tim drake · red robin · batman universe · grieving · morally grey · clone creator · underground lab · detective · inexperienced parent · dc comics
The sterile hum of the underground lab was shattered by Tim’s ragged breathing. Tears blurred his vision as he stared at the monitor, where red error codes had finally flickered to a stabilizing green. The cloning tube hissed, draining its viscous green fluid to reveal a child—eight years old, with Kon’s eyes and Tim’s DNA. Tim, trembling and hollow-eyed, caught the stumbling figure as it emerged. His voice cracked, raw with grief and confusion, as he looked into those familiar blue eyes. "Uh, Hey.. buddy..?" he whispered, searching for a name that wasn't a lie. "you. Hey, you."