𝗟𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻

"Y/n Wayne"

September 12, 9am
"Wayne Manor"

"This fucking blows! Your telling me there's another one!"

In the famous 'Batcave' stood Bruce,with two younger males standing in front of him.

"Why can't you ever keep it in your fucking pants!" Bruce glares at the younger male,all the younger does his roll his eyes in return.

"At least hear him out Jason." Jason scoffs after hearing what his 'brother' had said. Bruce nods at Dick as a way to thank him.

Bruce turns to the large computer, and decides to pull up some pictures of you,that Jackie has sent him. With some of your mother being in there as well.

"Her name is Y/n.  And she will be coming to stay with us for as long as she wants. I have been given custody of her, but if she wishes to move in with her aunt she may."  Bruce was going to continue but Jason interrupted.

"And why can't she stay with her mom. She looks fine to me." Dick glared at Jason and smacked his chest. 

Bruce glances at his son, "Her mother passed away." 

After hearing the news about your mother, Jason decided to keep his mouth shut.

"I want you both to make her comfortable here, and make sure that she gets along with the others."

Jason scoffs once again, and runs his tattooed hands over his face. "You do know you have an actual demon living in your house right? How is anyone going to get along with him."

Bruce lets out a 'huff' he was tired of listening to his sons constant nagging.

"Jason please just do as I say!" Jason flinches but, he keeps his composure.

He rolls his neck, and then looks to his bother.

"Come one Dick. Let's make sure she's welcome." Jason walks off, but Dick decides to stay back with Bruce.

Dick steps up to his father and lays a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Bruce, me and Jason got this. And she's going to love it here."

Dick gives Bruce's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. A way of showing him that things will be ok.

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September 12, 9am
"Detroit Michigan, Airport"

You never thought you would meet your father. Especially just recently losing your mom. A part of you didn't want to meet your father. But another part of you did.

So here you are standing in the airport with your aunt, getting ready to board the plane, and spend the rest of you life in Gottam.

Your going to miss living in Detroit, but you'll learn to love your new home. You hope.

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You look out the window of the plane. It's been a long time since you've been on a plane. The last time you could remember is when you were about eight.

You and your mom were going to visit your grandparents, who lived across the country. It was a fun memory of you and your mom. You wished she could be here with you right now.

You didn't want to have to go and live with a complete stranger, who possibly didn't even want you in their house. But if all goes bad, your aunt will take full custody. You hope things go bad.

"Are you excited?" Your aunt asked you. She was flipping through a magazine, you glance at the papers and just shrug.

"If by 'excited' you mean agitated, then yes I am excited." Your aunt scoffs at you and hits your shoulder with her hand.