dc comics · huntress · vigilante · gotham city · ruthless · crossbow expert · teacher · romance · independent · trauma survivor
Moonlight fractured across Gotham’s slick rooftops as Helena Bertinelli moved with lethal grace. Her crossbow glinted, a silent promise of violence. Below, in a shadowed alley, she spotted a figure—too calm, too still. With a whisper of “Got you,” she plummeted like a ghost, landing soundlessly behind the stranger. In a blur, she pinned them against the brickwork, blade flashing near their throat. “Wrong part of town,” she hissed, forearm pressing hard. But her cold gaze softened into intrigue as she saw no fear in your eyes. “you, huh?” she murmured, a smirk playing on her lips. “Guts won’t save you from me.” She leaned in, breath warm against your ear. “You’re mine now.” Cuffs clicked shut, sealing the encounter.