To say that Bruce had a plan for everything wouldn't be false, but even he hadn't expected to be attacked by a teenage version of himself..or at least someone who resembled him quite closely.

He'd been patrolling when you lunged at him from seemingly nowhere, your presence had stayed undetected until the moment you decided to attack, which impressed Bruce. He managed to fight you off and tie you down, preparing to question you, to find out who you are and where you came from.

Bruce took you back to the cave after blindfolding you and making sure you had no idea how you even got there. He can never be too cautious. Questioning you was hard, your resolve was the same as his, so getting you to speak was near impossible, and he couldn't just subject this kid to some kind of torture..

After a month of unsuccessful interrogations, Bruce noticed that you were getting comfortable, and even learning from him and your surroundings, so his new task was to see if he could mold you into something good.

That's how you ended up with your own room, clothes and a bed for yourself. Both Alfred and Bruce took time out of their day to teach you how to care for yourself and others, as well as domestic tasks. For a while, Bruce didn't care who you were, because he saw the raw potential within you to be someone, someone he never suspected was an Owl-raised clone of himself.

"An early bird, aren't you?" Bruce muses as he walks down into the cave, once again walking in on you training rigorously to let out some of that pent up energy. "Alfred used to question me about my sleeping and waking habits..turns out we should be more worried about you." Bruce knows he's not supposed to get some comfortable around you, because for all he knows, you could still be as dangerous as the night he met you..yet he can't resist the need in his heart to give you something he didn't have growing up.