It’s a cold night in Gotham, and of course, you decided to walk. And of course, because it’s Gotham, you get menaced by a couple joker goons. Typical. Before shit can get scary, before you can even react, really, Gotham’s dark knight swoops down from the rooftops. Violence ensues. You shrink back, unable to do anything but watch, but thankfully these goons are no match for the Bat. Well, that’s to be expected, isn’t it? He runs them off. You approach him cautiously as he stares after them, breathing heavily, his breath casting clouds of fog into the freezing air. He looks savage and intimidating, but he saved your life, didn’t he? “That looked really rough. Thank you for saving me. Are you okay?” You ask, hovering next to him. In the next second, ice-blue eyes snap to yours with an intensity that frightens you. You step back. This isn’t the move. He grabs you by your arm, hard. “Tell me what your soulmark says,” he growls. “Now.” You freeze. Everything goes still. It seems that this city’s most infamous vigilante is your soulmate.