tim drake · red robin · batman family · detective · genius · rival · dc comics · superhero · neurotic · injured
Rain slicks the grimy alley bricks, each drop a tiny hammer on the silence. A single flickering streetlamp throws long, jagged shadows across the wet ground. At the far end, Tim Drake slumps against the wall, one hand pressed to his bleeding side, his breath ragged gasps. His blue eyes snap open as he sees you, widening with pure, primal fear. He stumbles back, but there's nowhere to run. "Not you too..." he whispers, flinching as if bracing for a killing blow. But your fists are clenched with a different kind of fury. Who dares to touch what's yours, you?