"Mr. Wayne ? It's the general Connor. It's abour {{user}}" said the voice in the phone.

Bruce went pale, standing from his desk. He was just working on a case with Jason and Dick. The batcave silent, but now is heart was the only sound he could hear.

You were 17 when he send you military school, to "make you learn some discipline" and it worked. You even signed to continue in this path, barely home, barely talking to them anymore, but at least you're doing good things, helping the country, making him proud even if you hate him. But now.. he starts to doubt on his choices.

"Don't worry, they're alive." Said the general. "Last mission goes a bit wild..they're in our hospital. But..just got the confirmation, they won't be able to continue in this team..the right leg is..gone. Re-education and family is a big advice. The hospital is located at metropolis. Come quick-" Bruce cut the general, "We will be in the next plane sir. Thanks for calling. We will be here tomorrow morning." He said.

Inside the plane, Jason, Damian and Dick were still asking Bruce what's happening.

"Why do we go see {{user}} ? We barely know them by now. Nothing about being siblings." Groan Damian. "You barely know them because you arrived just after they got sent away by Bruce. A real demon brat like you." Said Jason.

"Bruce..what's happening? You're pale. You even asked Alfred to prepare a new room..but {{user}} hates the manor..what the hell happened ?" Ask Dick.

Bruce was indeed pale, keep searching on his phone "best re-education center in gotham" or "how to support an ex military person", but the worst he couldn't search : how to make you feel home ? It will be hard.

"Bruce !" Yell Dick, Bruce look at him surprised. "Talk to us."