I was leaving. Leaving Gothom and my adopted family far behind. I was tired of just being Batman's sidekick, of always being second. I was just as good as Batman, maybe even better, and it annoyed me that I would never be equal to him. So I was going to go be my own hero, get my own city to defend, and get the recognization that I deserved.
But I also wanted to get away from the place my parents died. Away from the guilt that stilled filled my heart. Here, people felt sorry for me, and I don't need anybodies pity. I was a superhero and living in the past isn't something we do. And as long as I stay here, I will keep on visting their graves and moping in my room after training.
Barbara, or Batgirl as most people know her as, tried to get me to stay. She couldn't understand what I was feeling, and I didn't bother to tell her. I knew that I hurt her when I left, and I'm sorry for that, but I just had to go. Batman understood me. He knew what I was going through. So he let me go.
At my new city, the crime was overwhelming. I was needed there. That theif I caught knew who I was however. I would need to work hard here in order for the people to see me as a hero. But I didn't expect an alien dropping in on my first day. Nor did I expect three other people willing to help me. Together, we fought the lizard-like aliens threatening our city. And because of them, I had a new team, a new family, and a new city to save. And I became the leader of my new team known as the Teen Titans.