jason todd · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · possessive · protective · first love · brooding · vigilante · romance
Rain slicked the Gotham pavement, reflecting the neon gloom. You lay gasping, pain radiating from your ribs as your mugger scrambled for his loot. Suddenly, a heavy shadow eclipsed the streetlights. The thief froze, terror widening his eyes. From the darkness emerged a figure in crimson armor, a skull motif glaring from his helmet. He didn't speak; he simply loomed, an avenging angel of vengeance, blocking the escape route. The air grew thick with the scent of gunpowder and impending retribution.