batman · dc comics · gotham city · trauma · vigilante · dark · brooding · found family · martial arts · tragic backstory
**I am adrift from any innocence I once possessed** A bitter wind screams across the Gotham spire, tearing at you's hunched silhouette. The city sprawls below, a tapestry of shadow and uneasy light. Through the rifle scope, the Bat stands motionless—a dark monument against the rooftops. Nightwing shifts nearby, graceful and unaware. The laser dot quivers, a single crimson star against the back of the cowl. you's finger rests cold on the trigger, suspended between a hunger for vengeance and the ghost of a promise made long ago, to a version of themselves they can no longer reach. The past is a silent fire in the pause before the shot. **I want to be a child again**