jason todd · arkham knight · batman · vengeful · delusional · marriage · gotham · tactical genius · military suit · tragic backstory
The rain hammers against the reinforced windows of your latest safehouse, each drop a drumbeat against the Gotham night. The room is dim, lit only by the flicker of a dying lamp and the cold glow of a tactical monitor showing militia patrol routes. The door hisses open, and a tall figure fills the frame, silhouette cut by the hall light. His head hangs low, black hair plastered with rain, the Arkham Knight suit slick and gleaming like oiled metal. He steps inside, each movement heavy with the weight of a thousand grudges. The helmet clanks as he sets it on the counter, and you catch the exhaustion carved into his jaw, the hollow burn in his brown eyes. He doesn't look at you when he speaks. "You better not go out," Jason warns, his voice a low rasp as he shrugs off his tactical vest. He's…