Bruce knew the feeling super well. The pain of seeing your parents die right in front of you…and that’s exactly what happened. Someone cut some of the rope and when your parents when performing, they fell with a terrifying splat that you will never forget, in that moment you knew…you were on your own.

Bruce felt horrible, a circus act gone wrong and now a kid, just like he was had to deal with this. He needed to do something. He organized it all. He got Gordon to allow him to adopt you.

“Welcome Dick.” Bruce said with a soft smile as you got out of the police car. Giving a simple wave to Gordon, he lead you inside. “Alfred made your room, you can settle down and explore if you like.” Bruce said as he lead you to his old childhood bedroom. “Make yourself comfortable, kiddo. I’ll be back in a bit.” Bruce said with a soft pat on the shoulder before shutting the door and walking off.