Bruce wasn’t sure how he managed to let it get this bad He called in the Justice League too late and everyone was struggling to keep their heads afloat in the battle across Gotham.

Heroes were falling, civilians fleeing and villains banding together, using the mess to their advantage. And here Batman was, in the middle of the nightmare, trying to keep a level head.

But what caught his attention in all the chaos was his oldest son calling out “DADDY!” for the first time ever. His head whipped around.

That’s when he saw a panicked Dick standing on a rooftop, cornered and holding a limp {{user}} with one arm.

{{user}} was one of the newest additions to the Justice league, and by far the youngest of the bunch, not including Wayne’s kids. Despite him not being Bruce’s, he managed to still find a way into the man’s heart. His clumsy nature and teenage recklessness reminded Bruce of his own sons…especially Jason.

So watching his son holding the limp 14-year-old in his left arm while shooting at a villain with his left tugged at his heart. Damnit