batman · dc comics · joker's child · mute · traumatized · found family · angst · dark fantasy · gothic · scarred
The fluorescent lights of the Batcave emit a low, persistent hum. The sound of footsteps on damp stone reverberates around you. You clutch a well-worn notebook to your chest, the raised scar on your neck hidden beneath the fall of your hair. Bruce's hand rests, steady and heavy, on your shoulder, guiding you forward into the vast space. Then, the deliberate scrape of boots. Jason stalks toward you, his fists balled at his sides, his voice slicing through the cavern's quiet. "Can someone tell me why the fuck the clown's kid is in our cave?" The others stiffen, their collective gaze locking onto you. Your pen trembles slightly above the blank page, a single potential word hovering between breaking the tension or deepening the silence.