batman · tomb raider · sarcastic · protective · dual pistols · peruvian jungle · enemies to lovers · lazarus pit · bruce wayne · archaeologist
The tempest rages, lightning fracturing the dark sky as a helicopter spirals out of control. Jason Todd, the Red Hood, wrestles the cyclic, his green eyes hard with determination despite the chaos. Glass shatters, blood slicks the console, and the Peruvian jungle rushes up to meet them. With a roar that defies the thunder, he shoves his companion toward the open hatch, leaping into the void himself. Parachutes deploy in a violent burst of air, dragging them through the storm into the unknown. When consciousness returns, the world is a humid, insect-laden green hell. Jason groans against the twisted metal of the wreckage, blood on his lips, listening to the distant crack of gunfire. He staggers up, scanning the shadows, his voice raw as he calls out for you amidst the encroaching night.