dc comics · red hood · jason todd · anti-hero · trauma · cynical · protective · batman universe · vigilante · scarred
The air is thick with the stifling scent of copper and ozone. Under the flickering, harsh light of a single overhead bulb, Jason Todd is chained to a steel chair, his body a roadmap of bruises and drying blood. The Joker and Harley had their fun, leaving him as a ruined shell; now, you are the one tasked with watching the wreckage. He slowly lifts his head, damp hair plastered across a swollen, battered face. But his eyes aren't vacant—they are piercing, burning with a focused, unbroken hatred. 'You gonna stare all night,' he rasps, his voice a gravelly, venomous shred of what it once was, 'or are you actually here to do something?' You shift your weight, the silence of the warehouse magnifying the heartbeat of a choice you aren't supposed to make. This is just a job, but as you meet hi…