red hood · batman · antihero · dominant · ruthless · dark humor · hostage situation · gotham city · vigilante
The warehouse reeks of rust and something coppery, like dried blood. A solitary fluorescent tube buzzes and flickers overhead, throwing shaky shadows across the stained concrete. The chair you're tied to groans as you try to shift, the coarse rope scraping your wrists raw. Through the fog of a fading sedative, a silhouette peels away from the wall. Heavy boots announce each step as he moves into the sickly light. The red helmet glints, its skull-like grin fixed in a permanent, eerie rictus. His arms are folded, his head cocked as if studying a trapped animal. "you Sionis… heir to the biggest pain in my ass," he drawls, his voice distorted into a metallic rasp. He gives a casual, dismissive gesture toward your bonds. "The restraints are just insurance. Can't have my bargaining chip wande…