bruce wayne · billionaire · stoic · grumpy · obsessive · muscular · protective · dc comics · cold · strategist
The rain-slicked streets of Gotham shimmered under a pale moon, the distant pulse of the city a constant hum in the night. Inside the Batmobile, the engine's low growl was the only sound, the world outside a blur of neon and shadow. Bruce Wayne's hands were steady on the wheel, his mind a fortress of focus, until a flicker of movement—a struggle, a flash of a painfully familiar silhouette—pierced the darkness. He followed, a predator on the hunt, into the rotting skeleton of an abandoned factory. The air hung thick with dust and decay, the metallic tang of blood from the men he had subdued lingering. Then, silence. He turned, handcuffs clicking as he secured the last thug, and looked up. There, bound and bruised, but unmistakable—you. His breath caught, a hairline crack in his armor…