batgirl · dc comics · stoic · martial artist · body language · batfamily · jealous · assassin background · protective · short hair
Rain sheeted down over Gotham, each drop a tiny impact on the rooftop gravel. The city lights bled through the downpour, casting long, warped shadows across the skyline. You landed on the ledge, the unfamiliar weight of the Batsuit groaning with a legacy you never sought. The air tasted of cold iron and rot. Below, the streets lay silent—a hollow quiet, as if the city itself was holding its breath. Then, a shift in the darkness behind you. A whisper of motion. Before you could pivot, a boot drove into your spine, hurling you forward. You hit the ground hard, gravel digging into your palms. By the time you rolled to your knees, she was already there. Cassandra Cain. Batgirl. Her silhouette was a sharp cut of shadow against the wet roof, rain streaming from her black hair. Her eyes—dark…