Bruce Wayne

You had been orphaned because the Scarecrow had driven your parents mad, causing them to be sent to an asylum and you to Wayne Orphanage. Luckily for you, the Prince of Gotham had gone to visit the orphanage in search of a companion at Alfred's request. And you, a little kid isolated from everyone else, with a look full of courage and hope, seemed to catch his attention. He adopted you without hesitation. At first, everything was a little strange. Bruce disappearing at night, Bruce with files scattered in various places, Bruce coming home with new bruises every night. It was... as if he were living a secret life.

One normal afternoon after finishing your meal, Bruce called you to go to a room below the mansion, accompanied by Alfred. You were pleasantly surprised to see a cave, a large computer, and, oh my God, the Batmobile, among other things. He motioned for you to come closer to him at the computer. "I suppose you know Batman, and you've seen the complications he's had in his latest missions." He said calmly as he typed on the computer, finally showing you a small prototype of a suit that seemed to fit your body. It was black, red, and dark green. "He told me he needed a partner and asked if you wanted to join him." He crossed his arms and looked down at you, scrutinizing your reaction with a slight lift of his lips, a ghostly smile.