HEY! :P

Sorry about all the craziness with posting a new version of this story. Yeah and if you were wondering what-the-Hades happened to me I'll explain.

So before Christmas I went on a cruise to the Bahamas (And holy crappers it was awesome! I mean compared to the cold place live in :P) The people on and at the islands were really nice too :3 Oh and dudes guess what?

I got to hug a dolphin! *_*

..And dance with one.

...And kiss one.

They are sooooooo CUTE! ^_^

I also got gold in science fair (SHED AQUARIUM HERE I COME!)

Oh my god, and to think I have to do another year of science fair.

It was puuuuuuuuurrrrrreeeeee torture. I hated it.

Anyways here's the story and I didn't tell ya peeps, but the pairings are still the same XD

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own The Percy Jackson series or The Teen Titans,

They all belong to Rick Riordan and...um DC I think. otherwise its either Cartoon Network. ^_^

Six years ago…

A girl, no older than six, slept in a small bed. Her raven colored locks sprawled out messily onto her pillow. The child's chest rose and fell steadily underneath her blue blanket. Nothing could wake her it would seem.

Except, well…her brother.

"HOLLY! Wake up!"

A boy with black hair and brilliant blue eyes jumped on the sleeping girl's body. The little girl's eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of bright sea green colored eyes.

She looked confused, her eyes swiveling around until they met a pair of blue orbs peering right into her. "Richie?" The girl asked uncertainly.

"Holly wake up!" Said Richie excitedly, ignoring her question "Guess what today is!"

Holly frowned, her lower lip pulling into a pout of concentration. "Thursday…?"

Richie rolled his eyes. "It's our birthday silly! Today's April 1st."

Holly gasped, quickly pushing her older brother off her and slipping out of bed. She ran across the tiny trailer's floor until she reached her mother and father's room.

"Mami, tati!" Mommy, Daddy she cried, jumping on their bed. "It's my birthday!"

Mary and John Grayson visibly jumped from their daughter's rude awakening. Mary rubbed away the sleep from her eyes. "Can you say that again sweetheart?" She asked, not having heard her daughter's first introduction properly.

By now, Richard had joined the rest of his family on the bed, practically shaking with as much excitement as his sister. "Today's our birthday!"

John smiled perfectly at his wife with a loving look. "It is their birthday, isn't it darling?"

The auburn haired woman returned the gesture by grasping her husband's hand, squeezing it, before turning to the children. "Happy Birthday Holly and Richard."

John Grayson smiled broadly, grabbing the two small children into a bear hug, ruffling their hair. "Yep, Happy Birthday kids."

Suddenly the trailer's door snapped open with a loud bang, followed by three voices singing as loudly as they could. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"

The siblings were whisked away from their father being squashed by their three other relatives. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They all crowed together in finality to their song.

A woman with fiery red hair and brown eyes knelt down before Holly and Richard.

"So, how old are you two again?" She asked.

Holly spoke first. "Six!"

Richard was next to go. "Nine!"

Yes, even though these siblings were three year's apart, their birthday's had both fallen the same day. April 1st, the first day of spring.

The woman with red hair smiled. "Well, happy birthday you little turds."

A boy in his late teens moved around the woman. He had black locks that curled at the ends and the Grayson blue eyes. "Hey veri!" cousins

"JOHN!" Shouted Holly, launching herself at her older, and favorite, cousin.

John caught her, stumbling back slightly. "Jeez Holly, what do you have? Super Strength or something?" He asked jokingly.

At this comment, if someone were to have paid attention, they would've seen the flicker of worry cross Mary's face.

Holly just laughed and brushed off it off. "I wish!" She exclaimed. "Then I could be like Wonder Woman and beat up bad guys!"

Her brother wrinkled his nose in a grimace. "Why Wonder Woman? I'd rather be Batman, he doesn't even have powers and he can beat the bad guys!"

John raised an eyebrow and eyebrow at both the younger children. "What about Superman? If I were to pick a superhero to be, it'd be Superman."

The three began squabbling over what hero would be better, while the adults watched in amusement.

"So, Karla," John, the older one, began, addressing the red haired lady. "Did you make the cakes?"

Karla smirked, "Sure did. Even bargained with old Haley to announce the kids birthdays during the show."

Mary gaped at her, drawing her knees up to her chest. "You didn't."

"Oh, but I did."

A man next to Karla rolled his azure eyes putting a hand to his chest. "Well I got the elephant trainers to spray paint the elephant's blue. The kids' favorite color."

"No, you didn't Rick."

Rick smiled beneath his Italian styled mustache. "You know me all to well." He said before giving Karla a kiss on the mouth.

"EWWW!" screamed a small girl's voice. "AUNT KARLA AND UNCLE RICK ARE KISSING."

Holly's mother cocked an eyebrow, leaping out of bed. "Oh, so you think kisses are gross, now do you?" She sauntered over to her little girl. "Because I was just about to come over and kiss you myself."

Mary wrapped her arms around her daughter and puckered her lips at her. Holly shrieked before wiggling out of her mother's grasp and running out of the trailer screaming.

"YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME!"

The older female acrobat turned head sideways with her hands on her hips, giving her family a look. "Who want's to prove this little bug wrong?"

Everyone raised a hand.

And that my friend is how the Graysons ended up chasing around their youngest member around the circus grounds in their pajamas.

Holly Grayson covered her mouth with her tiny hands to muffle her snickers.

She had picked the best hiding spot of all time.

The little girl had cocooned herself between two crates inside the deserted circus tent. It was slightly uncomfortable with her knees pulled closely to her chest, but otherwise it was fine.

The circus tent was quite spacious and tall. Enough to fit a huge trapeze stand, which Holly and her family performed from.

The tents walls were a glowing yellow color with a red trim. If a full crowd were to appear in the circus, the tent would then be filled with colorful lights emitting from young children's glow in the dark swords or glow sticks.

Holly squirmed slightly. She could never stay in place for long. Her fingers fidgeted with her long black hair, unconsciously retying a braid over and over again.

The sound of footsteps falling filled the arena, causing Holly to cover her mouth again.

I gotta be quite, She thought It's mami coming to catch me.

"Tony, what are we doing here again?" Said a deep male voice.

Holly scrunched up her nose. Tony? I don't know a Tony at Haley's circus.

"To remind old Haley why you never say no to Tony Zucco." Another, more sinister voice was speaking.

Holly heard faint thud. Taking a risk she peered from around the boxes corner. Her eyes widened at what she saw.

There, only two crates away, was a knife embedded into the crate.

If possible, Holly's eyes widened even more when her mind registered that the man who was previously speaking had thrown the knife.

She ducked her head back into her little space between the wooden crates. Scooting as far away from the arena's circle, Holly buried her head into her knees.

Mami… Holly thought weakly. Tati…

Insane laughter was heard another man spoke. "So brother how are we going to teach him a lesson."

"Oh well you know, there might be…an 'accident' during one of his prized circus acts."

Murder.

Holly gasped at the voice she heard in her head. It wasn't hers, she was pretty sure her voice didn't sound like a man.

Who are- Her question was never finished, cut off by a voice speaking.

"Did you hear that?"

Holly panicked. The bad men heard me!

The voice was back again, Run, Holly RUN!

The warning was useless though because suddenly all Holly could do was freeze. Staring into a man's mix matched set of eyes.

"Ah, now what do we have here," The blue and browned eyed man purred. "A little circus freak it seems."

Holly cried out as the man snatched her by the hair. "Now where's your mommy and daddy?" He sneered.

When she didn't answer the man twisted her hair painfully.

"Answer me."

"I-I don't know."

"A shame," He spat. "What are you doing here brat, spying?"

Holly visibly cringed. "No, sir just playing a game of hide-and-seek."

"Hmph." Was all the person said.

Releasing her hair, he turned heel and walked a little ways away. He pulled a throwing knife from his jacket sleeve. Turing the blade slightly, he smirked cruelly as he saw the young girl's face twist into horror.

"Do you know who I am kid?"

"No."

"My names Tony Zucco." Running a finger down the edge of his blade. "What's your name kid?"

"M-my mami told me n-not to t-talk to s-strangers."

Zucco flung his knife, which landed a few inches from Holly's hand. She yelped.

"Will you tell me your name now?" Asked Zucco.

"H-holly Gr-grayson."

This answer obviously delighted Tony Zucco from the glint in his eye. "A Grayson eh?"

Holly nodded.

"I hear your family does trapeze acrobatics at the circus."

Again, Holly nodded.

"It would be a shame you know," Started Zucco coldly. "If that trapeze line just…snapped."

The girl's heart missed a beat, her chest stilling for a millisecond.

Holly.The voice was back again.

Tony Zucco took a view steps forward, another dagger in hand.

Holly, grab the knife.

A few more steps forward and Zucco was towering over her.

Holly, the KNIFE! This time Holly listened.

At the last possible second, Holly had yanked the knife near her hand and rolled to the left, just as the mafia leader swung his blade in a downward motion at the place her body had been.

Zucco stumbled back, eyes widened in surprise. "H-how-?"

Holly didn't wait to give him an answer since she was already running, clutching the knife in her hand as hard as she could.

The door was only a few feet from Holly when two other men jumped in the way of her path. Skidding to a halt, she raised the knife blade shakily as if to scare the burly men.

One of the men with orange hair snorted. "Kid, if you're trying to scare us, it ain't working."

The girl's confidence sizzled slightly. Why am I trying to scare them? She thought. It's not like I could take them down… A light bulb went off in her head. …But maybe I won't have to take them down by myself…

Opening her mouth as wide as could, Holly let a scream out that would make even Bloody Mary jealous.

That's when all Hades broke loose.

The first to react were the two goons rushing at the girl like football tacklers. Zucco was next, swearing up a storm after realizing he only brought two knives to throw, one of which the insolent child had.

And lastly were the Graysons' reaction.

Six footsteps were heard rushing to the scene, and then three men, just as tall and muscular as Zucco's brothers, arrived.

"HOLLY!" they shouted, all noting the young girl being chased by large men.

Leaping into action, the Grayson boys rammed into the two Zucco's.

"HOLLY!" This time it was a female's voice.

Holly spun, tears streaming down her face. "MAMI!"

Mary tumbled towards her daughter wrapping her arms around her daughter's thin trembling body.

"Mom! I called the police! They're on their way!"

Mary Grayson pulled her little boy into a hug too. "Good thinking Richard."

As the men of the family fought it out, the females and youngest male of the Graysons hid out in a corner trying to avoid the brawl at all possible cost.

Suddenly there was a sound of metal whistling in the air and a weapon embedded itself into the dirt ground.

A batarang to be exact.

Richard's eyes grew by the second. "Batman…" He breathed.

A dark blur flew through the air. Untangling the Grayson men, the bat swooped in and rendered Zucco's brother's unconscious.

The mysterious man quickly tied up the goons, pinning them to a circus pole before taking a quick sweep of the grounds with his eyes. Not finding anything unusual he pulled out his grappling gun from his cape.

Holly sniffled wiping her eyes as she watched the bat. She had to stop him. He didn't get Tony Zucco.

"Wait!" the girl cried, escaping her mother's grasp running and grasping the dark crusader's cape.

The bat looked at the little girl clinging to him stiffly. "What?" He asked in his deep, gravely voice.

It took all of Holly's willpower not to shrink. "There's still one more bad guy."

Batman narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the girl. "I didn't see another man while I was here."

She seemed to hesitate, "I- I think he slipped away while everyone was fighting." The girl paused, glancing down sheeply. "He told me his name was Tony Zucco."

Holly felt the urge to show him the dagger, but decided against it, it would seem to suspicious, and not to count plain weird.

Batman gave tiny nod, addressing the girl. "I'll look out for him."

Holly Grayson's smile seemed to shine through all her tears. "You pinky promise?"

The girl held out her tiny hand, sticking out her pinky finger.

The Bat couldn't help but quirk his lip slightly into a chaste smile. "Pinky promise." He confirmed by wrapping his gloved pinky around the girl's smaller one.

Holly let go of his black cape and beamed. "Thank you Batman!"

With one little nod, the bat disappeared through the small hole at the top of the tent.

Holly skipped back to her mother her bear hugged her. When she turned to Richard, all poor Richard Grayson could do was stare and utter:

"Did you just make a pinky promise with Batman?"

Holly giggled at her brother.

The mornings scare had been completely driven away by the time it was dusk.

The circus lights were shining bright attracting plenty of people to watch its performances for the night. Kids were laughing and screaming in delight as their parents dragged them inside the tent.

The show was set to begin in a half hours time and the Graysons had nestled themselves in the backstage area with the rest of the entertainers, all of whom were celebrating the two Grayson kids birthdays by singing to them.

They had cake the hour before and had open the presents from their family and friends only minutes ago. Although Mary and John had one more surprise for the children.

"HAAAAAPPPPPPYYYY BIIIIIIRRRRRTTTHHHDDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOOOOO YOUUUUU!" The circus members finished in unison, joyous laughter following.

Mary and John came up behind their children. Each placed a necklace and clasped it around their small necks, earning gasps from the younger kids.

"Pretty…" Gasped Holly as she examined the trinket.

Hanging from each necklaces cord was the symbol of the Flying Graysons. The symbol was a capital 'G' and a circle with a pair of wings on other side, spread out as if to fly. The only difference between the two small pendants was Holly's was a silvery platinum color while Richard's was a shining gold.

"Thanks!" Richard beamed up at his parents. Holly nodded in agreement.

Their parents smiled before ruffling the hair on top their heads. "Now hurry up and get in your costumes, we have one more surprise for tonight."

Holly and Richard rushed to the changing room, costumes in hand and stepped out minutes later in their outfits.

The costumes were the same as the other Graysons, green tights with a strip of black on the top of them to resemble a belt, and a tucked in skin tight red tank with the Grayson symbol.

Mary had shot down the idea of putting makeup on Holly at such a young age but allowed her to wear her hair in any way, which was just in a loose, but sturdy braid.

Richard was suddenly engulfed in a hug and pushed against the attacker like every time it happened. "Ohhhh! Richard, you look like my very own little Robin~!"

"Mom…" Dick said, pushing against his mother's face in her over dramatic act.

Holly just laughed when Mary moved on to her. "And Holly, you look like my very own little AngelFish~!"

Karla rolled her eyes and yanked her sister in law off the little girl. "Come on Mama Bird, we gotta make-up-fy you."

Karla swaggered over to the mirrors that lined the walls and began her work. She a applied a pretty pink coat to Mary's face. Then she added mascara and eyeliner to the woman's eyes.

Next Karla began her own make up. She painted her lips a deep red that brought out her equally as red hair, she put on mascara and eyeliner just like Mary except this time she put red eye shadow on her eyes.

"Done!" Cried Karla, thrusting her eye shadow tool in the air.

Mary rolled her eyes, gripping Karla's arm. "Come on! He'll be here any minute!"

"Who'll be here?" Asked John, who had both his cousins on top of his shoulders.

For a minute, his mother seemed to forget that she had a son and husband. Squealing like a teenager she said. "Bruce Wayne!"

"WHAT?"

"I know right he's so dreamy, such a hunk…" Trailed of Karla dreamily.

Rick rolled his eyes and tossed his wife over his shoulder and she yelped. "Hon, you're forgetting you're about ten years older than that 'hunk', as you put it."

The fiery red head smacked her husband. "A girl can dream."

John gave a "Ew, mom."

"Forget that!" Exclaimed Richard. "He's Bruce Wayne, millionaire of Gotham! He's practically the king of this city!"

Holly cocked her head to the side. "What does he look like?"

"Hot."

"Karla!"

Mary shushed everyone. "Quiet he could be coming-"

"Hello." Said a deep and amused voice.

The Graysons froze. Karla still thrown over Rick's shoulder, the two kids on top of their cousin's shoulder, and then Mary who looked panicked and embarrassed, and then John, who was observing the whole scene in laidback manner.

Rick was the first to act, throwing his wife from his shoulder. Holly giggled, at everyone's frozen expressions. "Are you Bruce Wayne!" she yelled.

Bruce looked slightly flustered. "Well, yes-"

"Cool!" Cried Holly, jumping off her cousin's shoulder. "Richie says that you're the king of Gotham! And Aunt Karla said you're-"

Karla slapped a hand over her niece's mouth. "Rich. I said you are rich."

Holly gave her a quizzical look. "No you didn't." But it came out muffled from Karla's hand.

Mr. Wayne arched an eyebrow. "Okay. Well I just wanted to say 'hi' and say good luck with the show tonight." He turned and left.

Holly pried off her aunt's hand. "Bye Bruce Wayne!" she shouted.

Bruce dipped his head at her, saying he heard her.

Rick leaned in towards Karla and staged whispered. "Nice save."

Karla blushed.

Meanwhile Mary narrowed his eyes at the retreating billionaire. "Rude. Didn't say hi to any of us personally."

"Well," Started Richard. "It's not like you said hi to him or anything either…"

He trailed off at his mom's look.

"I thought he was nice." Blurted out Holly.

John wrapped an arm around his wife, "Come one Mary the shows about to begin."

As if to prove his point the lights in the back room flickered, saying it was five minutes till performance.

Rick and John looked at their wife's. "A kiss for good luck?"

Mary and Karla gave each other a look before turning to their spouses and giving them a chaste kiss.

John tilted his head. "I never got why they do that."

"Mom says its some type of tradition." Explained Richard, leaping to the ground.

The Grayson's waited for all the acts to go until it was their turn.

"AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, WE BRING YOU THE DARING AND WONDERFUL…FLYING GRAYSONS!" Cried Haley, the ringmaster.

The family went out on stage like they always did in a series of cartwheels and flips.

"AND TODAY, GIVE IT UP FOR HOLLY AND RICHARD GRAYSON CAUSE TODAY'S THEIR BIIIRRRRTTTTHHHHDDDDAAAAYYYY !"

Richard and Holly gave dramatic bows to the crowd, coming back up with arms outstretch as if to soak up the energy in the room.

The crowd went nuts and started screaming and chanting a 'HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAYS TO YOU!'

The Graysons allowed their youngest members to show off by doing front flips and back flips in the arena.

"NOW THE GRAYSONS ARE GOING TO START THE SHOW OFF WITH A BANG! SOMETHING NO OTHER TRAPEZE ARTISTS HAVE EVER TRIED TO DO….THEY WILL PERFORM THEIR SHOW WITH NO NET!"

People in the audience gasped, whispering things like 'He can't be serious."

"OH BUT I AM SERIOUS! SOME OF YOU MAY HAVE SEEN THIS ACT IF YOU'VE SEEN THE GRAYSON'S PERFORMANCE IN THE PAST!"

Holly and Richard took their seats at the edge of the arena. Their mother and father never let them participate in this act, it was too dangerous for younger kids.

The rest of the Grayson clan was climbing the latter up to the top of the acrobats stand and music began blaring on every speaker in the circus.

"AND NOW WATCH THIS DAREDEVIL ACT FOR IT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!"

John and Rick went first, swinging back forth on the trapeze's, next game the girls who gripped each husband's hand, and lastly John Jr. joined the rest of the group, gripping his mother's thin ankles.

The first few acts were going great, Mary flip and Karla would kick John up so he'd fly over to his Uncles ankles and Mary was allowed to hang to Karla's ankles. Then the whole family was taken death defying dares, like spinning while twisting or climbing on top of each other for a new person to grip the trapeze bar.

It was towards the last act everything went wrong.

They were trying to accomplish a full body link, which would look like a giant bridge in the middle of the arena. John was gripping his mother's ankles and Rick was gripping John's ankles. He secured the trio by hooking his legs on the trapeze bar and cable.

Mary and John looked similar with John holding Mary's ankles and John holding them together with his legs hooked to the trapeze bar and cables.

All they needed to do was to have Mary and Karla latch their hands together and they had the 'Body Bridge' as Richard put it.

John was swinging and Rick was swinging, the girls hands were inches apart...

SNAP!

The wires on both trapeze bars broke.

From below Holly and Richards faces morphed into masks of horror.

"MAMI!" Cried Holly reaching out. "TATI!"

The most sickening part of the whole thing probably wasn't the screams as the family fell, but the sound of their bodies as they hit the ground. The sound of every bone in their body breaking. Leaving their bodies in horrible mess of disfiguration.

Richard and Holly ran to the arena where their parents, uncle, aunt, and cousin's body laid out before them in a crude display for everyone to see.

Tears streamed down the siblings faces and heartbroken sobs filled the air. Holly couldn't help but at least try to shake her mother awake as if it would suddenly heal her back to life. She glanced at her Aunt Karla, her crazy but lively Aunt Karla now laying on the ground, blood red spilling from her body.

Slowly the facts of the situation started flow into Holly.

"They're dead." Richards voice trembled.

Holly shook her head, lip quivering. She wouldn't believe that, they weren't dead…they were just- just…

She buried her face in her hands.

The siblings sat there on the bloodstained floor of the arena holding each other as they wept for their loss.

Two days later…

A graveyard is a really depressing place, especially on in Gotham.

Holly stood next to Richard limply holding his hand. The sea-green eyes that once were filled with happy playfulness were now broken that withheld no emotion at all.

She stared at the six graves that were dug into the ground. Each held a dead relative beneath them.

Her mother,

Mary Grayson

Her father,

John Grayson

Her aunt,

Karla Grayson

Her uncle,

Rick Grayson

And lastly, her cousin,

John Jr. Grayson

"Richie."

"Yeah, Holls?"

"What's going to happen to us?"

Richard hesitated on answering. Holly was looking up at him with such a heartbroken expression that he just couldn't bear to answer her truthfully. "Nothing Holls, we'll be together forever."

Three days later…

Holly whimpered as she watched Richie get beaten to the pulp by the older kids.

"Stop!" She kept screaming. "Stop it!"

This was the Gotham Orphanage, a horrible place. The system here was messed up, in Holly's opinion. The nuns were demons hiding in a layer of skin, evil things. The older kids in Gotham Orphanage were like the kings of this place, each day they felt the need to pick on a new kid. Apparently it was Richard and Holly's turn to be picked on.

Holly screamed as a nasty ginger girl pulled her by the braid.

"Ugly aren't you," Sneered Freckle Face, as Holly had dubbed her. "No wonder your parents left you, I bet they were just dying for that fall to happen."

"Be quiet that's not true!"

"How would you know?"

"Shut Up!" shrieked Holly kicking out her feet, smacking the girl in the stomach.

Freckle Face dropped her screaming profanities while clutching her stomach. "You will die!"

Holly scrambled up and ran. She wasn't sure if Richard was following her or not but that didn't matter, she literally was running from Hell itself. Dashing to the right she flung open a door, hoping to god it was the closet she found the other day.

It was.

Shutting the door, Holly jammed the lock in.

She slid down the door letting out a sigh of relief.

"Brat!" cried Freckles, "Come out and I won't make your pain as horrible!"

Holly put her hands to her ears as the girl outside started to ram into the door.

"You!"

THUMP!

"Will!"

THUMP!

"DIE!"

This went on for what felt like hours. Finally, Freckle Face seemed to have stopped banging on the door.

Holly stayed paralyzed in her spot staring into the corner of the dim room. Her life sucked at the moment.

Holly jumped when she heard quick raps on the door. "Go away." She moaned into her knees.

"Holly." Said a muffled voice.

"What."

"It's me."

"Who's me?" Asked Holly.

On the other side of the door Richard rolled his eyes. "Richie."

Holly rushed to unlock the door. She swung it open a crack for Richard to slip in and quickly shut the door when he did, locking it once more. Turning around she gasped.

"Richie…what happened?"

Richard's eyes were rimmed with an ugly black and purple color. His nose was obviously damaged quite a bit, and bruises stained his cheeks. His sister's hand touched a bruise and he winced.

Holly jumped and retracted her hand. "I'm sorry."

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Richard quickly pulled her into a hug, ignoring his bruised ribs. "Hey, its not your fault." He whispered comfortably.

"How can you say that?" Sobbed Holly, gripping his shirt and crying into his shoulder. "The only reason you're getting so beat up is because you keep protecting me!"

"So what Holly, it's better than watching you, my younger sister, get beat to the pulp while I just stand back and watch."

"Yeah, but I feel so useless, like I can't do or stop anything."

Holly gripped to her brother and put her cheek to his chest, listening to his heart beat. "Richie?"

"Hmm Holls?"

"Do you miss mami and tati?"

Richard pulled back and gave her a funny look. "Of course I do."

"Do you miss aunt Karla?"

"Yes."

"Do you miss-"

"Holly I miss everyone." Said Richard firmly.

Holly sniffled. "I wish they were here."

Her brother gave a pained smile. "They are here."

"No they aren't." His sister glanced down and whispered. "They're dead."

"Holls look at me." Holly stared at Richard's face intently. "They are here," Richard grasped Holly's hand and moved it right where her heart was. "Right there to be exact. In our hearts and guess what?"

"What?"

"They're watching over us right now, at this very moment."

Holly took this all in and hugged her brother again. "I still miss them."

"I know, so do I."

Richard pulled Holly closer to him as she cried, sliding down the closet's door slowly into a sitting position. Holding her close and comforting her till she fell asleep.

This is all it seemed like the Grayson children we're doing these days. Crying and trying to comfort each other best they could.

Two days later…

Richard was being sent away.

Holly sat on her cot as she blankly watched her brother pack his few belongings.

The nuns (demons) said that Richard Grayson was becoming too much of a disturbance to the facility.

Violent, they would say, Putting the other kids safety at risk.

Holly had scoffed at their statements. Her brother a safety hazard while other, much older kids were beating the crap out of other children.

This was unfair.

Richard placed his last item in his bag, his mother and father's last gift to him, the necklace with the Grayson pendant.

"I guess I'm ready to go." Sighed the boy.

Richard ran his hand through his dark hair, messing it up even more. His eyes were sad and had gaunt shadows underneath them, his face was pale and his cheekbones seemed to stick out more than usual.

He looks like death, Thought Holly grimly. She glanced down at her own malnourished body. And apparently so do I.

Picking herself off the bed, Holly reached over to her brother and gave him hug.

"Do you think we'll ever see each other again?" She asked into his shirt.

Richard smiled sadly; knowing the likely hood of that happening was close to one and a million.

"Of course we will."

AHHHHHH!

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