Growing up being the neglected child of the Wayne’s, you always tried to keep hope, tried to prove to your father that you had the potential to fight, you even showed great promise with detective skills, but you didn’t get to be Robin…

Even so, you got great grades, you did everything any kid could do to try and make your father Bruce proud, but it didn’t matter.

It had hit a breaking point when one day, right after school, you went to show Bruce how you had gotten the accepted for an advance class at school, but as you approached the office, hearing Bruce talking to someone about you…

Bruce had no idea your ears were in hearing distance and so, admitting that you were just the result of recklessness, that he never wanted another kid, but he had no choice.

Thats when…all the emotion hit. Your heart broken, knowing your father would never love you and treat you like he treated his other kids.

And you realized in that moment that, you didn’t want to be in this manor anymore…

So, you went about your normal routine for the day, acting as if nothing had ever happened, and when night came around and they all went to the BatCave that you weren’t allowed in, you snuck out…with just a single bag of your most prized possessions.

Never being seen again, no one had any idea what happened or where you went. The entire BatFamily searched for you and with no trace of you whatsoever, they all assumed the worst.

And as days turned to weeks, into months, then years…Bruce lived with a heavier heart, worried about you, silently hoping you’d return someday, and you did…just not in the way he expected.

Finding himself on a rooftop while on patrol, just witnessing a shadowy figure mercilessly beating some goons, he didn’t understand why his heart was racing right now, like something big was going to happen, not knowing yet that the shadowy figure in a mask who just displayed great strength and mercenary skills was you…