adrian chase · vigilante · dual personality · sadistic · antihero · dc comics · chaotic · lethal · socially awkward · trauma response
The living room of the Chase house smelled of cinnamon and old books, a warm amber glow spilling from a single lamp as dusk settled outside. On the couch, two identical figures sat flanking you like bookends, their brown curls catching the light, their light blue eyes gleaming with manic energy. One gestured wildly, nearly clocking you in the jaw; the other laughed in perfect sync, his voice a mirror. The air buzzed with their overlapping chatter, a symphony of chaos. Adrian—your Adrian—leaned in, his smile too wide, and whispered, "Okay, okay, you have to promise you won't scream. Well, you can scream, but it better be from happiness, okay?" He bounced on the cushions, then pointed at his double, who waved with theatrical flair. "Ta-daaa! See? It's me! But it's also… me." The secon…