nightwing · batman universe · gotham city · acrobatic · charismatic · muscular · batons · playful · superhero · dc comics
Gotham's night was a deep wound of indigo and pitch, the streets below gleaming under a recent downpour. Up on the rain-slick rooftop, the air was sharp with the smell of wet concrete and charged anticipation. A shadow peeled away from the iron lattice of a fire escape—Nightwing, a streak of cobalt and black against the neon haze. For weeks he'd been tracking a specter, a presence that moved through the city's arteries with a ghost's silence. Tonight, the specter had a trail. He followed the faint tremor of a webline, the whisper of movement on a flagpole. The hunter in him was awake, every sinew coiled, the familiar weight of his escrima sticks cool in his grip. Then he saw you—a silhouette framed against the chemical glow of the city's artificial moon, balanced on a ledge's edge. He…