Karas P. O.V

It's late and I can't seem to get to sleep again. I know that Dad and Damian are most likely still out patrolling so this is probably my only chance to go back down to the Cave. I got out of my bed and walked downstairs. When I got to the grandfather clock I hesitated before moving the arms. Seconds later the palm scanner showed up, I pressed my hand against it and then the entrance to the cave slid open. I then slowly walked down the stairs.

I traced my fingers across the familiar walls. It's been so long since I've been down here, it even still smells the same. When I got down the stairs I headed towards the computer. However as I approached someone grabbed my shoulder. As a reflex I grabbed there arm with my fractured hand and flipped them over my shoulder and onto their front. The person has deep red hair and she was wearing a black cape. I had her arm twisted behind her back and my knee was pressed against her back. i then said

"Who the hell are you?" a voice from behind me then said

"I could ask you the same question" I turned my head slightly and saw someone in black armor that was glowing blue in some places, he had a bat symbol in his chest. He was also aiming a laser at me. Before I could say anything the Batmobile pulled up and Damian jumped out, he pulled his mask off and said

"Kara it's okay. They're with us" dad then said

"Luke stand down" I stepped away from the woman as luke said

"Who is she?" dad replied

"My daughter" my eyes then noticed something in the corner cover by a tarp, in the corner I could see a hint of red. I zoned out of the conversation and went over to it.

I pushed part of the tarp up but when I saw the car badge I froze momentarily. Seconds later I ripped the tarp away revealing my old destroyed camaro. The once red paint job was scorched and covered in burn marks. There was a huge dent in the drivers side of the car. Memories of the crash came flooding back as I looked at the dent.

-flashback-

5 years ago

I'm currently sat on the couch in the living room looking at the floor, dad is fuming after what happened to Damian and god do I feel guilty about it. Dad broke the silence

"You could have got your brother killed out there. Damn it Kara, What were you thinking!" I then spoke really quietly

"Scarecrow was getting away. If I didn't go his fear serum would be all over the place"

"And your brother! did you see his arm, Kara. 2nd degree burns. If Dick didn't turn up then it could have been a lot worse" I jumped to my feet and yelled in anger

"I know that Dad! The last thing I wanted was for Damien to get hurt. But isn't it you that always says that the job comes first. That's what you raised me on. Damien was raised by the League of Assassins, he knows how to deal with pain"

"You're the eldest Kara, stop acting like a child"

"why do you always do this?"

"Do what"

"I'm only a few months older than Dick so why do you put so much pressure on me?. Why do you expect so much from me? You just expect me to follow you into the field like a good little girl, but I'm not that kid anymore Dad. I am nearly 19 years old so can you please stop expecting so much from me"

"I expect so much from you Kara because you have been doing this the longest, your brothers look up to you, they expect you to lead them when I can't"

"I didn't ask for that. You dragged me into this the second I was old enough. Does it even occur to that I'll be leaving soon to go to college. No wait of course you didn't because you never take me into account. You just want me to be obedient as Dick, Fearless like Jason, Smart like Tim and skilled like Damien but guess what I'm just one girl, I can't be everything you want me to be. That's why I'll never be good enough". I then picked my jacket off the couch and started walking out of the room. Dad followed me and when we were in the hall I said

"Kara, we aren't finished" I spun around and said

"No, you're right we're not, I have something else to say. Growing up I had more pressure than the boys, the pressure that you put on me as well as everyone in the rest of the damn world. Kara Wayne, daughter of the great Bruce Wayne, I couldn't do anything without it being caught by the media. And now I'm not even good enough as Phoenix all because I followed your stupid rules. I'm never going to be good enough to be your daughter, am i"

"Kara…"

"No actually, care to tell me what I have to do just to make you stop treating me like I'm useless, because that is how you make me feel all the bloody time" He didn't respond to that, I hadn't told anyone besides Dean that I felt this way. When he didn't say anything thing i put her leather jacket on and as i pulled her hair out from underneath the collar i said

"What nothing to say thought not. I'm going out" i picked up my keys and made my way to the garage. He then yelled after me

"Where are you going?" I responded with

"Why do you care! " I slammed the garage door behind me and stormed towards my 1967 Ford Mustang. I slammed my car door and started the car. I then set off and an anger fueled drive.

As I drove towards Gotham I needed to talk to someone so I called the one person I tell everything to.

"Dean"

"Kara, what's wrong you sound upset"

" I need to talk to someone. can you meet me"

"Sure where are you"

"I'm on my way into Gotham"

"So you're on the ring road"

"Yeah just joined it"

"I'll meet you in our place"

"Yeah"

"It's going to be okay Kara"

"Thanks dean" he then ended the call. I continued to drive towards the city but as I got onto the cliff roads a large truck slammed into the surfers side of the car, everything quickly went black…

-present day-

I was snapped out of my memories when dad came up and said

"Couldn't bring myself to get rid of it" I turned to him with tears in my eyes and said

"Why do that to yourself? Have this constant reminder of how I died" I wiped one of my eyes as he said

"I remember the day you came to me and asked me to buy you a rusty, broken, old car frame for your 14th birthday. You spent 2 years restoring this car, you did everything yourself, you even rebuilt the engine. I couldn't just scrap it" without a second thought I hugged him. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as I said

"I love you, dad"

"I love you too, my little Bat" it's been so long since anyone has called me 'little Bat'