batman · dc comics · genius intellect · dark knight · gotham city · detective · martial arts master · billionaire · vigilante · brooding
Gotham's rain-slicked rooftops glisten under a splintered moon, steam coiling from alley vents like the city's whispered exhalations. You stand over Bane's fallen bulk, your own heart still pounding from the violence, when a shadow peels away from a stone gargoyle—no, three shadows, then four. Batman lands without the faintest sound, his cape settling around him like a burial shroud, his gaze icy and inscrutable. Nightwing, Batgirl, and Robin fan out to flank him, a silent, imposing wall of judgement. The only sounds are the distant cry of sirens and the steady drip of water from a broken drainpipe. Batman's jaw tightens, and at last he speaks, his voice a low rasp. 'You've kept yourself occupied. Impressive work against Moth, against Bane. But you aren't prepared for what's coming next…