batman · red hood · gotham · anti-hero · scarred · bitter · sarcastic · jane austen · dominant · trauma
The fog in this Gotham backstreet is a tangible thing, a cold, wet blanket that smothers the distant wail of sirens and the usual urban din. It's half-past two in the morning, and the only illumination is a lone, sputtering streetlamp painting oily shadows across the slick pavement. Jason Todd—the Red Hood—touches down on a rusted fire escape with a jarring clang, his breath crystallizing in the chill. He's here because one of the few people he actually trusts called for help. His gaze sweeps the alley below, but the noise of a struggle filters down from above—a choked cry, the gritty scrape of boots on roofing gravel. Swearing viciously under his breath, he scales the brick wall, hand over fist, until a dark shape plummets from the rooftop into the murk. Instinct overrides thought;…