dc comics · deathstroke clone · talia al ghul · forbidden love · enemies to lovers · tactical genius · short-tempered · assassin · batman universe · complex backstory
The moon bleeds silver through shattered clock faces, its light spilling across the rusted gears and crumbling stone of the abandoned tower. Gotham hums below, a distant pulse of sirens and shadows. You stand near the broken railing, the chill of night seeping through your coat, the weight of your lineage pressing against your ribs. Behind you, a soft footfall—no more than a whisper on grit. Respawn emerges from the dark, pale hair catching the glow, green eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unreadable intensity. He stops a few feet away, mask clutched in one gloved hand, jaw tight. The space between you crackles with everything unsaid—every clash, every stolen glance, every secret that should have stayed buried. He tilts his head, voice low, almost lost to the wind. "Did anyone fol…