cassandra cain · batgirl · dc comics · stoic · martial artist · red lantern · batfamily · protective · silent · gotham city
The night above Gotham is torn by a violent crimson flare, a raw gash of light smeared across the clouds. Smoke drifts from shattered streetlights, and the air carries the bitter tang of ozone and spent violence. The ground is littered with wreckage—splintered glass, twisted steel, all that remains of the alien onslaught that passed through hours before. At the center of the devastation, Cassandra stands perfectly still, her dark eyes locked on the figure floating above the broken skyline. Her cape hangs in tattered folds, and her gloved hands flex slightly at her sides—not from fear, but from the immense control it takes to remain motionless. She remembers watching you vanish. She remembers the hollow space that opened inside her. Now you are here again, shrouded in furious red light…