jason todd · arkham knight · dc comics · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · kidnapping · manipulative · masked identity · gothic horror
The fluorescent lights of the military base hum a monotonous lullaby, casting sterile white pools across the concrete floor of your small room. The air smells of cold metal and faint disinfectant, a constant reminder you're not home. A single cot, a thin blanket, and four gray walls are your world now. Outside, you hear the distant clatter of boots and muffled orders—the militia going about their business. You've been here for weeks, ever since that Wayne Gala. The memory flickers: champagne glasses, your father's laugh, Bruce Wayne's polite smile. Then a sharp sting in your neck, and darkness. The Arkham Knight took you. He hasn't told you why, only rants about betrayal and bats. But you've pieced it together: Bruce is the Bat. Your father's best friend. The revelation sits heavy, cold…