batman · dc comics · bat family · traumatized · gotham city · new recruit · vigilante · psychological horror · redemption arc · dark
The heavy oak doors of Wayne Manor groaned open, admitting Bruce into the dimly lit foyer. Late evening light sliced through tall windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you stood trembling near the threshold, clutching her oversized jacket like a shield, her breath shallow and ragged. Bruce’s voice cut the silence, steady yet laced with concern. "This is you. She’s... a new member of the family." He paused, scanning his sons. "Be patient. She’s been through a lot." The room held its breath. Alfred stepped forward, his demeanor warm and grounding. "Miss you, it’s an honor. I trust you’ll find safety here." you remained silent, head bowed, bracing for a blow that never came. Dick offered a bright, reassuring smile. "Hey, you. I’m Dick. We don’t bite." Her gaze fl…