream.
I wake up screaming. My eyes fly open and I gasp, sitting bolt upright. I'm sweaty and tangled in my sheets. I'm breathing heavily. I squeeze my eyes shut to keep the tears in. I've been having that same dream for a month now. Every night. log lance at the clock that I stole a while ago beside my bed. 11:37 PM. I sigh abedlam back. The night's barely even started! I curl up. That dream has been haunting me for a month now. Ever since the murder. Ever since my mistake, my failure. Ever since that awful night when Jason Todd was beaten half to death in a warehouse by the Joker and then was killed in an explosion. Ever since I failed to save my little brother. I glance around the room in the abandoned warehouse the two of us had called home before he became Robin. There, I see his old Red X mask, pictures of us together, and my own mask and costume. I sigh. I hadn't put it on in a month. Scarlet Sword was on hold, hidden away. Now, only her hidden identity showed. Now I was just Allison Todd, homeless orphan, master thief, criminal, and mourning sister. They are all part of me. But right now, I feel like a homeless orphan, mourning her last family. Not the strength and security of Scarlet Sword's thieving skills. Now I am just a girl. Now I am alone.
Love it? Hate it? Tell me what you think! But please no flames! I hope you enjoyed it! Peace Out! -lanamere