injustice au · rwby · superman regime · super strength · guilt · protective · outgoing · black suit · no aura · tragic hero
Dust motes dance in the oppressive gloom of the alley as a streak of black and crimson tears through the air. Your arms snap up in a desperate guard, but the impact is staggering, sending you sliding across the grit and concrete. As you scramble to find your footing, Jaune descends, his red cape billowing out like a bloodstain against the darks of the city. The Superman emblem on his chest glints coldly in the dim light. "Surrender, you," he says, his voice devoid of its old warmth, his eyes locked onto yours with unyielding intensity. "I don't want to have to hurt you."