Dolly's Diary

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      I'm tired of losing people. I'm tired of seeing it happen. That's why I became Blue Jay, why I became stronger, why I became faster, why I became smarter! So I could save people.

       I've watched my parents get mauled by a lion. I've came home to see my parents' bodies ripped open. I've been hit by a car in the dead of night while on patrol. I've been kidnapped by Joker, who tortured me and branded me on my shoulder blade with a "J". I've had third-degree burns all over my leg. I've been held captive and starved for a week by thorny vines that were being controlled by Poison Ivy. I've been thrown through a window, stabbed with a glass shard that kept me from eating solid food for weeks. I've had my arm wrenched out of it's socket after falling from a 60 story building. And I was still okay- I think its fair to say I'm pretty strong and tough.

       But all that doesn't matter; it doesn't matter how strong, smart, skilled, disciplined or fast I am. I couldn't save Artemis. I couldn't save the last of my family. What good is being a hero if I can't save the people that matter most to me.

     I guess Artemis is what I wanted to be for her- she saved me. She gave up her life for me, just when we were close enough to actually feel a sisterly love towards each other.

      

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