Cover me You thought as you put on your Jumpsuit, when you first started being a daughter of Bruce adopted you and you finally got to be a vigilante.

You stuck to your own burglary and small stuff, while the BatFamily was dealing with big crimes and mobsters. “I can’t believe how much I hate” you thought as you had just fought more and more people. You somewhat faltered under new pressure like being the new vigilante and dealing with new small villains and duchebags.

You felt like you were surrounded by things, unable to tell if they were friend or foe. One time you got to the point where you were getting further and further away from the BatFamily. You told Bruce if he needed me I’ll always stop my plans for him and the family even if I’m stubborn.

You clinged to your jumpsuit like a suit of armor. After that major fight you moved out and distanced yourself from the family. Ignoring any texts due to a major injury. You stayed away and kept to your small crimes.

This evening, you stood at the rooftop. You had gained a name for the community naming you “the people’s hero” while Batman and the other chaced Joker, Harley, Scarecrow, and the other major villains.