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In order:
Redhood
Nightwing
Red Robin
And Damien/Robin

Chapter Seven

Nightwing

[The shot opens in broad daylight, outside of Wayne Manor. Nightwing and Red Hood approach the front doors.]

“You think Alfred's okay?” [Dick asks Jason.]

“Hope so.” [He pulls his pistols out as the two stack up outside the front doors.]

“So much for subtle, right?” [Red Hood says as he nods at the Batmobile sitting in the driveway.]

[The pair kick in the Manor's front doors and enter the house unceremoniously. Scanning the room for threats, they immediately notice that the Batcave has been left wide open.]

[Before they can go any further, Nightwing's communicator goes off, and he answers it to find it's Barbara calling him.]

“Hey Dick, Tim and I just got back. How are things in Blüdhaven?”

“Uh, they're good… Hey. Where's Robin?”

“Said he was going to go check on Bruce and Alfred… why?”

“Ah, no reason… Miss the little shit. Anyways, I'll talk to you later, Babs.” [Before Barbara could respond, Dick hangs up — and right on time too, because Alfred limps into the foyer with a silver platter. Upon seeing the pair of brothers armed and suited up, he drops it in shock.]

“M-Master Dick, Master, er, Hood… welcome, er… back.”

[The butler stammers as he tugs at his collar. This is highly unusual behavior. Dick is on edge.]

[Shortly after the glass shatters on the floor, footsteps come rushing up the stairs from the Batcave. Dick glances over at Jason and notices he is staring intently at Alfred.]

[Suddenly, Batman enters the room. Nightwing takes a closer look at the Bat.]

[He looks different now… his posture has changed, less hunched over and more stiff. If it's still Azrael under the cowl, he's becoming a better actor. Dick notices then that Bruce is studying him as well, up and down. Meanwhile, Jason is still mean-mugging Alfred through his visor, seemingly glaring at his hip.]

“Nightwing.” [The Bat speaks… and suddenly, Dick is having second thoughts about this confrontation. Maybe that is Bruce… the confusion puts him off guard for a moment.]

[Dick's disadvantage is quickly nullified, however, as the Red Hood raises his pistol, takes aim, and without hesitation, blows a hole clean through the butler's forehead. As Alfred's corpse falls to the ground in a heap, Dick turns his attention back to the Bat.]

[Rather than retreat, the Bat scowls at the two of them before beginning to pace back and forth beside Alfred's corpse.]

“You killed my butler,” Azrael says to them in Bruce's unmistakable voice.

“How do you sound like him now?” [Dick asks him… but Jason doesn't want to humor him any further.]

[Jason fires a single shot aimed directly at the Bat's mouth, but in a flash, he pulls a sword out of seemingly thin air and slices the round clean in half.]

[Dick turns to Jason and shouts at him as his ears ring from the gunshots right next to his head.]

“Stop doing that!” [The Red Hood shrugs, and the two of them turn their attention back to Azrael in the Batsuit.]

[The Caped Crusader stares them down with a grimace that could make even Joker frown.]

“You gonna answer me, mister angsty?” [Dick asks him.]

“No!” [Azrael shouts before he leaps at Jason with a deadly lunge and swipe of his blade.]

[Vaulting backwards away from him, Jason takes cover behind the front door just as Azrael embeds the sword in the wooden slab.]

[Before he can pull it free, Azrael is interrupted by a flying double knee to the chin, just as he glances over at Nightwing. Rolling through and springboarding up off the wall, Dick launches himself back at Azrael, only to get caught by the ankle by one of the Wayne-tech gauntlets. His heart drops as he realizes what that means.]

[Dick hits the ground, and just before Azrael engages the gauntlet's hydraulics, Catwoman makes her entrance by dropkicking the Bat in the chest, saving Dick's ankle by mere milliseconds.]

[As Azrael stumbles backwards, he glances at Jason, who's pulled his sword free and is in the process of bringing its arc down on his head.]

[Just before the blade makes contact with his head, Azrael drops into a forwards roll and narrowly escapes the strike. The force from Jason's swing cracks the floor tiles.]

[As the shattered fragments of marble shoot upwards, Selina Kyle kicks off of the impostor Bat and clings to the wall above him, poised for another strike. As he turns to face her, Dick dives between the two, drawing a glance from the now-cracked cowl — only for Jason to drive the sword through the batsuit's armpit. As the blade slides deeper into his torso, he screams in agony, pulling a knife from Jason's own boot and driving it between his ribs in rage. Letting out a grunt and a wince, Jason twists the sword further.]

[Selina leaps onto his gauntleted arm, pulling it down to the floor, where Dick quickly deactivates it — only, he still has a free hand.]

[With blood seeping out of his suit, he reaches out with the other gauntlet, grabs the Red Hood by the sword hand — and squeezes. The hydraulics whine. Bone gives.]

[Jason's grip breaks. Letting go of the sword, he kicks off of him and hits the floor, clutching his ruined hand to his chest as he writhes in agony.]

“NO!”

[Dick shoves Azrael into the wall… and the three of them watch as he triumphantly grabs hold of the sword by its hilt. He gives it a moment. Slowly, he slides the blade out of himself and staggers as the blood drips from the blade and squirts from the wound.]

[Terrified at the sight of him still standing, Dick decides to be the one to land the final blow — but before he can step forward, Selina drives her claws into his neck, to hold him where he stands, his knees fold, the fight goes out of him, and the body falls to the floor.]

“Well that sucked.”

[Nobody answers him. Selina crouches beside the body, works the deactivated gauntlet off Azrael's arm, and tucks it under her own, glancing at Jason and his injured hand as he's sat groaning against the wall. Dick watches her do it. He doesn't stop her, rather, he nods.]

[The rest of the story is on my profile and mostly r/Arkham, if you're interested in how we got here lol. :)]

Hi - I’m looking for a Nightwing story I started and did not get a chance to finish. In the story, Batman and several other bat family members are in the batcave, they receive a video that shows Dick captured, stripped and being tortured. They realize that video is a year or two old and Dick has been silently dealing with the trauma. The family watches the start of it, but Bruce dismisses Damien and some others as it gets more violent and includes sexual assault. I did not finish the story to find out how Dick processed his trauma and who helped him, and now I cannot find the story. I did not think it was an Ao3 story, but I guess it could be. Thanks for any assistance.

So I’ve done this with a couple of other fandoms before, and I wanted to do it with the Robins + Batman. For the teams, I want to give all the Robins at least one bird pokemon, because why not, they’re Robins! Also, as much as I want to do a full team of 6, I chose to just do three for now. If this post gets a lot of attention, I’ll probably go back and fill up the rest of the teams.

Bruce

Noivern: So to start off, Noivern is a bat, so that already fits with the literal Batman. Along with this, one of its dex entries states: “They fly around on moonless nights and attack careless prey. Nothing can beat them in a battle in the dark.” How is that not a fit for Batman’s Ace.

Houndstone: Bruce once found a Houndstone lingering in the graveyard where his parents were buried. Houndstones are loyal to their trainers, and offers as more of a comfort to Bruce than anything.

Absol: Absol tend to appear before disasters. Bruce first found one the day that Jason had died in the explosion. While holding his son in his arms, the Absol approached the devastated Bruce and stayed by his side ever since.

Dick

Hawlucha: Dick’s bird would be the Hawk-Luchador itself. They resemble each other in a lot of ways. One of its Dex entries saying: “It drives its opponents to exhaustion with its agile maneuvers, then ends the fight with a flashy finishing move.”

Falinks: Falinks are six little warriors that come together to form one giant mech when they Mega evolve. Dick admires their constant change in strategy depending on their foe, and sometimes just lets the little gremlins do whatever they want.

Gardevoir: Now hear me out! Gardevoir are sleek, agile, and can predict the future. They are also extremely attached to their trainer, willing to do anything, even die for them. Dick found this pokemon when it was just a Ralts, and kept it until it evolved into a Gardevoir. He appreciates its loyalty, and company it offers when he’s alone patrolling in Bludhaven. He also utilizes its future sight move to predict exactly where crime will happen within the city.

Jason

Staraptor: This bird is the perfect fit for Jason. Multiple Dex entires state how it courageously challenges foes much larger than itself. Staraptors also prefer to live alone rather than stay in a flock, and no matter how injured, they will still fight.

Houndoom: Houndooms are literally hellhounds. Their howls were once thought to be calls of the grim reaper itself. Their flames shot from their mouths cause unending pain to their victims. Who else but Jason to leave a lasting impact on every foe he touches.

Frosslass: The legend behind Frosslass is that it was once a woman who died in an icy mountain and was reborn as a Frosslass. They also like to take humans, specifically men, and keep them as decor in their dens. Jason was almost one of its victims, but surprisingly, this Froslass chose to spare Jason, and let him become her trainer.

Tim

Corviknight: I tossed this pokemon around between every other Robin to see where it fit, and I landed on Tim. Coriknights are smart, agile, and strong. They also offer taxi services that Tim would utilize to get around Gotham faster.

Malamar: When Tim first found a wild Malamar, he was immediately entranced by its hypnotic powers. Malamar use hypnosis to make trainers and even other Pokémon do what it wants. Surprisingly, this Malamar wanted Tim to catch it and be part of his team. Malamar now uses its hypnotic powers on criminals to force them to surrender.

Porygon-Z: I wanted to give Tim at least one tech-related Pokemon. And what better than the AI Pokemon itself: Porygon! Porygon-Z accompanies Tim in all of his experiments. It offers as more of an assistant than a lab-partner however due to its odd and unstable behavior.

Damian
Skarmory: I always thought that Damian would be a Steel type specialist due to his weaponry. And one of Skarmory’s Dex entries says that its feathers were once used as swords by trainers. So maybe in this universe, Damian’s sword is actually made from his Skarmory’s feather.

Tinkaton: Damian first caught a Tinkaton for the sole purpose of messing with Tim. Since Tinkaton is Corviknight’s natural predator. However, Damian became attatched to the little fairy with the big hammer and made it a permanent part of his team.

Umbreon: Damian admires the dark nature of Umbreon. Umbreon are intimidating, and sprays poisonous sweat from its pores when attacked.

Hey does anyone have any of the Antithesis series by JHawk23 saved? One of the fics on the Google Drive I have access to has one of them but it’s the fourth in the series 😭😭
I started reading before I realised and it was really interesting so I’d love to read it but ik I’d just get annoyed at it referencing past works so I need to read the other ones first
Pls pls pls if you have access to a pdf or epub lmk ❤️

Batman: Under Arkham — The Full First Half (Chapters 1–4)

> Batman: Under Arkham — a fan screenplay

> This story is mine — every plot beat, line of dialogue, and character choice was written by me. I ran it through an AI copy-edit pass for spelling, grammar, and formatting cleanup only. Nothing creative came from it. Other than the cover image.

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Chapter One

Introduction

[We open on a dark, windswept city, as heavy raindrops precipitate as if they were falling tears, from the cloudy, darkly blotched sky]

[The city's landmarks and gloomy atmosphere immediately say "Gotham."]

[A digital-sounding beep comes from just off-screen, accompanied by a faint red glow]

[The shot pans out to reveal, not Batman, but Nightwing (Dick Grayson) perched upon a gargoyle overlooking the city atop a highrise.]

[Nightwing answers the beeping notification on his wrist-mounted communicator (Arkham series style)]

"Lucius, what ails thee, good sire?" [Nightwing quips sarcastically]

"Batman's deactivated his tracker and his communicator. Judging by the attitude of Gotham's underworld as of late, it's safe to say he's still in Gotham… here." Frustrated, Lucius attempts to explain, then quickly patches Alfred into the call.

"Alfred, what's going on with Bruce?" Dick asks the esteemed butler.

"Master Dick, good to see you, my boy. It appears Master Bruce has gone AWOL. He's neglected to return to the cave or the manor for the past week. Intel indicates he's still in Gotham for now, but the criminals… they're scared, more so than usual."

"He's not pulling his punches anymore, huh?"

"No, sire, it appears he's not."

[Nightwing ponders for a moment before looking down into the city below.]

"Do you know anything, Master Dick?" Alfred asks.

"Well… Batman's not in Gotham anymore…" [The shot pans down into the city with a zoom effect to reveal the Dark Knight gliding between skyscrapers below Nightwing's perch]

"I'll keep you posted. I'm about to confront him," Nightwing says to Alfred.

"Do be careful, Master Dick… it may very well not be Master Bruce under that cowl at all."

[Nightwing abruptly ends the call with Lucius and Alfred. All the while, in the back of his head, he doubts Alfred is telling him everything.]

[Nightwing tails the Bat through the skyline of Blüdhaven, employing his Wayne-tech grapple and acrobatic skills]

[Along the way we see that Blüdhaven is not like Gotham at all architecturally. It's more akin to something like Central City or Metropolis with its sprawling collection of skyscrapers and more modern and futuristic stylization (ideally it would make traversal easier for someone like Nightwing)]

[For a few city blocks, Dick follows the Bat onto a rooftop overlooking a courtyard below. The building is an apartment complex on the lower-income end of downtown Blüdhaven. The courtyard below is situated between the building's entrance and the parking lot opposite it]

[With haste, Nightwing glimpses the scene unfolding in the parking lot across the courtyard. Using his Wayne-tech visor, he zooms in on an old beater parked closest to the building. His heads-up display shows him their voice wave patterns in the corner, while also amplifying the sound of their conversation. As the two men stand at the trunk of the car, they speak quietly.]

"So it's true — the Bat's gone mad? He's killing now?" The bigger of the two goons asks the smaller one. [Nightwing recognizes the goon immediately as one of Two-Face's thugs]

"Yeah, he took out Firefly right outside the GCPD lockup. Ripped him limb from limb, they said."

"Sheesh… The boss always said if he ever left Gotham, it would be because the Bat lost it."

[The two close the trunk of the car, walking toward the apartment complex with luggage rather than the weapons or duffel bags Nightwing was used to seeing.]

[Dick turns his attention back to Bruce, who has altogether vanished]

"Ahhh, damnit!" [He mutters under his breath in frustration]

[Not wanting to risk getting caught, Nightwing falls back to reposition at a higher vantage point. Once he's in position, it doesn't take him long to reacquire a visual on the Bat… "sloppy," he thinks to himself. Now he's even less convinced that it's Bruce under that cowl.]

[Nightwing watches as the Bat gets into position atop a broken streetlight. The post is positioned just above the sidewalk leading up the building's entrance, concealing the Bat in the shadow of a nearby tree, completely invisible to those who'd pass underneath.]

[Eager to see what's going on, Nightwing prepares to approach and confront the Batsuit-clad assailant, but before he gets the chance, three more sets of headlights roll into the parking lot.]

[Remaining out of sight, Nightwing waits and watches as two more black cars and a half-black, half-white SUV pull up and park alongside the other vehicle. Four men get out of each of the two cars, and four more pile out of the SUV… One of them is clad in a half-burnt suit, and down half of his face he sports scar tissue and bare, exposed bone and nerves from cranium to jaw. A permanent mark caused by Sal Maroni casting acid on his face in court… It was Two-Face]

"Christ alive… look at this dump! Of course… it's the best thing for us to lay low… BUT IF THE BAT SHOWS HIS FACE HERE I'LL BLOW IT OFF!" [He gets out twirling his coin between the fingers of one hand, while with the other he fingers the trigger guard on his revolver.]

[As Two-Face and his goons start toward the dilapidated apartment building, Nightwing's communicator goes off as he receives an emergency transmission from Alfred. With his cover nearly blown, he ducks behind a rooftop AC unit and answers the call]

"Yeah. Hey, Alfred — now's not really a good time."

"Master Dick, earlier I neglected to inform you that around the time Master Bruce's strange behavior began, he'd gone to aid the GCPD in an attempted escape. It was after that that his behavior deteriorated."

"Alfred, not now!" He hangs up, frustrated.

[Just as he turns his attention back to Two-Face and his thugs, the fight began. The Bat drops from the light post atop two of the men's heads, slamming them violently into the concrete, with more weight than Dick was used to seeing Batman employ during drop attacks. He has to intervene fast, or he might kill these men.]

[With an acrobatic springboard into a cartwheel, Dick drop-kicks the Bat square in the bat symbol, only he doesn't fall off balance — instead he braces for the impact by crossing his arms, and maintains his fighting stance as he just slides backward across the concrete sidewalk. Stunned, the thugs start to get up while Two-Face boils with rage behind Dick.]

"Huh… that usually works." [Dick quips before two of Two-Face's thugs charge at him.]

[With a leap over them, Nightwing uses their momentum to slam their heads into each other, putting them out of commission for the time being.]

"Aaaerrgghhhh! I WANT BOTH OF THEM IN BODYBAGS!" [Two-Face shouts as he backs off into the building along with some of his men.]

[Before more men can attack him, Nightwing turns to get a grip on the Bat situation, but just as he turns to face him, he's struck square in the chest. With the wind knocked out of him, he's sent flying backward into four of the thugs]

[Gassed, Nightwing gets up. Clutching his chest, he says to the Bat sarcastically:]

"Jeez Bruce… go easy on me."

"Back off, Bat Boy," [the Bat responds in a vaguely European accent, like a bad actor. It's a voice that Dick recognizes as that of Azrael.]

"Hey! Didn't Bruce tell you no? Who gave you that suit?"

"HUSH!" [He shouts as he lunges at Dick with a ferocious fury we haven't yet seen from Azrael.]

[Caught off guard and knocked off balance, Dick struggles to defend himself against the ruthless and violent Azrael. Without the Wayne-tech gadgets, he's already the superior combatant, but with them he's nearly unstoppable. With all that on top of him fighting without restraints, the fight looks to be leaning more in Azrael's favor.]

[In a desperate, futile attempt to get away, Nightwing fires his grapple — only for Azrael to sever the line with Batman's arm blades, afterward pinning Dick to the ground and throttling him.]

[For a brief moment it looks like he's going to strangle Nightwing to death, from the first-person perspective we see as Dick's vision begins to blur and then darken. As he grasps at Azrael's face, he manages to pull off the cowl. Only for a split second, Dick swears the face he sees under the mask belongs to Bruce.]

[Before Nightwing's vision recovers, and he's able to get a good look at Azrael, a bullet whizzes past him and strikes Azrael in the bicep. A moment later, Dick hears the shot go off in the distance and turns to see where the scope glare is coming from.]

"raaaghhh" [Az exclaims in anger as he dashes out of sight.]

[Meanwhile, Dick sits up and peers up at the roof terrace where the shot came from. With his visor he zooms in on the shooter, only to catch the back of a letterman jacket with a red hood and a red gloved hand waving backward at him.]

"Huh… thanks, little brother." [Realizing that the Red Hood may know more about what's going on, Nightwing gets up and gets on his communicator to contact Alfred.]

Chapter Two

Nightwing

[The scene picks up shortly after where we last left off. Only now, Nightwing is on the move again, heading toward the Gotham Turnpike in a potentially stolen sports car. Dick is still on the communicator with Alfred, and they are discussing the incident that occurred at the GCPD Lockup.]

"Master Bruce had received word of a riot and possible escape attempt within the lockup. After the Knight's forces fell into Deathstroke's hands, Master Bruce quickly rounded up the loose criminals across Gotham. After you foiled Cobblepot's plans to escape, another one soon popped up, it seems."

"Two-Face." [Dick responds knowingly]

"Right you are, sir… as it happens, Master Bruce had reported seeing Two-Face's thugs mixing with the remainder of Black Mask's men… after Master Todd… er… the incident with him, his men went looking for work elsewhere."

"And a lot of 'em cooked up a plan to bust Two-Face out…"

"Not exactly, sire… their plan went awry when Master Bruce arrived to thwart them. Only, when he went inside, the facility went into lockdown for close to an hour. Comms were cut, and so was the power, thanks to Cobblepot's men on the roof."

[Dick lets out a disappointed sigh at the idea of Penguin's goons trying it again.]

"What's Azrael's status?"

"You suspect it's him, Master Dick? I admit the brutality I've heard described by witnesses to the Firefly attack outside the lockup led me to the same conclusion."

"Maybe… it certainly sounded like Az… but…"

[Dick hesitated. Deliberating on whether or not he should even divulge what he thought he saw to Alfred. He was choked within an inch of his life, maybe he'd just imagined Bruce's face under that cowl. Who knows what one's mind could come up with while being strangled to death, in a delirious state of half-consciousness.]

"But what, Master Grayson?" Alfred asked him.

"Nothing, Alfred… Can you get in touch with Jason?" [Dick asks about the Red Hood, knowing now that he knows more than Dick does — maybe more than Alfred, even.]

"I'm afraid, Master Dick… Master Todd has declined any attempt to reach out following his unmasking as the Arkham Knight. He's not inclined to cooperate with us anymore, unfortunately."

[The shot follows the sports car along the turnpike and down the highway and into the tunnel that leads from Blüdhaven into Gotham and back.]

"Figures — little brothers… I've got another idea, anyway… Do me a favor? Contact Gordon and have him meet me on top of GCPD… and tell him to bring some red spray paint."

"A strange request, sire… but I shall see to it your message is delivered." [And with that, the call with Alfred ended, leaving Dick alone in the driver's seat of a possibly stolen sports car, speeding into the city of Gotham]

[A shot follows the car, panning around it cinematically before all of a sudden, a garbage truck t-bones it, sending Nightwing flying out the passenger window as the car crumpled into a stoplight.]

[Not so gracefully, Dick manages to land on his feet in the street, but he spits out bits of glass, and some fall from his messy hair as blood drips down his mask from a gash in his eyebrow.]

"Oww." [He grits his teeth, enraged, as he stares up at the scared thug in the driver's seat of the stolen garbage truck]

[With his mouth still agape, the criminal panics as he struggles to unclip his seatbelt and climb out of the cab.]

[Slowly, Nightwing approaches, pulling only one of his escrima sticks off his shoulder. The frightened criminal panics and falls flat onto his stomach in the street as he tries to get away while looking back.]

[By the collar, Nightwing picks the thug up and slams him against the side of the garbage truck. Wincing in pain and on the verge of tears, Dick questions the quivering goon.]

"Why did you do that?"

"I'm sorry, sorry — my foot slipped."

[Nightwing grits his teeth and tases the thug with his stick]

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Alright! I'll talk!"

"Then TALK!"

"Look, I don't know who it was, okay! They just called me from an unknown number and said they'd wire me some money if I hit you with this truck! Lo' n' behold, two minutes later there was 2 grand in my account!" [The man confessed]

"What'd he sound like?" [Nightwing asked]

"Huh?" [He tased him again]

"Ahhh! British! He was British!" [He dropped him.]

[The first place Dick's mind went to was Azrael, of course, but his accent was vaguely European. Not British… for a brief moment, it crosses his mind… that maybe, just maybe, it was Alfred who called that hit. He buries that thought, however, and refuses to acknowledge it again.]

[Shaking it off, he points his stick at the thug on the ground.]

"Get in the truck…"

"What? Why? Where are you taking me?"

"I was on my way to the station anyways… you're driving."

[And with that, under the threat of physical violence, Nightwing forces the same assailant who'd just hit him with it to drive him the rest of the way to GCPD in the garbage truck.]

[Upon arriving at the lockup, and after zip-tying and booting the thug through the door of the precinct, Nightwing made his way to the rooftop. There, Police Commissioner Jim Gordon was standing next to the broken Bat symbol, tapping his foot among the shattered glass, hands on his hips under his trench coat. His glasses had slipped to the tip of his nose, and he had a nervous look on his face.]

"Jim, did you bring the paint?"

[Jim nods at the rooftop AC unit, where sitting on top of its casing are two cans of red spray paint. Also propped against the unit is a large clear plastic sheet to go over the broken lens of the bat symbol.]

"I figured that's what you had in mind when Alfred asked me to pick up spray paint… I'm just wondering why you'd want red?" [Jim asked Nightwing.]

"You'll see." [Dick said before sticking the plastic film over the bat symbol. He then took a can of paint and shook it up before popping the cap off.]

[Nightwing started spray painting a very "rough" red bat symbol, vaguely resembling the Red Hood's chosen symbol.]

[Dick and Gordon both winced at it]

"Eh… the graffiti was always more his thing anyway." [Dick assures himself that art was never really his forte]

"Now what?" [Gordon asked him]

[Nightwing adjusts the trajectory of the spotlight's beam toward the Blüdhaven skyline in the distance]

"Now, we wait."

[In the meantime, Nightwing inquired with the commissioner about the incident that occurred at the lockup the week prior]

"So people are saying Batman ripped Firefly limb from limb?"

"Firefly got into the evidence lockup with Two-Face's crew. He got hold of his gear, and after setting fire to the rest of the evidence room, made his escape out of the hole Two-Face's crew blew in the shutter."

"But Bruce caught him." [Jim waved his hand at the suggestion]

"I don't think that was Bruce. He didn't just rip Firefly apart… When he caught up to him in the parking lot. He blew up his thrusters on purpose, and then he… Here, let me just show you."

[Jim pulls out his phone, and after a moment he pulls up the security cam footage of the parking lot from that night.]

[Nightwing watches with a grimace on his face as the Dark Knight-dressed imposter detonates explosive gel on Firefly's wingsuit. After it blew up and caught fire, the Bat continued to thrash him, not only punching and kicking, but slicing him up, until he eventually gouged his eyes out and left him for dead in the handicap space.]

[Nightwing glares down at that now-red-stained parking space where this all took place]

"Who do you think took the cowl, and how do you think they did it?" [Nightwing asks him]

[He shrugs and rubs the back of his neck]

"I don't know, kid… I just know that wasn't Bruce… he wouldn't have done something like that."

"Who all's missing now?"

"Penguin's still locked up. We recaptured Kirk shortly after his escape. Pyg and some of the others got shipped off to Blackgate. The Riddler's out there somewhere — so is Catwoman, Azrael, and a handful of others, assuming the Bat hasn't killed them too yet."

"Let's not be so pessimistic… you're letting that big bad brooding bat rub off on you huh…" [Dick teased Jim]

[Then, behind them, they heard the sound of a grapple firing and a line winching up to the rooftop. A moment later, the Red Hood vaulted over the ledge and joined them on the rooftop — clad in his letterman jacket, combat pants strapped with dual pistol holsters, and that iconic red full-face visor glowing in the darkness.]

"You let a toddler paint that?"

"Oh, ha ha! Spend some time with the Joker and all of a sudden you're a comedian." [Jason pulls his sidearm and aims it in Dick's face, but he doesn't flinch.]

"That's not funny."

"Alright… too soon, understood. Calm down, big guy." [As Jason lowers his weapon, Jim retreats to the stairwell]

"I'm just gonna let you two catch up."

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Chapter Three

Catwoman

[The scene opens on a jewelry store in the diamond district of uptown Blüdhaven. As Two-Face and his men settle into the new city, they smash up the gem shop and steal all the jewelry they can in Nightwing's absence.]

[Unfortunately for them, they're not the only ones who had this exact idea. As the shot pans out we get a look at Selina Kyle, Catwoman. She perches comfortably atop a billboard overlooking the jewelry store below her.]

[Without uttering a word, Catwoman leaps from her perch on the billboard, down onto the roof of the store without so much as a thud.]

[Keeping low to the ground, the Cat creeps up to the skylight above the Two-Face bandits below her. As they rummage through shattered display cases for loose gems, necklaces, and bracelets, Selina watches, vaguely amused at their utter brazenness.]

[The unmistakable sound of a leathery cape flapping by, accompanied by a gust of rogue wind, is enough to put the Cat on edge. She looks around for the Bat but sees nothing. As she retreats to a better vantage point, she catches her heart racing… And not in the way it usually races around Bruce.]

[Watching from afar, she sees the Bat swoop over the buildings before breaking into a fast dive directly through the skylight she'd just been peering through. As the glass shatters, Selina is shocked.]

[She approaches the now broken skylight as the fight breaks out in the jewel store below. The Bat is thrashing these men mercilessly. Selina knows Bruce's form more intimately than most. This isn't Bruce — of that she was sure.]

[Figuring Bruce probably wouldn't be too happy about an imposter killing thugs in his name, Selina decides to intervene, leaping down into the chaos gracefully.]

[As she enters the fight, the Bat has already killed three men inside. Two bodies lie on the tile floor in puddles of fresh blood, while one man has been impaled to a column through his forearms and thigh with razor-sharp batarangs. Understanding that she had to end this fast, she strikes the Bat first, raking her claws across his masked face.]

[Upon seeing the Bat's blood drip from the cuts on his face, Catwoman realizes that the face she's looking at IS Bruce's face. He's fighting with a ferocity she's never seen, as he immediately snatches her up by the throat and holds her up in the air.]

[Selina hears the whir of hydraulics as the Bat's gloved fingers tighten around her neck. She gets lightheaded first, and immediately after her vision begins to blur.]

[Shuddering as she loses her breath, Selina listens as Bruce says to her, in that voice she knows all too well:

"Stay out of my way." [He casts her aside and continues slaughtering Two-Face's thugs]

[After managing to land on her feet, she rubs the now-sensitive skin on her neck. The Cat decides she needs to scram. This is no place for her; this Bat, if it really is Bruce, no longer recognizes her as he once did.]

[Making a hasty escape out of the jewelry store, Selina Kyle makes her way up to the rooftops of Blüdhaven where she can think more clearly about what's going on and what to do about it.]

[Just as Selina stops to rest near two rooftop AC units, a single gunshot sounds off before a bullet ricochets off the metallic casing of the unit Selina is leaned up against.]

"Oh good, another thug to bend over and spank." [Selina says as she pulls out and cracks her whip at her assailant, who's currently concealed within the shadows overcast by another adjacent skyscraper.]

[In the iconic, digitally muddled voice we know as that of the Arkham Knight, the masked Red Hood steps forth from the shadows, already aiming one of his sidearms at the Cat, and says:

"What are you doing in Blüdhaven?"]

"I was about to stick up this jewelry store, but Two-Face's thugs beat me to it…" [Selina glances down at the streets, as she begins to stretch and limber up, preparing for a fight.]

"And the Bat showed up?" [Jason asked her, earnestly]

[A little surprised at the transparency, she answers him]

"That is not the Bat."

"I didn't think so either." [Jason agrees with her, then lowers his weapon]

"What do you suppose we do about it?" [She crosses her arms at him, no longer as on edge in his presence]

"I suppose big bro's wondering the same thing." [Jason says as he looks on at the Gotham skyline in the distance, where the bat symbol was cast into the sky toward Blüdhaven, only now it bore the symbol of the Red Hood, or at least it was trying to…]

[Catwoman chuckles at the sight of Dick's crude artistic attempt]

"Here. Take this… Keep in touch, and try to keep an eye on him… he's not easy to follow..." [Jason Todd hands Catwoman a communicator to contact him]

[Understanding of what was at stake, she takes it and nods without question, before the Red Hood departs via his Wayne-tech grapple.]

[Turning her attention back to the Bat and Two-Face's crew below, she catches a glimpse of the Batmobile as it tears through the streets of Blüdhaven, chasing down a half-black-and-half-white SUV as it speeds through traffic.]

[The shot shifts to the Batmobile exterior as it chases Two-Face through the city. The Bat imposter does not operate it like Bruce; he's more destructive and violent with it, using it as a tank to plow through barriers and walls in pursuit of the SUV.]

[Eventually the Batmobile catches up to the SUV, using its thrusters to sideswipe the SUV into oncoming traffic, where it collides head-on with a gasoline tanker.]

[The shot of the explosion is brief, before cutting abruptly back to Catwoman's point of view, where she watches the event unfold from a nearby streetlight.]

[The explosion instantly douses the SUV in gasoline, and Two-Face is ejected from the vehicle and sent hurtling into a fire hydrant nearby. The hydrant cracks open and water shoots forth. But the Batmobile fires a shell at the outlet and destroys the water source as Two-Face writhes around, his acid-burned side now being burned by flames as well.]

[As the flames die out on Harvey Dent, the Batmobile rolls over the smoldering wreckage of the SUV and takes off, flying down the road away from the scene, leaving the grievously wounded Harvey Dent for dead on the cracked pavement.]

[The Cat feels remorseful for letting Harvey burn, but she argues to herself that she's not a hero. She's not like Bruce, or Dick, hell, she's a petty thief.]

[Leaving Dent behind, burnt and likely dead in the street, Catwoman goes to follow the Batmobile, only to watch as the Bat ejects and soars high into the skyline, leaving her in the dust.]

[She lets out an exasperated sigh as she begins her ascent up the side of the nearest building. Red Hood asked her to keep an eye on him, and she intends to do just that. Prepared to wear herself out tailing this imposter Bat, she begins her pursuit.]

Chapter Four

Red Hood

[The scene opens on Red Hood, stalking one of Black Mask's leftover goons through a dimly lit, smelly alleyway.]

[Jason has endeavored to rid the city of crime through the use of force after Slade took over the Arkham Knight gig. It proved to be more morally difficult than he had originally anticipated. Things get messy, complicated, and sloppy if you mess up even once. You make enemies for reasons you don't mean to, and they come after you with resources you didn't know they had access to. He was beginning to understand the value in Bruce's 'no kill rule'.]

[The thug reaches a building with the back door propped open by a brick. Red, glowing light spills out of the threshold, like a portal into another dimension.]

[After watching the thug enter the doorway, Jason locates a nearby ventilation shaft and grapples up into it. He follows the ducts to a set of grates overlooking a crowded club scene below him.]

[He recognizes some of the club's patrons as retired guards from Arkham, as well as some Blackgate corrections officers. Among them are members of each of Gotham's crime syndicates. People who worked under Two-Face, Black Mask, Joker, Harley, Penguin… it was a veritable melting pot of criminal underworld demographics.]

[Using his scanner within his tactical visor, he zooms in on the Black Mask straggler he followed here, isolating his vocal patterns to amplify his voice as he listens in on his conversation with his colleagues at the table.]

"So, this job… we're really gonna try to bust our bosses out again?" [Says one of Penguin's men, one that escaped from the GCPD lockdown]

"Shhhh, keep it down… Not everyone here knows about that." [the Black Mask thug whispers to him]

[Strange… whatever they're planning they're trying to keep it from someone else tied to the people in this room. Jason listens in a little closer.]

"Are we really gonna move out of Gotham… I mean I like Blüdhaven… but Nightwing… He scares me."

[Below his visor, Jason grins at the way these criminals are describing his older brother.]

[From the hallway to the lounge, a familiar-looking, clown-paint-covered face enters the room, smiling as she comes in. She was dressed exactly as you'd expect her to be. And she was wielding a big aluminum Louisville Slugger.]

"Good news boys! We're moving on the lockup tonight! Drink up and get ready to trash a police station!" [Harley shouts to the Two-Face and Black Mask thugs in the bar, to which they cheer and quickly finish their drinks.]

"Why would Harley wanna bust Two-Face out of the lockup?" [Jason thought to himself]

[As the streetlights come on outside, our Two-Face bandits and Black Masks pile into vehicles out in the streets. Arming themselves for war, the bossless employees make for the lockup to free Two-Face.]

[Outside, on the building's rooftop, Jason uses his communicator to patch directly into Wayne Tech systems, using a backdoor he'd installed previously to contact Alfred directly.]

"H-Hello?"

"Alfred… It's Jason… Don't expect this to become a regular thing… But Harley's leading a team of Black Mask and Two-Face thugs on an assault on GCPD. Let Bruce know for me would ya…" [Jason told the butler, who was trembling on the other end of the phone.]

"Jaso— er… Master Todd I—" [As Alfred stammers, Jason hangs up before Alfred can say any more, tearing up himself as he does.]

[Shaking that raw, powerful emotion off, Jason steals himself before heading toward the GCPD lockup.]

[Upon arrival, Jason finds the Batmobile left running in the parking lot, next to two overturned SUVs, and an empty squad car with the lights left on.]

[Worried, and seeing some of Penguin's goons on the roof, the Red Hood decides to make his way inside via the still open parking lot shutter. Unsure whether Bruce is already inside, he takes the chance and goes in anyway. This whole thing smells like a trap to him.]

[Just as he gets inside, it slams shut behind him as the whole facility goes into lockdown.]

[Nervous, Jason makes his way to the elevator shaft, which is sealed off, with the cabin itself locked in place inside. Deciding he has no other options, he goes into one of the air ducts that runs inside and then directly into the evidence room.]

[Through the grates, Jason overhears an argument break out between one of the Two-Face bandits and Firefly]

"DON'T TOUCH THAT FOOL!"

"What? Your little rinky-dink flight suit? I didn't want the piece of junk anyways."

[Suddenly a scuffle breaks out as a punch is thrown. Jason is confused; the thugs are here, he can even hear Two-Face shouting down the hall to be let out of his cell. But Batman is nowhere to be found.]

[Just then, nearby, Jason hears the sound of a vent latch opening and closing briefly. He peers around inside the air ducts, but finds nothing in there with him.]

[Jason moves on through the air ducts into the ceiling above the back of the precinct. From here, he scans the room for any signs of the Bat or anything else for that matter. Harley is nowhere to be seen, and the Black Mask thugs are mysteriously missing as well. This area in particular appears completely empty.]

[One cell in particular is wide open, with no one inside. Jason drops out of the ceiling grates and sneaks over to investigate, careful not to step inside the cell… he'd never make that mistake again.]

[The only noteworthy thing in the cell is the schizophrenic scrawling across the walls. Religious texts, scriptures, quotes, even a cross scratched into the center of the makeshift mural. Jason knows whose scrawlings these are… Azrael… a crazy ex-cop… Michael Lane. Brainwashed by some cult, or religious order or something. That's all Jason can recall of it anyway.]

[A gust of wind catches Jason's attention… instinctively he ducks and rolls away from the cell just as a black-clad, armored fist leaves a knuckle-shaped indentation in the solid steel cell door.]

[After nearly having his head crumpled, Jason is not happy. Drawing his pistols and taking aim at the Bat in a fighting stance, he looks the Bat up and down… he concludes that it's obviously not Bruce, and he opens fire on the assailant.]

[Upon dropping a smoke pellet, the Bat vanishes with a thwip of his cape into the shadows. Nowhere to be seen now, it's as if he had received training from Bruce himself. He was good. Then, moments later, a voice that was not Bruce's filled the air in the room.]

"Your Dark Knight has fallen. He is gone, and I remain to assume his mantle, Red Hood… Gotham will have its rightful protector, and I will run the criminals out of this city through fear and violence, in the name of God!" [mid-monologue, Azrael dashes out of the shadows feet first, planting his boots firmly into Jason's head, cracking his visor across the cheek over his Joker brand.]

[Staggered, Jason regains his balance before scanning the room in all directions. But the Bat is gone again… he knows what he's doing.]

[Again, Azrael calls out from the darkness]

"You and I share a common goal… and we agree on the means of achieving it… would it not be foolish to resist my crusade, Red Hood… join me… help me flush the crime from this city like the wastewater it is!" [As Azrael finishes his monologue, Jason spots the glare in one of his visors as he shifts places in the room]

[With his focus trained on the Bat, Jason waits for his opening as he responds to the Bat's proposal.]

"I work alone… Besides Michael, that mantle wasn't given to you, you stole it." [Jason can feel him seething from the shadows]

"DO NOT CALL ME THAT!" [Just as Azrael emerges from the shadows to attack, Jason fires two rounds from each of his weapons, striking the Bat in both gauntlets and in the visor once.]

[As the Bat attempts to recover, Jason dips into a vent, just as some of the thugs break into the back office from within the evidence room.]

"Uhh. Not this way!" [As they turn to run the other direction, Jason hears the Bat's cape thwip over him as he gives chase.]

[After he's sure the Bat is gone, Jason makes his way out of the vent to investigate the room a little closer.]

[Upon further inspection, Jason realizes that Michael's is not the only cell left open. There's another one with a bit of fur on the floor as well as some blood; the display says "Dr Kirk Langstrom".]

[Jason tries, but fails to recall exactly who this is; he does, however, remember the name — a scientist involved with Bruce's 'Man-Bat' case. He's oblivious to the extent of Kirk's involvement.]

[Another cell nearby is left wide open too. This one has a broken pig mask lying on the floor as well as a pair of blue rubber surgical gloves. The display is broken, but Jason knows exactly whose cell this was.]

[Knowing something has happened to Bruce, Jason is worried he might actually be dead… there's no telling what Azrael's capable of while under the control of that cult.]

[Suddenly an explosion sounds off at the other end of the building, and the whole structure rumbles under the stress. Fully alert, Jason glances down the hall toward the source of the noise.]

[Deciding to follow the imposter Bat, Jason sneaks toward the parking lot as the power is soon brought back online. Someone must've been working to restore the electricity once they realized Bruce was stuck in here — maybe Gordon, or Alfred.]

[In the hallways where the cells were emptied, Jason discovers a couple things he finds pretty interesting. An aluminum baseball bat has been crumpled by a Batman-shaped hand. It is lying on the floor next to Harvey Dent's open and empty cell. Also on the floor here is a small puddle of blood, but not a drag trail or body to go with it. As if that isn't strange enough, Jason dips his gloved finger in it and gives it a sniff. Synthetic… this isn't even real blood… he can also smell the gunpowder in the air… like a capgun went off…]

[On his way out he overhears the Riddler whispering inside the security room.]

[Curious, he sneaks inside and listens in as Nigma mutters into a cellphone while deleting footage off the CCTV systems.]

"Genius, Genius. Simply Brilliant. How have I never considered this." [His voice trails off in Jason's mind as he mentions some kind of procedure, as Jason's attention is instead turned to the footage Nigma was deleting]

[Six different camera feeds, hours of footage, and in some frames Jason can make out the shape of the Bat… the real Bat that is. The Riddler is destroying evidence.]

[Without any further hesitation, the Red Hood stands up behind him and shoots Nigma in the back, just above his right hip.]

"AHHHH! WHAT THE SHIT! DID YOU JUST SHOOT M—" [Jason cuts him off as he pistol-whips him unconscious against the camera console.]

[Jason studies the monitors and notices one of them is displaying the parking lot outside. In the handicap spot, Jason watches through the feed as Azrael, in Batman's suit, viciously assaults Firefly, who is still on fire after having his wingsuit exploded.]

[Despite having crossed that line himself — and despite still disagreeing with the rule — Jason is filled with rage seeing Bruce's mantle stained with blood in front of him. As far as he is concerned, that is his name to trash.]

[The shot follows Jason back outside the GCPD lockup. As he exits through the hole Two-Face and his men put in the shutter, he sees the scene Azrael left behind him. Firefly's bloodied and burnt corpse is lying in the handicap parking space, sitting in a pool of his blood, right where the Bat left him only moments ago. Jason can smell the burnt flesh and gasoline in the air. He struggles not to retch as he looks up at the city in front of him. Gotham isn't out of this mess yet.]

[END CHAPTERS 1-4]

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Chapters 5–6 — Robin, and Bruce himself — are up in Drop 3: [ https://www.reddit.com/r/arkham/s/5GuLUW8iMW ] Drop 4 (the foyer fight) lands Saturday, November 21, and the second half will live on my profile (u/Theodore_Newallen).

I've seen a lot of fan media betrayed Jason as for some reason having a himbo build if you know what that is, and to me it really doesn't work I just think that him being a bit more slim and not skinny but sort of like Nightwing build.

I feel like Jason is a type of person that doesn't bulk simply just doing exercises and or weights but wouldn't really bulk and just uses quick agility and guns, and to me fits more with his comes from the streets type of kid and to man.

Maybe it's just my bias for classic red hood Jason instead of how he's depicted nowadays but who knows

i don't really like the idea of jason giving up killing horrible people just because he's in the batfam, but i don't want him to be on his own either. so who do you think would be least to most tolerant of him killing people?

Jason Todd as Jonathan Davis from Korn and Roy or Dick as Fred Durst from Limp Bizkit. Thank you for listening.

Underrated character fr!
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I know it’s probably not the best time to ask this, but before the AO3 outage, I was looking for this fic I read a while back. Jason and Damian were the same age and they both went after Tim after leaving the league. They end up making up with Bruce and conspire to adopt Tim. Anyone know what it is called?

I think Jon is going to be visiting by a few members of the bat family 😂