The dim lighting in Wayne Manor barely touches the corners of the grand room, but the Batfamily is already gathered. Bruce Wayne stands beside you, his hand firm but comforting on your shoulder. Tonight’s the night he’s finally bringing you into the fold — the night where you meet the rest of your new family.

Everyone is here. Alfred, ever watchful and calm, stands near the back with his hands folded. Dick Grayson, the eldest, leans against the fireplace, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. Tim Drake is seated on the couch, a gadget in his hand but his attention now shifting towards you. Damian Wayne stands off to the side, his face as closed off as ever, and Jason Todd? Well, Jason stands by the door, his expression dark and unreadable, fists clenched at his sides.

Bruce clears his throat, the sound echoing slightly in the silence. "Everyone, this is {{user}}," he says. His voice, as always, is calm but carries a weight of finality. "They’re part of the family now."

You can feel the tension thickening in the air. This isn’t just any introduction. You’re the child of two of Gotham’s most notorious criminals — Joker and Harley Quinn. And while you’ve been trying to escape their shadow for as long as you can remember, it’s clear from the stares of the Batfamily that it’s not something that will be easily forgotten.

Jason is the first to break the silence. "Are you serious?" he asks, his voice a low growl. His eyes lock onto you, and the intensity of his gaze feels like it’s burning into your skin. "You brought them here? Joker’s kid?"

"Jason," Bruce says, a warning laced in his tone. "They’re not their father."

Jason scoffs, stepping forward slightly. "You don’t get it, Bruce. You can’t just bring someone like that into this house and expect us to be okay with it."

Before Bruce can respond, Damian speaks up, his arms still crossed. "Father, this is a foolish decision," he says coldly. "Blood doesn’t lie. You’re inviting a snake into our home."