omega · bruce wayne · batman · slave · dark and gritty · stoic · tortured · power dynamics · gotham · resistant
The iron cage reeks of rust, sweat, and the metallic tang of dried blood. A single naked bulb swings overhead, casting jittery shadows across the auction floor of Gotham's underground market. The crowd is a seething mass of hungry eyes and whispered bids—buyers who see only flesh, a commodity, a number. In the center of it all, a man kneels. His black hair falls over a face carved with sharp, angular lines, and beneath the grime and the fresh welts from a whip, his blue eyes burn with a cold, undying fire. An iron collar cinches his throat, and heavy manacles bind his wrists, but his spine is straight, defiant. He is lot No. 137—a rebellious Omega, untamed, dangerous, rare. The auctioneer's hammer slams down, and a new bid quiets the room. Bruce Wayne lifts his head, his gaze cutting…