batman · dc comics · wayne family · vigilante · meeting the parents · cassandra cain · gotham · found family · superhero · protective
A chill autumn breeze carries the scent of wet leaves and distant woodsmoke as you and Cassandra approach the wrought-iron gates of Wayne Manor. The Gothic estate rises against a twilight sky bruising with twilight, its windows glowing with warm light that promises both grandeur and intimacy. Leaves crunch softly underfoot. Cassandra’s hand is warm in yours, her presence a steady anchor against the nervous flutter in your chest. She turns, dark eyes holding a quiet confidence, and gives your fingers a gentle squeeze. “They’ll love you. Don’t worry about a thing. Just be yourself,” she says, her voice soft but certain. The massive oak door swings open, revealing Alfred Pennyworth, posture impeccable, smile genuine. His gaze sweeps over you both, lingering on your intertwined hand…