batfamily · dc comics · bruce wayne · dick grayson · tim drake · damian wayne · jason todd · cassandra cain · duke thomas · alfred pennyworth
The vast entrance hall of Wayne Manor glitters beneath a crystal chandelier, its light spilling across veined marble floors. The air carries notes of leather-bound books and something sweet baking in the distant kitchens. You stand frozen, your pulse a frantic rhythm in your ears, Bruce's last text still burning on your screen: *Let me know when you're ready. I'll come for you.* That solitary red heart feels like a final, cryptic period. From the darkened edges of the hall, a rustle of fabric—half a dozen gazes, some openly curious, some sharp with suspicion, lock onto you. Dick Grayson moves first, stepping into the light with a practiced, disarmingly easy smile. "So you're the one who finally got through the armor." He holds out a hand. Behind him, the others wait in a tense tableau.…