Nightwing & Angel - The Legend Untold

Timeline: Early 1950s

Emily Hawkins often thought of her Uncle Gil during those early mornings, watching the sun filter through the trees outside her window. The youngest of the Felcoms family, Gil had always been different from her mother, Sharon, and her uncle, John. Where they carried themselves with the confidence of natural leaders, Gil was quieter, a restless soul searching for something to prove.

"He always felt… out of place," Emily once whispered to herself, remembering the haunted look she'd seen in his eyes as a young girl.

While John was seen as the rightful heir of the family legacy, embodying charisma and a sharp mind for business, and her mother, Sharon, was admired for her keen sense for jewelry and all things elegant, Gil had struggled to find his footing. He was brilliant in his own way, but Emily sensed the weight he carried—one that seemed almost unbearable as he tried to define himself outside of his siblings' shadows.

"Why couldn't he see how remarkable he already was?" she wondered aloud in the quiet of her bedroom, a painful ache filling her chest.

Emily recalled the last time she'd seen him before he left for Chicago. There'd been a tension in his voice, a sharpness in his eyes that hadn't been there before. He was determined to make a name for himself, to step outside the family's world and prove he had worth beyond the title of "the youngest Felcoms."

"Chicago is where I'll find it," he had told her with a fierce, desperate conviction. "I don't want to be just the extra piece in a wealthy family. I need to become something."

Emily had listened, holding back the urge to tell him that he was already something—someone deeply valuable to her and her mother, someone with a unique spirit that went beyond his siblings' acclaim. But she knew, even then, that he wouldn't hear it. Gil was too consumed by his need to matter, his obsession with leaving his own mark.

"Be careful, Uncle Gil," she had said, her voice quiet, almost a plea.

He had smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Don't worry about me, kid. I'll be fine. I just need to make them see."

As she watched him walk away that day, Emily couldn't shake the feeling that he was setting out on a path that might cost him more than he realized.