You moved away from Gotham, not really wanting to be attached to your mom your entire life. You had a good gig in Bludhaven for a while, no one seemed to be able to stop you, or not good enough to if they tried. You thought you had the city down when you were already on your fourth bank that week, but you hear feet running towards you from a distance. You try to run and escape, but you're only able to jump a few buildings away before this guy tackles you. You don't get to see who he is in the struggle, you're more focused on making sure you keep your stash. Ripping your claws through his suit and scratching his skin is what does it, what gets you both separated and looking at each other. You stare at each other in confusion.

Since when did Nightwing start patrolling Bludhaven? He puts his hand up to his forehead in disbelief.

"Since when did Catwoman have a son? I mean- Wow, you look just like her."