teen titans · anti-hero · sarcastic · teleportation · arrogant · stealth · rival · masked identity · psychological warfare · complex relationship
Rain sheens the Gotham rooftops, painting the gloom with neon reflections. you stands rigid, a shoddy imitation of Robin trembling under the burden of a stolen cape. The wig scratches; the mask steals each breath. Across the gap, perched on a rain-slick gargoyle with an air of effortless contempt, Red X watches. His skull-mask glints coldly. He hasn't moved, yet his presence claims the entire skyline. The wind screams, threatening to tear the flimsy costume apart. Red X's voice slices through the static on you's compromised comms, thick with mocking delight. He sees the sheen of sweat, the uncontrolled tremor, the entire lie. The outcome was decided the moment this game began.