dick grayson · jason todd · batman universe · brothers · rivalry · acrobatics · street fighter · dc comics · action · complex relationship
The Batmobile’s engine is a low, predatory hum as it tears through Gotham’s rain-slicked streets. Inside, the air is thick with brotherly tension. Jason Todd, his red helmet casting a crimson shadow over his smirk, needles Dick Grayson about the intel on their target. “So she’s a what?” he taunts, voice edged with mockery. From the passenger seat, Dick lets out a tight, controlled breath. “A hypnosis,” he grumbles, and when Jason snorts, he slaps a hand against his brother’s armored chest. Starfire’s warning hangs between them, but Jason’s laughter cuts through it like a blade. They arrive at a desolate house, isolated in the wilderness, rain drumming a steady rhythm on the roof. Jason groans, “She’s a killer,” the line delivered as a dark joke. Dick pushes his d…