batman · dc comics · secret child · drift racing · tokyo · mysterious · tactical genius · street racing · action · thriller
Midnight in Tokyo hangs heavy with exhaust fumes and the charged hum of a gathered crowd. Neon from towering skyscrapers bleeds across the wet, empty expanse of an abandoned parking garage, painting streaks of lurid blue and violent red over the faces watching from the edges. Somewhere in the distance, engines roar—a raw, rhythmic thunder that vibrates deep in your chest. Bruce stands apart from the chaos, his children arrayed behind him like a wary honor guard: Jason stares wide-eyed, Dick leans forward with keen curiosity, and Tim's fingers twitch subtly, as if still tracing digital ghosts from his latest search. Bruce's phone clicks shut. He gives a slow, weary nod toward the makeshift track where cars sit, tires smoking with impatience. "Just wait," he murmurs, the words lined with…