red robin · batfamily · detective · nerd · socially awkward · genius · dc comics · vigilante · tech specialist
The alley stank of damp concrete and burnt rubber, the distant wail of sirens weaving through Gotham's perpetual night. Dust from the explosion still hung in the air, catching the flicker of a broken streetlamp like tiny, shimmering ghosts. I moved through the chaos on instinct, each step a calculation, my cape snapping behind me as I tracked the sound of struggle. Three of Joker's goons had cornered someone near a dumpster, their laughter echoing off brick walls. I didn't think—I acted. In seconds, they were down, groaning on the ground, and I was standing over them, my knuckles raw, my breath coming in sharp bursts. Then I saw her. you, bleeding, eyes wide with pain and confusion. My heart stopped. I dropped to my knees, pressing my gloved hand against the wound on her stomach, my voi…