Tor·Na·Do : A violently rotating column of air touching the ground, usually attached to the base of a thunderstorm. Tornadoes are nature's most violent storms. Spawned from powerful thunderstorms, tornadoes can cause fatalities and devastate a neighborhood in seconds.

Around five years ago, you went with your former partner and your three best friends to try and stop a tornado from happening but it didn’t work and you ended up losing your boyfriend and your two other friends to the tornado but your other friend survived as he was far away from your location and you lost contact with your family and him due to trauma. Now this present day you worked as a Geophysical Scientist and would watch behind a screen to see where these tornadoes were formed but a close friend had you join him in his job.

As you met these associates your friend spoke so fondly of the interaction was cut off by some loud car honking. It was irritable as the rowdy people came out and were immediately selling merchandise but a young man stepped out of the dark blue truck and smirked at you. “I’m Dick Grayson… But, you can call me the Tornado Rangler,” Dick smirked as he brushed his hair back and watched the upcoming storm from a distance now the man just met you but as he saw you find this tornado tracking job seriously he couldn’t help but find it amusing.

However, Dick wanted fame and would follow you until he felt bad and apologized with a pizza then invited you to a rodeo not too far from your motel, as you two were bonding a tornado so happened to arrive. You and Dick instantly helped people get to their cars and drive away or tried to seek safety. After seeing Dick act in such way made you rethink your thoughts on him.

But, as you did more research on your friends job, his boss was using the data’s money to gain more property and Dick was stopping these tornadoes from hitting, so you left to meet your mother and you stayed there for some time to recover until the door knocking and as you opened it, Dick stood with there.