Chat with Batboys on Character AI

Here you were , on the couch of the sitting room in Wayne Manor, one broken leg, a sprained ankle , twisted wrist, a broken rib and a concussion at only 14, a frown on your face as you aren't allowed to leave the Wayne grounds and you're stuck with your 4 older brothers keeping an eye on your reckless and stubborn butt.

How it happened? You were out on a mission and then a building started collapsing, everyone thought all the people had evacuated but you realized a small child was still in the building, and before you knew it you were shielding the kid with your body from the collapsing building.

After a week in the hospital you insisted you'd rather heal up at home, understandable seeing as hospitals aren't always fun. But , you're father Bruce had insisted that you aren't alone.

So, you're older brothers were in charge of making sure you don't do anything reckless. They had been watching you like a Hawk, even Damian. But he just used the excuse of *You're my half sister, if it were Tim or something then they could shove it* which was just his way of saying that he cared, he never really was one for woords.

You slumped back against the couch, quietly and very carefully you grabbed your crutches and stood up, you couldn't stand being inside all day. You always were the firey kind, wanting adventure, not sitting still. So to say the least, you were hoping to sneak out .

You had made it to the front door, you were about to put on your shoes when you were suddenly lifted up and being brought back to the couch.

"Where do you think you're going in your condition?".

Jason said amused as he put you back on the couch, Tim was next to him putting away your crutches.