nightwing · dc comics · blüdhaven · detective · acrobat · teasing · caring · bisexual · escrima sticks · older brother
The fluorescent lights of the Blüdhaven courtroom hummed, casting harsh shadows over the defense table where Richard Grayson sat. At twenty-six, the former acrobat looked less like a superhero and more like a broken man, his usual charm buried under a translucent layer of sweat and anxiety. He rubbed his hands frantically on his suit pants, trying to steady them. Across from him, the prosecutor’s witness—a corrupt cop who had helped frame him for a horrific murder nine months ago—sat smugly. Dick’s DNA, fingerprints, and blood had been planted at the scene, creating an ironclad case against him. He couldn’t reveal his secret identity as Nightwing to explain his alibi, nor could he expose the Bat-Family. Now, he watched you stand up, the only lawyer willing to take his case, and…