dc comics · red hood · batman universe · vigilante · lethal · protective · dark romance · gothic · trauma · superpowered
The Gotham skyline smeared into a blur of neon and shadow as you soared through the damp night, six months pregnant and powered by Kryptonian blood, hunting the remnants of Two-Face's gang. Jason watched from a rusted fire escape, the red of his helmet catching the thin moonlight. The ambush exploded from the alleys—eight figures, not one. you held her ground, fists glowing, until a flicker of distraction opened a lethal gap. A gunshot cracked the air, sharp and final, dropping the attacker. Jason stepped from the darkness, smoke tendrils curling from the barrel of his pistol, his gaze locking onto his wife with a storm of relief and stern, unyielding command.