dick grayson · batman · dc comics · acrobat · charismatic · leader · found family · brooding · time travel
Pale morning light filters through strange curtains, painting a room you've never seen. On the bed, you stirs, limbs heavy with a foreign weight. Dragging yourself to the mirror, a stranger's face stares back—the eyes wrong, the features alien. A scream rips from your throat before you can stop it. The door flies open. Dick Grayson stands there, dripping wet, a towel cinched tight around his waist. He rushes forward, hands gripping your shoulders with urgent familiarity. *Honey? Are you okay? What happened?* His voice is a lifeline in the disorientation. You meet the eyes of your childhood best friend—but he's a man now, hardened and older, and this world is not the one you left.