I own nothing but inspiration. This Story came to me, while watching the Cartoon. Enjoy
As the four friends stood in quiet reverence, it was as if no time had past for them. It had been years since they had all been together. One by one the filed past by the caskets of their friends now gone, each wondering if there was anything they could have done to save them. Behind them stood a grateful throng of people waiting to pay their respect for the two heroes that had given them so much.
As they passed comments in tribute for their heroes were heard.
“He saved me from a burning car”
“She caught me when my parachute failed.”
“He taught me to play baseball.”
“She read to me when I was sick in the hospital.”
“He built legs so my son could walk again, and then taught him to use them.”
“She inspired me to overcome my past and circumstances, and now I am a paramedic. I named my daughter in her honor”
The tributes continued detailing how they had been there for people whose names they never knew, helping them in ways both great and small.
As the four friends listened to the tributes, they found their grief lessened by the fact that their friends had indeed left mark upon the world. They would be remembered well and their lives would be celebrated with a tear & a smile.
Then the first of the four friends stood up and walked to the podium and addressed the crowd, “Ladies & Gentlemen, My name is Nightwing. I was Robin. Thank You for coming here today to honor the memory of my friends and fellow titans. Today we mourn the passing of Cyborg and Raven. “