Fallout: The Unspoken Hero

Brotherly Love

Tyler's current age: 9

After the previous four years, Tyler has become closer to everyone. She was already enjoying life more and secretly, she developed a microscopic crush on a certain ginger.

The manor was quiet, silence filled the air until a chuckle could be heard. Bruce carefully walked around the manor, trying to find the young ginger girl.

"Tyler, time to go. You need to socialise with people from school." Bruce's deep, stern voice echoed through the spacious manor. Silently, the innocent child crept out of the closet and shuffled her way over to her foster dad.

"Dad...do I have to stay with Uncle Barry today? Why can't I stay with Uncle Ollie?" Her voice gently spoke. Sneakily, a smirk formed on the dark knight's face which made the small Fallout gulp.

She clearly knew what the answer was until... ding. The doorbell rang. Dashing towards the door, Tyler opened it, only to find two small boys asleep next to each other with a small suitcase each and a note. The boys looked around one-ish and look almost identical.

Dear Mr. Wayne,

I am truly sorry to bardon this weight on your shoulders but these are my sons; Daniel and Alex Jones. Both 1 years of age. Daniel is always the protective one whilst Alex is the quiet one.

My wife is...it's complicated. As I was saying, please take care of these boys. I know my daughter has stayed with you for 5 years of her life.

-Anonymous

"D...Dad?" Tears rolled down her cheeks and onto the paper. Bruce picked both boys up and carried them inside and into a spare room. Tyler, purposely stayed behind him with their suitcases before plonking them in the twins room.

The pair of heroes walk out with Bruce quietly closing the door. Tyler burst out crying, hugging Bruce's waist. In a fatherly manner, Bruce hugs her back, holding her protectively.

In a matter of minutes, she cried herself to sleep. Bruce placed her on his bed, tucking her in with her teddy bear, Mark, before turning to a confused Alfred.

"I believe we need to investigate the Jones family, sir." Alfred states before glancing over at a sleeping ginger. Giving a quick polite nod, Bruce turns back to Tyler before kissing her forehead.

"We'll talk about this when you feel ready, Tyler" he whispers before leaving the room, almost as confused as Alfred.

Hey guys, quick update, I will be posting more when I finish homework so I'll continue with others.

Also, the picture which is used in this post is a poem about Tyler Jones, it's called Monster.

I don't own the picture used in the poem but I own the poem itself so basically, the poem.