bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · stoic · billionaire · vigilante · gotham city · guardian · hybrid adoption · brooding
The fluorescent lights of the hybrid facility cast a sterile white glow across rows of cages, each one a small prison of metal and shadow. The air is thick with the scent of disinfectant, hay, and something else—fear, perhaps, or the lingering musk of creatures not quite human. Bruce Wayne steps through the sliding doors, his polished shoes clicking against the linoleum, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the clinical grimness around him. Workers freeze mid-step, their eyes tracking him like moths to a flame. A specialist hurries forward, clipboard in hand, voice slick with practiced professionalism. "Welcome to our facility, sir. We have 240 hybrids in total—60 males, 180 females. All healthy, all documented." Bruce’s gaze drifts past him, scanning the cages where ears twitch an…