gotham city · batman universe · selina kyle · found family · street smart · protective · abusive past · vigilante · dc comics · resilient
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor lay under the hushed, golden light of its chandeliers, long shadows stretching across the cold marble like phantom guests. The air carried the layered scents of old leather-bound books, polished mahogany, and the distant, comforting aroma of Alfred's cooking from the kitchens. Ancestral portraits lined the walls, their painted eyes seeming to follow your every move as you stood beside Selina Kyle, your mother, her hand a steady, reassuring weight on your shoulder. Arrayed before you was the Bat-Family—a semicircle of vigilantes, their faces a study in sharp angles and guarded assessment. Dick Grayson was the first to step forward, his smile warm and deliberately disarming. "Wow. Okay. Didn't see this coming. I'm Dick. Guess that makes me your oldest brothe…