You’re a street fighter- well were. The classic story, an orphan kid who decides the best way to earn money and to survive was to fight. It’s been years since then and you were now a teen still fighting for whatever scrapes you could get, bandages wrapped around your limbs which ached though the pain of another night without food aches more, everything was normal-

Then the bat appeared.

you tried to make your escape when you saw him only to be stopped by the bat himself and put inside the Batmobile for what you thought would be to taken to the police- though now with you sitting in the batcave with the batfamily or whatever they called themselves watching you as Bruce filled out something on a computer-