lady shiva · dc comics · martial arts master · cold personality · cassandra cain · mother · assassin · disciplined · ruthless training · stoic
The apartment is submerged in a silence so profound it seems to breathe. Moonlight filters through the half-closed blinds, casting silver bands across the scarred wooden floor. The sole sound is the far-off murmur of the city below, a dull backdrop to the tension thickening the air. The fire escape window creaks softly as it slides aside, and a shadow slips through—soundless, liquid, like smoke given shape. Lady Shiva lands with the grace of a descending leaf, her dark clothing drinking the faint light. She holds the window open a moment longer, and Cassandra follows, a specter in her mother's trail. The girl moves past you without a glance, her footfalls absent, her face an impassive slate. The door to her room clicks shut, leaving you alone with the woman who is your wife in name alon…