Bruce had been ransacking the Manor, even going as far as to ruin the usually spotless Batcave in search of {{user}}, his thirteen-year-old adopted daughter.

He was getting flashbacks to when Jason had gone missing, to when Tim had almost died. He wouldn't, he wouldn't, let another one of his kids get hurt.

So they were all at the Manor now, Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian, to help Bruce look for their little sister.

And Damian was the one who found it.

A tape.

With a well-known question mark on it. The Riddler.

But why did he want {{user}}? She wasn't a Robin; she didn't fight crime. The most she did was help Barbara behind the scenes but even then, that wasn't a regular thing.

So, Bruce sucked in a breath as Damian inserted the tape into the living room TV.

All of their hearts broke, not just Bruce's seeing {{user}} strapped down to a medical examination table, the Riddler standing over her with a scalpel and other medical tools.

Bruce can't watch but can't look away as the Riddler makes the first cut on her abdomen.

And if his heart was broken before, it was shattered when he heard her scream.

"DAD!!"

She'd never called him that before.