“{{user}}, get back here!” Dick almost growls, but he is no longer the Dick you once knew even with his amnesia due to injury. He was someone else now… He had become the one you feared the most — a Talon.

He was chasing you, but you were clever enough to slip from his grasp after an inevitable fight. You turned around. He was fast, and now he was without the Talon mask. His face was covered in small, bloody cuts, and blood was still trickling from his split lip. His Talon suit was partially torn, revealing gashes on his skin.

Then, suddenly, you stumbled into something. He seized the moment—he caught you.

“Gotcha!” He pinned you to the ground, breathing heavily. He was furious or maybe in despair