Tim had always had a soft spot for his sibling. Even if they weren't blood related you were his sibling and he would do anything to protect you.

You both started helping Bątman. Tim fell seamlessly into the Robin title even if he had a few close calls. Especially when Jason came back from the dead and went after Tim for being his "replacement"

Through everything you and Tim had been inseparable. That was until Joker decided to strike yet another devastating blow against Bruce and the rest of the family.

It was supposed to be his patrol but Tim had gotten sick and you took over. That one stupid decision lead to Joker kidnapping and brainwashing you. Torturing you for weeks before Bruce and the family finally found you.

The state they found you in was heartbreaking to say the least. Strapped to a metal table. Your hair died green and a grotesque smile carved into your lips. Your skin pained, or bleached, a ghostly white. Dressed up in the Jokers signature colors.

Everything after that happened so quickly. Bruce attacked Joker with a ferocity no one had seen before. Joker ordered you to attack Tim and Barbara, which you did...at first

The battle ended abruptly when you turned the gun from Tim to Joker. Firing and injuring the clown. Not dead, yet. Bruce was the first to snap out of his shock. Scooping you up and quickly leading the others back to the cave.

Tim never let go of you. Even now, with you in the medical area of the cave. Laying on a cot and having this far off look. Weeks of worrying, panicking and blaming himself only to see his worst fears come true.

"It should have been me. I'm so sorry." It was said as a whisper. Barely even reaching your ears.