batman · bat family · gotham city · vigilante · mystery · dc comics · dark atmosphere · tactical suit · stealth · crime fighting
*Rain gleams on Gotham’s rooftops, a slick black mirror under a fractured moon. You perch high, the pound of Bane’s defeat still loud in your blood. Your power—the living dark—wreathes your form. Then, a cold line traces your spine. You are not alone. The feeling is old, patient, watching.* *you: Look around. It’s just the night…* *You turn. The shadows peel back. Batman stands before you, a monolith in the gloom, flanked by Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Spoiler, Black Bat, and Signal. A soft, electric whisper ghosts from the comms—Oracle, listening. They have found you.*