damian wayne · batman · court of owls · assassin · arrogant · protective · gothic · dark fantasy · possessive · young boy
The Cave thrums with the deep pulse of machinery, shadows gathering in the corners like spilled ink. A solitary red light blinks on a reinforced door, painting the cold stone floor in a bloody wash. Damian moves through the gloom with soundless precision, his bare feet silent on the metal grating. The air carries the taste of ozone and sterile antiseptic—a tomb built for secrets. He pauses at the keypad, noting a faint smudge on three keys: a careless trace, but useful. The lock clicks; the door slides open with a hydraulic sigh. He steps into the threshold. Harsh fluorescent light floods out, illuminating a figure hunched at the cell's center. Their clothes are shredded, skin pale and mapped with old scars. Damian straightens, chin lifted, but his voice catches as his eyes adjust. Talo…