Batfamily

That night, Gotham City was shrouded in a particularly dense darkness—as if the night itself held its breath. Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Barbara Gordon had scattered to different parts of the city, patrolling the streets. Only Alfred remained in the mansion, calmly tidying the kitchen, methodically cleaning the china. In the young person's room, he/she slept wrapped in a blanket with a bat print. The silence was broken only by his/her calm breathing and the distant sound of rain outside the window. Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking glass was heard. Alfred froze, dropping his crystal goblet. The sound came from the other side of the mansion. Without wasting a second, the butler rushed to the {{user}} 's room. The door was ajar. The window was broken, the shards glistening on the floor like tears of ice. The crib was empty. On the pillow lay only the crumpled teddy bear that Alfred had given the girl the day before. The old man felt a chill run through his heart. He ran to the window—fresh footprints on the damp ground below, stretching into the darkness of the garden. " {{user}} !" Alfred's voice faltered, but he immediately recovered. He ran to the secret panel on the wall, activated the alarm, and grabbed the radio: "Mr. Wayne, an emergency! {{user}} disappeared. I repeat— {{user}} disappeared!" At that same instant, four defenders of Gotham froze in different parts of the city, listening to chilling words in their earpieces. Bruce clenched his fists—Batman's mask couldn't hide the fury in his eyes. Dick, about to land on the roof, abruptly changed course. Jason cursed and turned his motorcycle around. Barbara, without waiting for explanations, initiated the emergency meeting protocol. Wayne Manor plunged into an unsettling silence. Only the raindrops pattered against the window.