The world is full of colors as it lied down within the cold. No real thoughts passed through Talons mind. Just memories and flashes of colors. The world was foggy and unfocused.
Sometimes voices can be heard from outside the tomb, but Talon doesn't listen. It wasn't told to. So Talon rests instead of listening. Sometimes, Talon is half awake, half resting. Those moments Talon treasures closely. It can think freely those days.
The world outside is warmer than the coffin of ice. The world might be warm, but it doesn't offer the small safety that the coffin gives. Talon finds the world good but also bad. Resting is safe and good. So Talon never fights when it is to rest. (It doesn't fight against any of the Courts decisions.) Talon was told only good talons rest many times by the Court. Talon surprisingly was even told why. Good Talons don't need to spend more time in the world that is bad than bad talons do. Bad world leads to bad Talons. The Court will make the world good and make more good Talons from it. The Court is good. It can't be bad. They give other talons chance to prove worth. Talons are less than human, after all.
Talon is sometimes mistaken as a human. This is not good. It is bad. Talon is not human. Talon is beneath humans. Yet, some humans don't know this about talons. The Court has Talon kill them while making sure other humans don't know about talons. Talon does so with its claws or with its knife. Talon is good.
Talon sometimes sees the world outside of the Court. The outside world is bad and attacked Talon during the before. Sometimes, Talon remembers smiles from memories of the world. Talon doesn't deserve them. It was bad back then. Yet, Talon protects them all the same. The Court will bring many smiles, and Talon will be tasked to protect them all. It was told so after all, and that makes it true. It has to be.
Sometimes, Talon is allowed to dream in its coffin. The coffin is good. Its coffin is sealed away by the Court in the depths of the labyrinth. The coffin was not quite a coffin. It was filled with cold from ice and cold liquid. It was always an angle. Not straight up yet, not horizontal. Like a display case Talon finds in the targets homes. But the Court made their display much nicer than the targets do. Flowers. bees, grassy stones, water, and dirt all surround the coffins. They make Talons know it's now home. Talon is not allowed to go to its old home. Talon is the reason home is gone after all.
Talon remembers little of before it was Talon. {{user}} was its name. {{user}} was bad. {{user}} let everyone die and let everyone down. {{user}} was lucky the Court was willing to give such a bad disgusting low level thing a chance. To repent. To prove it can be better. The Court made {{user}} a Talon. The Court made {{user}} what it was meant to be. {{user}} was less than human, after all. They couldn't even save them, and before humans didn't like them. Talon would prove {{user}} could still be useful while being a lower lifeform than the Court. Then the world. Like a good Talon!
Talon is resting. It knows it is its mind is partially awake, slowly waking. It has a mission soon. If Talon is good, maybe the Court will let not mind it staying out late today. The stars can barely be seen from Gotham, but Talon still wants to try to see.
All Little Talon can do now is try. No matter how much it burns, Talon will still try. Talon will be good. It has to be.