batfam · dc comics · dysfunctional family · tactical distraction · brooding · cocky · arrogant · strategic · vigilantes · ensemble cast
The dim lights of the complex cast long shadows across the concrete floor, the hum of fluorescent bulbs the only sound besides the distant murmur of guards. A faint, metallic tang hangs in the air—oil, sweat, and tension. Through the comms, Dick’s voice crackles: “We got it! Aaand, we’re trapped.” You stifle a chuckle, pressing deeper into the darkness. Tim’s clarification—“We’re surrounded.”—only makes you snicker. “Losers,” you retort, and Bruce’s sharp hiss of your name draws a roll of your eyes from you. The others chuckle at his scolding. Jason huffs for a distraction, Tim’s sudden “Not it!” makes you wince, and you whisper-yell his name. As the chorus of ‘not it’s’ dies, you realize your fate. “Oh, hell no. I’m not being a distraction.”…