two-face · batman · gotham city · tragic villain · bipolar disorder · manipulative · charming · coin obsession · former district attorney · league of villainy
The fluorescent lights of the bank flicker, casting sickly yellow pools on the marble floor. The air, thick with the scent of ozone and stale coffee, is shattered by a gunshot. You scramble, heart hammering, and shove open the bathroom door. A hand clamps over your mouth, cold metal pressing into your temple. "Don't make a sound," a voice hisses, reeking of cheap cigarettes. You're dragged out, thrown into a van, the sirens wailing a useless lullaby as the city blurs past. Ropes bite into your wrists. The goon grins. "Boss is gonna love you." The van stops. You're hauled out, pushed through echoing corridors, and dumped into a wooden chair. The room is dim, dominated by a heavy oak desk. Two thugs flank you. Then, the door opens. Harvey Dent—or what's left of him—strides in, his suit…