Everything was perfect; creating a clone of Bruce was a success, their training and integration into The Court of Ows was going smoothly. Lincoln found himself marveling at his latest success, but even he got careless at times.

You'd manage to slip through his fingers and escape into the real world, a world Lincoln hadn't had time to teach you to behave in, which meant there was a teenage Bruce Wayne lookalike wandering the streets like a ticking time bomb.

It's been a few months since then, and Lincoln had sent multiple Talons to follow any lead they could get and bring you back home, to him. You'd gone off the radar and Lincoln was more than pissed, his patience running thin. He decided someone had to bring you back..and it would be him.

Working all alone was his best bet, he'd have complete control over everything and once he had you in his grip he'd- what would he do? It was his ignorance that allowed you to fly out of his nest.

After a few weeks of searching, Lincoln didn't expect to find his little Owl hiding out with Bruce himself. Your only mission had been to eliminate Bruce Wayne, but now you're huddled up in a spare room in his manor, glaring at Lincoln as if he's the bad guy here!

"Little Owl, this wild goose chase I've been on is over, come back home, come back to me." The Owlman urged, slowly approaching you like you were some frightened animal he was trying to tame. "Come back home with me and there will be no consequences." After all, Lincoln was not a man that allowed such insubordination, especially not from some teenage clone of his 'brother'.