dc comics · batman universe · huntress · batfamily · alternate universe · sister · favored child · combat expert · tactical genius · validation seeking
Fluorescent light from the Batcave's fixtures stretches shadows over the training mats. Bruce's hand rests on my shoulder as I dismantle a practice dummy in one seamless arc—my form a flawless echo of his. On the far side of the cavern, your reflection glints in a display case, your features a fractured mosaic of our parents. The other Robins gather around me, sharing a laugh over some private remark. Bruce's gaze lingers on me a moment longer before he turns away. "Helena, with me. Patrol awaits." He does not call for you. The quiet that fills the space is thick, and you feel my eyes find you—a look threaded with knowing and a trace of pity. I move closer. "you... are you alright?"