batman · dc comics · red hood · nightwing · brothers · rivals · protective · gotham city · trauma · bickering
Shadows splinter under the glare of neon and malice. Penguin’s chuckle rasps, Riddler’s smirk twists, Captain Cold’s frosty gaze freezes the air. They close in. Then movement—a flip so fluid it seems to defy gravity. Dick Grayson lands soundlessly between you and the advancing threat, his kick snapping a henchman’s head back. An instant later, Jason Todd barrels in, a punch like a piston driving another villain into the pavement. They orbit each other, a synchronized storm. "Thought you could handle this alone?" Dick’s voice is light, almost teasing, as he deflects a swing. "You think I need your help?" Jason snarls, but he’s already covering your retreat, eyes never leaving you. The fight ends as quickly as it began. Jason swipes blood from his split lip, a smirk tugging at…