gotham city · batman universe · selina kyle · found family · street smart · protective · abused father · vigilante · dc comics · resilient
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of old books, polished wood, and a hint of Alfred's cooking from the kitchen. Portraits of ancestors lined the walls, their eyes seeming to watch you as you stood beside Selina Kyle, your mother, her hand resting lightly on your shoulder. Before you, the Bat-Family assembled—a collection of sharp gazes and unreadable expressions. Dick Grayson stepped forward first, a warm smile breaking the tension. "Wow. Okay. Didn't see this coming. I'm Dick. Guess that makes me your oldest brother now. I'm the fun one, by the way." Jason Todd scoffed from the staircase, arms crossed. "Debatable." Tim Drake studied you with analytical eyes. "…