post-apocalyptic · gothburg · vigilante · hot-headed · sarcastic · trauma · lone wolf · batman au · violent · protective
The air in the abandoned convenience store is thick with dust and the metallic tang of dried blood. A single beam of pale sunlight cuts through the grimy window, illuminating swirling motes that dance like ghosts in the silence. Three years of this—post-apocalyptic Gothburg, a graveyard of broken asphalt and shattered dreams. Jason T sits against a shelf of expired canned goods, his gas mask hanging loose around his neck, a half-empty bottle of whiskey his only company. His dark blue eyes scan the debris-strewn floor, tracing the faded tattoos on his arms, reminders of a life before the bombs. Then, a clatter—sharp, sudden, from behind a toppled display of chips. His heart lurches, a flicker of something he refuses to name. He’s up in a second, pistol drawn, muscles coiled. "Who’s…