Finding Robin

5.Finding My Past.

Robin

"Why are you here Loki?" I ask the murderer in front of me.

"We need to talk, I believe your life is in danger," he tells me seriously.

"No shit Sherlock, I have a bomb planted inside my head. At least I think I do, wait... where am I? I was just inside the infirmary, and now I'm here. What the fuck did you do? Are you in my head?" I question angrily. He stands up and pushes the chair he was just sitting in calmly.

"Humans," he mumbles. "They can't control their emotions." He takes a step toward me.

" Oh no you dont," I growl. "Take one step and I'll blow you to pieces." I put my hands up ready to use my powers. Powers? Did I always have powers?

" No use, powers are useless," he sighs. "Now, can I talk to you."

"I still don't think I can trust you," I sneer. "Why should I, you almost killed me." Images from the battle flash in my mind.

" Listen, I've changed," he tells me.

"Why should I believe you? After all, you are quite literally in my head," I spit taking a step back. "Now, will you politely leave so that I can figure out how to escape this."

"Okay, but have fun navigating your mind. With all of your stolen, wait no, hidden memories... It's a jungle. I could help," he tells me. "I'm quite the explorer. I could help you learn things about yourself or perhaps even help you harness your powers." This is all bull shit. "Oh Robin, I wouldn't lie to you. Well I suppose I should be on my way if you don't want my help. Goodbye Robin." He makes his way to the exit to the boardwalk.

"Wait," I yell. Quickly he turns around.

" Have you rethought your decision?" He asks hopefully.

"Nope, I just wanted to tell you not to let the door hit you on the way out!" I smile. He scowls back and quickly goes to the exit. As he steps through, it changes to a portal and then, he's gone. I don't need him, he's untrustworthy and a fugitive. Little did I know how wrong I was.

Five minutes after he left, the sky started caving in. Piece by piece it fell, leaving purple and blue gaps everywhere. What the fuck is happening? First it was small pieces, but then a large fissure dug into the sky around me. So, I did one of the only things I knew how to, I ran. I ran until my legs gave out and I collapsed in the sand. Laying there, my face to the sky watching the world around me fall I realized something. If I die in my mind, I probably die in real life. Now, all of the sky is gone and the beach is quickly disintegrating. C'mon try and leave. It is your mind, you're in control. I squeeze my eyes shut tight and try to escape. Deep breathes Robin. Think about Bucky. He's probably waiting for you in real life.

                        So that's what I did. I focused on him and zoned out everything that was happening around me. Soon it got quiet so I opened my eyes. I saw Bucky, but I saw myself too. This is what Loki was talking about, my memories are coming back. I looked around the room and recognized it instantly. The fight room. Oh no. The scene was too familiar. Young me with Winter, but he wasn't my Winter. Of course, young me didn't know that. So naive. She ran to him then, he hit her. I lunge forward to break it up, but I just go through him. The scene was almost too hard to watch. I could see the look on her face when she realized this wasn't her Winter. Then, the most amazing thing happened, she used her powers. So I do have powers. They must have blocked that when Ross did crap to my brain. The powers weren't enough though, soon Bucky practically punted her across the room. I could almost feel it, well I did feel it once upon a time. Okay, that's enough, I'm leaving this for another memory. I still need to figure out more about my powers. Maybe another with Bucky, but the real Bucky. I clench my eyes shut and think of the Bucky I know. I open my eyes to see me standing in an abandoned building. I'm holding a piece of chalk and talking. It didn't take me long to realize I couldn't hear anything. It's funny, I didn't even notice it in the last memory either.