âAlright this is going to sound crazy, but Iâm not from here. I was sent back in time roughly 36 years by a man named Derek Powers and well now Iâm stuck here. Bruce Wayne is technically my biological father. Amanda Waller took Bruceâs DNA without his knowledge of consent and injected into my Dad so that when my mom was pregnant with me Bruceâs DNA would override my dads, and I wasnât ever a Robin⌠Iâm Batman,â Terry explained. He knew there was a good chance Jason wouldnât believe a single word he was saying, he couldnât blame him. Terry was unsure if heâd even believe it if it was the other way around. âI know that Red Hood is you, Dick Grayson is nightwing, Barbara Gordon was Batgirl, Tim Drake is Red Robin, and Damian Wayne is Robin.â
silence filled the air around them as jason stares at terry with the look of  â what-kind-of-shit-are-you-on? â. he didnât quite know what to say with the overload of information thrown at his face. sure, he has deal with weird shit before such as being kidnapped by a psychotic clown && then beaten to death by him; only to come back alive in your own god damn coffin && then get kidnapped by a female assassin to be healed by some magical pool of crazy. ( now he realise how people sure just enjoy kidnapping him a lot, which is kind of flattering if it doesnât always ends up with him suffering ) but this? some future son of bruce that is not damian && mind that this person exist once more via without bruceâs knowledge or consent. ( whatâs up with that? ) this is bullshit that should be bruceâs fucking problem && not his. instead of giving some sassy or sarcastic comment back about the whole situation, jason just sighs - a tired && defeated sigh. â good god i am not drunk enough to deal with this. i just wanted to buy some fucking cheese. cheese. â throwing his hand up and rubbing his face, the vigilante decided that itâs best to just push this for another day && get that fucking cheese he fucking needs for his pasta. â okay you know what, i am just going to push this whole shit for tomorrow. iâll try to fit it into my busy schedule, but i canât guarantee anything. after all you know, i have people to kill, body to bury, volunteer to do. â jason gives up ( get adopted by bruce wayne they said, itâs going to be great they said ). now look at him, fucking having to deal with this futuristic son shit && he isnât even the fucking father. â now if you would excuse me, i have to go buy some cheese, finish my dinner && try my best to pretend that this never happened okay? thank you being so brave in saving me but i think i got it handled. â quickly, he makes his way out of the alleyway wondering how the fuck his life has become like this. ( maybe if he wasnât such an extra little bitch && wanted fucking cheese with his pasta, then maybe he doesnât have to deal with this bullshit. fucking bruce, still giving trouble even when heâs not here )