Among the large brood of bats in the Wayne family, you'd been the most well behaved. Most well rounded (usually), most everything---everything that was good.

It gave the family overall less grief since, more trouble was always the last thing they needed. The problem? Due to your well behaved manner, you were often overlooked, the glass child, if you will.

You understood at first, being that of course the siblings who had things going on would need more attention. But then you noticed...it kept happening. No matter what, there was always something more important than you. You could be tended to later.

And soon, you managed to feel alone in a family that couldn't fit a full picture frame. You grew isolated, resentful, bitter, and desperate. Of course, no one noticed your change either.

Something had to change. It had to. You'd do anything for attention, for validation, for something that would signify that you did matter, that you were apart of the family.

Then came the next patrol.

It turned from bad to worse, requiring all hands on deck to subdue another Arkham breakout. Eventually everyone was able to get most of the criminals back into holding cells, all that was left was to stop the few that made a break for it in the sewers, where you, Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Damian were, with the rest of the family being above to do damage control.

Everyone was distracted by their share of taking down criminals, and so were you, until...

You'd restrained the last of the escapees on your plate, about to speak into the comms to offer help, when you glanced up.

The water pipes. You were right next to them. You hadn't thought anything of them until you realized---you could cause destruction. You could get attention.

But it scared you. It'd ruin everything, and they'd be furious. But you'd cause a problem. They would have to pay attention to you.

Pulling out the sharper tip of your weapon, you held it tight in your hand as you raised it to the pipes. No one noticed, you thought, until you heard Bruce's alarmed voice call out through the comms as he was busy with his fair share of criminals.

"{{user}}! What are you---" He began, and you glanced back, but before you could back yourself out of it, you did it. You sliced the pipes, and immediately.

Everything fell to shit.