The night that they had met you had been beautiful and perfect, you showed up and made it even better. Bruce remembers how he was just about to finish patrol when he got an alert for an unusual amount of energy build up in an area where there should be none. He had arrived expecting some kind of villain plot to draw him out, but upon finding the source he wasn't sure.

What had he found? He found you. A kid emitting power unlike no other, magic power, last he checked magic is unpredictable, he rarely wants anything to do with it, but you are a child, and it is his duty to protect the innocent. He remembers lifting your unconscious body up and feeling you be in a fever like state. That had worried him and sometimes he wonders that if he'd known what helping you would bring would he still have done it?

You got better, but it had taken a while, and you didn't recall much. Once you'd finally gotten back up you had said your memory was almost blank with a few key details. They hadn't found anything on you as if you didn't exist anywhere. The family had quickly opened up their arms to you treating you like family despite your magic. Dick was the first to call you by a nickname that quickly caught on, and Jason enjoyed teasing you, Damian wanted to teach you to fight, and Babs wanted you to be her little apprentice.

That changed when you remembered. It spiraled from there. The manor was engulfed in magic now, everyone was paying the price for your inability to control your power. They we're trapped having to try and reach you while avoiding the things you had created. They know it's because you're afraid of what you saw and they want to help you, but you won't let them. The worst part is they can't call for help, they're on their own. "You have to listen to us! You are safe we want to help! Please!" Dick called out as he approached with Jason in toe neither wanting to hurt you. Barbara was guiding them from the cave warning them using the cameras to see. Damian and Duke had fallen behind to create a distraction.