I walk a lonely road
The only one I that have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Blvd. of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I'll walk alone
I've learned a lot of things in the past twenty years. Mainly, that for all the trouble I put Bruce through, I understand now why he kept me around when I was a kid, and why it hurt him so much to see me go.
He was lonely.
And since the day I walked out on the second team I had been a part of, the team I had helped form and the team that I led, I became a lonely creature of the night as well. I had too much pride to go crawling back to Bruce, but I was too empty to try and live a normal life. Without her, there wasn't a reason to live a normal life. There didn't seem much to fight for either, but I had always believed in justice, and no criminal should get away. As long as my body was able, I had to protect the city-- but fighting in these streets is hell. No one cares anymore. There's so many criminals, so many corrupt... And I'm beginning to fear that I can't do it alone.
I couldn't understand where she'd gone. We all didn't realize just how much she affected us... me most of all. I know now what my then sixteen-year-old heart felt but my naive mind didn't understand.
It tore me apart. And when my friends had stopped looking, when they gave up, I couldn't stand it. Didn't they know how much she meant to the team? How much she meant to me? I walked out when they said they weren't trying anymore. That wasn't good enough.
So I went on my own and stuck to crime fighting in the dead of night. It was my only purpose, the only thing that kept me believing that waking up was worthwhile. I had taken an oath, so I had to fulfill it. But that alone couldn't fill the void in my life. I kept trying to find her myself, with no results. She's gone. She's nowhere. She's not there.
I had loved her. I didn't know it or understand back then just how much she meant to me. And I learned a valuable lesson: don't ever take the ones you love for granted. But, the price paid was the one person whom I loved more than anyone or anything in the world. Hadn't she lectured us right before we left to fight Warp? She was frantically trying to explain the importance of friendship, and none of us listened to her. We all waved it off as some stupid Tamaranian tradition that nobody actually cared to celebrate, even for her sake. And that was our problem... she had been right all along, and in the end she was gone and our friendship ripped at the seams.
I was patrolling the streets again, in the cold winter night. The roads were covered in dirty brown slush, the full moon shone through the haze in the sky, and the city was silent... except for a familiar scream.
My heart quickened the moment I heard it. It was a sound I hadn't heard for twenty years, but one that I had hoped I'd hear the entire time.
I swung over buildings and back alleys till I came to a fight. And I nearly lost it when I saw the one person I had been looking for. She was fighting that bastard Warp, the one who we were fighting all those years ago. With a blast from his shoulder cannon he slammed her to the city floor. I jumped in and tried to take him out as quickly as I could. He managed to escape, but I didn't care. There was something more important holding my attention.
I hung back in the dark alley and watched her get up from the snow where he had pushed her down and primly wipe off her skirt. She then looked around herself cautiously, and I smiled, and marveled at how she still looked like she was sixteen. Then it hit me-- she was still sixteen. I suddenly understood everything. That's how she disappeared all those years ago and why none of our locaters could find her... she had followed Warp through a time portal and this is where it ended, twenty years into the future.
I stood in the shadows; my feelings completely overwhelming me. This was the moment I had been waiting for... her return. Granted, I had expected her to be my age, but a sixteen year old girl was better than no girl at all. Just to see her face again, and hear her voice as I remember it...
As she glanced into the alley where I stood, and cautiously called out a name I hadn't been called in fifteen years, all I could manage to say was...
It's good to see you again.
Author's Notes: I suppose I took some liberties and imagined how the Titans broke up, and what some of them did after they had disbanded. I found that episode quite sad indeed, and found a great opportunity to write some good angst. For more comments on this and other works of mine check out my bio page.
Songs used were She's Not There by the Zombies (Don't recognize it? If you've seen Kill Bill Vol. 2 it's the song playing at the end when The Bride's watching a movie with her daughter, BB. The song just seemed to fit the theme) and Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Greenday
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