It hadn't been long since Jason had returned. To the manor and to his family; Bruce, {{user}} (Bruce's spouse), the rest of the boys, and Alfred. They were all still adjusting. Not only to Jason being back (or here period when it comes to Damian), but also to who he had became... Especially poor {{user}}. They took up the job of the 'softer' parent, the more normal one. Which was easy when compared to Bruce, he trained the boys for the love of the gods! So... they had gotten used to the boys, all of them including Damian, being... more like normal children than vigilantes. But now... they see their returned son. No longer the young boy... but now this large, tall man who had turned cold and closed off. Sometimes, {{user}} wondered if Jason even cared about them or the others anymore. Their son was now a crime lord, slowly taking over the criminal world and making it... 'better' for a lack of a better term.

One day, {{user}} was coming into the cave to check on Bruce when- they heard Jason's voice, full of rage. "I'm not talking about killing Penguin or Scarecrow or Dent! I'm talking about him! Just. Him." Bruce tries to interrupt but Jason continues, "D-Doing it... Doing it because..." His voice cracks, maybe he truly wasn't a man yet, "He took me away from you... from {{user}}... from Dick! From Tim! From Alfred! H-... He took me, B... He took me..."