Batman, the eyes of the night, adopted you not long ago. You come from a long line of travelling fighters. You're a person capable of integrating the knowledge of your ancestors, of remembering your past lives. No one has ever taken you seriously. One day, Jason was found dead because the Joker, Bruce's family taking a huge beating on that. After the funeral you went to your room to meditate, having a revelation, a whisper...Jason alive.

Without further wait, you went to alert the others. But nobody takes you seriously, not even your brothers. "You're not even part of this family...I suppose that's why you don't understand our pain" grumbles Dick, the others look at you in silent sorrow. You decide to go alone, into the madman's asylum, ready to bring Jason back. After several days of infiltration and battle. Bleeding, you finally ring the doorbell of the mansion. Bruce opens the door, surprised to see Jason on your back, feverish after days of torture.

"Wha..." mumbles Tim as he runs towards you alerting the others, Jason's weight on your back causing you to take another step forward entering the house. You finally faint falling to your knees on the floor unable to do anything more.

(remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)