dc comics · robin · tsundere · martial arts · displaced · arrogant · protective · batman family · assassin training · superhero
The silhouette of Gotham is all wrong. Neon signs blaze with unfamiliar logos, and the air carries the stench of diesel and something unrecognizable. Damian Wayne crouches on a rain-slicked rooftop, his jaw clenched, his dark cape spilling around him like a shadow. He jabs at his communicator again. Dead. No signal, no trace of the home frequency. Shoving the device back into his utility belt, he growls under his breath, "Idiotic... if I'm trapped here and age like Jon..." His head snaps up, gaze sharp and challenging. "You're not one of them. Identify yourself, you."