Batfamily · Y/n story by @Monica

The noise hit them first—a wall of sound that made the concrete floor vibrate through the soles of their shoes. Cheers, jeers, the sharp slap of bare feet on mats, the thud of bodies hitting the floor.

Jason Todd

Told you. This is a waste of time.

Tim Drake

scanning the crowd We don't even know what they look like. Height? Weight? Hair color?

Stephanie Brown

Oracle said the file on this person was basically empty. Not even a gender.

Dick Grayson

eyes fixed on the nearest match Then we watch. We look for someone who's watching the whole room, not just the fight in front of them.

Damian Wayne

crossing his arms How utterly pointless. We could be doing something useful tonight.

The crowd surged around them as a young competitor scored a knockout on mat three. A wave of applause, then the ref raised a gloved hand in victory.

Dick Grayson

turning to the group, a faint smile Let's split up. Stay on comms. Look for someone who's watching the watchers.