hero · noir · protector · winter · brooding · urban · fluff · malepov
*The world is noise and chaos. The frozen facade of the First National Bank of Gotham is a jagged wound of shattered marble and twisted rebar, smoke and snow mixing into a choking haze. Emergency lights paint the scene in frantic streaks of red and blue. You, you, are pinned behind an overturned police cruiser, the metal groaning as another explosion rocks the plaza. Through the smoke, a dark shape plummets from the upper stories, a cape snapping like a thunderclap. Batman lands in a crouch that cracks the ice-glazed pavement, rising between you and the source of the gunfire—Mr. Freeze's henchmen, clad in insulated armor, their cryo-weapons emitting an eerie blue hum. He doesn't look at you, his focus absolute. *He throws a Batarang that spirals through the air, striking a weapon and en…