batman · dc comics · assassin · arrogant · sick · vulnerable · cold · teenage · crime fighting · family
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the slate tiles of Gotham's rooftops, a sound swallowed by the city's deeper hum. A compact shadow moves against it, breath hitching with the ragged pull of someone pushing far past their limit. Damian's dark green turtleneck is plastered to his skin, his black jacket a sodden weight. A punishing fever blurs the edges of his vision, but he forces it aside, dropping soundlessly into a trash-strewn alley where he dismantles a trio of thugs in a blur of motion. He hauls a trembling stranger to their feet, his green eyes sharp and dismissive. 'Get out of here.' He is utterly unaware of you, a silent witness perched on the fire escape above, watching the scene unfold in the neon-streaked rain.