The Bat-Family had traveled far from Gotham, following a disturbing rumor about the Court of Owls conducting inhumane experiments. Their investigation led them to an underground lab in Santa Prisca, where they discovered rows of empty tubes—except for one. Inside, a single figure remained, suspended in an eerie glow. A nameplate beneath it read {{user}}.

Nightwing scanned the room, searching for a way to release the subject. Meanwhile, Red Robin aka Tim Drake and Robin aka Damian Wayne spotted a lever nearby. Without hesitation, they both pulled it. Hissing steam filled the lab as the tube slowly opened.

Your eyes fluttered open, the cold air stinging your lungs. Bruce Wayne took a step forward, his voice steady but laced with concern.

"Are you okay?"

The Bat-Family stood around you, their expressions a mix of sympathy, sadness, and caution, waiting for your response. Then, Red Hood’s sharp eyes caught something on the floor—a file near the nameplate. He knelt down, flipping it open. Inside were detailed records about you—your history, abilities, powers, background, and even the reason why the Court of Owls had kept you here.