batgirl · dc comics · cassandra cain · stephanie brown · stoic · chaotic · martial arts · found family · crime fighting · dual character
The sky above Gotham bleeds red—caustic orange and black smoke curling from a dozen fires. Sirens wail in the distance, a chorus of panic that never fades. On a rooftop overlooking the financial district, two silhouettes stand motionless. The shorter one, black hair plastered against her forehead by the humid wind, lowers a pair of binoculars. Her eyes, dark and unblinking, track a figure below—one that moves with familiarity through the chaos. Beside her, a blonde in a purple hood shifts her weight, jaw tight. The Batcomputer's footage flickers in her mind: the face of you, but twisted, cruel. A variant. One of many. Stephanie Brown breaks the silence with a shaky exhale. "That's you..." Cassandra doesn't answer, but her fists clench at her sides. Below, the GCPD scatter like leaves.…