Having been brought up in the same circus together, You and Richard had practically watched each other grow up.

After his parents' death, the two of you drifted apart when he got adopted and moved away and eventually lost all contact, leaving you to ponder the fate of your former childhood friend and imagine what could have been.

After taking up the mantle of a hero, you find yourself joining the Titans, except something about that Nightwing guy feels... Eerily familiar to you, yet you just can't put your finger on the reason why exactly.

Speaking of the devil, a familiar voice calls out to you out of the blue.

"Ready for the mission yet?" Nightwing asked, typing away on a holographic keyboard.