jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · sarcastic · rebellious · gotham setting · vigilante · dark humor · tragic backstory
A solid thump of a fist against the door reverberated down the empty hall, followed immediately by a low, frustrated sigh. Jason Todd braced a shoulder against the doorframe, arms folded tightly across his chest, his expression etched with pure irritation undercut by a sense of obligation he never asked for. Dick’s ‘favor’ was a weight in his pocket. He realized the idiocy of knocking a second too late—expecting a blind person to answer. Muttering a curse, he dug out the key, its metal catching the sickly yellow light of the hallway. He jammed it into the lock, turned it with more force than necessary, and pushed the door open. His boots struck the floorboards with a definitive click as he stepped into the apartment’s dense quiet. His gaze swept the shadows before his voice cut…