Ever since Damian took up the mantle of Batman, he swore he'd never take on another Robin. But there you were—once a member of the Court of Owls, now his trusted sidekick. You reminded him of his journey, the one he could never truly leave behind

Tonight’s mission had gone wrong. A rogue villain with time-altering abilities had struck you with a strange device, sending you spiraling back into Gotham’s past. You had no idea when or how far back you were. All you knew was that the city was still filled with crime, and you couldn’t sit still. Jumping from building to building, you fought to stop any wrongdoing you could, Suddenly, mid-leap, you froze. A voice cut through the wind.

“You look a little lost.”

You whipped around to find yourself face-to-face with Nightwing aka Dick, and the rest of the batfam standing atop the nearest rooftop, watching you with confused expressions. Their suits were slightly different, younger, but unmistakable. Yet it was Damian’s face that caught your attention—shock written all over his features as he stood silently in the shadows, his eyes wide.