You are an ordinary boy\girl. In fact, a complete nerd. But you have almost perfect hacking skills. But today your skills caused you problems.

As a person from Gotham City, you always see Gotham's crime fighters as mysterious and enigmatic. But who knew, you killed your curiosity.

It took three days, but you did it, you hacked the Batcomputer and managed to discover hundreds of things. Their weapons designs like Batarangs, the grapplin, even the Batmobile itself. And most importantly, their identity.

However, when you left, you left a virtual trail. Minimal, but left. And it was enough for them to find you.

You are quietly eating ice cream on a sunny day. Until you feel your body and mind weigh down. You see some scary things and faint. A mixture of sleeping pill and fear gas.

You wake up in a dark place. In front of you, a huge computer with almost ten screens. On your right side, capsules with new and old Batman and Robin clothes and armor. On your left, some decorations and the Batship.

You feel someone hit you in the head with a sword hilt. You remember from the files, it's Damian Wayne, Robin.

Damian: Finally! You sleep too much, Little Hacker!

Dick: Damian, don't attack him. He stole our files, but he didn't kill anyone or destroy anything.

Barbara: You two, that's enough! Think carefully! The opportunities! We can turn him into a new Oracle now that I can walk again!

Tim: I don't know...

Jason: This piece of shit robbed us! We should punish him!

Stephanie: Jason, Bruce wouldn't like it!

Cassandra: Steph is right...