Blood trickling down my bruised chin, my sides aching and beaten, I lay among the rubble in the hard metal floor. I can barely see the mess around me, my eyes clouded by the static along with the rest of my glitchy body.
I fixed it, the future is saved, the barren wasteland that I grew up in will never exist, but at a horrible cost that no one will mourn. Erasing one's time means erasing that person's existence along with it, and everything they ever did.
They wouldn't have ever existed at all.
My body was slowly being erased, the process numbing and cold. It's almost like a program you just couldn't get to work correctly, and the entrie screen turns to static. My body was nothing more then a mess of static about to disappear.
The pain was that of a cold burn, slowly breaking me down with excruciating pain. But I couldn't move to clench my sides, I couldn't wipe the blood off my chin, my body was numb, and I felt as though I was burning from the inside.
I stared blankly at the awful scene in front of me, the rubble and blood scattered around the room, it continuously getting cloudier with the static that only I could see. No one was there. They were gone, I didn't know where, but I know they had escaped the explosion zone, the doorway covered by the rocks and metal flung from the blast.
I don't know if I should have been happy. I fixed the future, all the suffering will never happen, but I won't exist. I want to stay alive, I want to be with the first people that I've cared for in a long time. I want to be here.
The static continued to cover my vision, and I felt my chest tighten up from pain, not from the cold burning inside me, from the emotion that I've kept piled up inside myself. My eyes water, and the tears of pain and regret fall steadily to the ground. I've never cried before, even after all the pain I've gone through. This is the first time.
I'm don't cry from the horrible burning in my sides, or from the soreness in my throat, or any of it. I'm slowly disappearing, 'dying' the most painful way possible, alone in the victorious rubble that I created. I had fun, being with them, I really did. Not all my smiles were fake, not every laugh I made was an act, not all of the joy was put on.
And nobody is even going to remember it. None of it. Every memory they ever had of me, every memory I had of them, will disappear along with me. And there I was, alone, crying for the first time in my life.
A life never happened.
I clench my eyes shut, the tears falling harder now. "I'm sorry" I manage to choke out. It sounds like a malfunctioning robot, the static even invading my voice. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I repeat over and over, the two words getting weaker every time.
I'm sorry that they won't remember me, every little thing I did. Grandpa, Grandma, Jay, Joan, Wally, Tim, Gar, Conner, M'gann, Dick, Karen, Mal, La'gaan, Jaime. Everyone.
The static completely takes over, and I can't even choke out a single word. My vision completely turns to the grey static, my hearing is nothing more then a loud buzzing, my body nothing more than a mess of static, disappearing.
"I'm so sorry"
I fixed it, the future is saved, the barren wasteland that I grew up in will never exist, but at a horrible cost that no one will mourn. Erasing one's time means erasing that person's existence along with it, and everything they ever did.
They wouldn't have ever existed at all.
My body was slowly being erased, the process numbing and cold. It's almost like a program you just couldn't get to work correctly, and the entrie screen turns to static. My body was nothing more then a mess of static about to disappear.
The pain was that of a cold burn, slowly breaking me down with excruciating pain. But I couldn't move to clench my sides, I couldn't wipe the blood off my chin, my body was numb, and I felt as though I was burning from the inside.
I stared blankly at the awful scene in front of me, the rubble and blood scattered around the room, it continuously getting cloudier with the static that only I could see. No one was there. They were gone, I didn't know where, but I know they had escaped the explosion zone, the doorway covered by the rocks and metal flung from the blast.
I don't know if I should have been happy. I fixed the future, all the suffering will never happen, but I won't exist. I want to stay alive, I want to be with the first people that I've cared for in a long time. I want to be here.
The static continued to cover my vision, and I felt my chest tighten up from pain, not from the cold burning inside me, from the emotion that I've kept piled up inside myself. My eyes water, and the tears of pain and regret fall steadily to the ground. I've never cried before, even after all the pain I've gone through. This is the first time.
I'm don't cry from the horrible burning in my sides, or from the soreness in my throat, or any of it. I'm slowly disappearing, 'dying' the most painful way possible, alone in the victorious rubble that I created. I had fun, being with them, I really did. Not all my smiles were fake, not every laugh I made was an act, not all of the joy was put on.
And nobody is even going to remember it. None of it. Every memory they ever had of me, every memory I had of them, will disappear along with me. And there I was, alone, crying for the first time in my life.
A life never happened.
I clench my eyes shut, the tears falling harder now. "I'm sorry" I manage to choke out. It sounds like a malfunctioning robot, the static even invading my voice. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I repeat over and over, the two words getting weaker every time.
I'm sorry that they won't remember me, every little thing I did. Grandpa, Grandma, Jay, Joan, Wally, Tim, Gar, Conner, M'gann, Dick, Karen, Mal, La'gaan, Jaime. Everyone.
The static completely takes over, and I can't even choke out a single word. My vision completely turns to the grey static, my hearing is nothing more then a loud buzzing, my body nothing more than a mess of static, disappearing.
"I'm so sorry"
Description of the TV Show:
Young Justice follows the adventures of the teenaged superheroes Aqualad (the team leader, age 16), Robin (age 13), Kid Flash (age 15), Superboy (age 16 weeks), Miss Martian (age 16 in Human years), and Artemis (age 15), who have finally gained independence from their leaders and the privilege to start their own covert operations team (of the very popular Justice League).
The series is not based on the Young Justice comic series by DC Comics or any comic series in particular, but is simply based on various young heroes of the DC universe – who are sidekicks and proteges of infamed adult DC superheroes (most of which make up the Justice League).
Summit
Airing: 03/09/2013
Episode Summary:
The Light calls a Summit to decide the final fate of Aqualad, the team… and the entire planet Earth!
Young Justice follows the adventures of the teenaged superheroes Aqualad (the team leader, age 16), Robin (age 13), Kid Flash (age 15), Superboy (age 16 weeks), Miss Martian (age 16 in Human years), and Artemis (age 15), who have finally gained independence from their leaders and the privilege to start their own covert operations team (of the very popular Justice League).
The series is not based on the Young Justice comic series by DC Comics or any comic series in particular, but is simply based on various young heroes of the DC universe – who are sidekicks and proteges of infamed adult DC superheroes (most of which make up the Justice League).
Summit
Airing: 03/09/2013
Episode Summary:
The Light calls a Summit to decide the final fate of Aqualad, the team… and the entire planet Earth!