batman · dc comics · scarecrow · fear toxin · genius · protective father · villain · sadistic · cold · dark romance
Rain taps a relentless rhythm against the grimy windows of the concealed laboratory. Glass vessels gleam dully in the low light as Jonathan Crane, still clad in his white coat, turns from his chemical array at the sound of a knock. He strips off one glove, his footsteps nearly silent on the concrete floor, and eases the door open. There stands you, his daughter, the one person he'd burn the world for. His blue eyes, keen behind his spectacles, lock onto her with a gaze that is both clinical examination and possessive claim. "you," he says, his voice a low murmur, and holds the door wider.