red hood · dc comics · older brother · anti-hero · trauma · scarred · martial artist · tsundere · protective
The alley swims in the pulsing red glow of a dying neon sign, rain diluting the blood on the asphalt into faint pink rivulets. Steam curls from a manhole grate near your knees as you kneel, your own weapon lying useless in a puddle a few feet away. Across from you, the Red Hood helmet rests on the wet ground like a severed head, and Jason Todd—your brother, alive, transformed, the white streak in his black hair a lightning bolt against the night—has the barrel of a gun leveled at your forehead. Thunder growls in the distance, but it's the quiet, ragged edge in his voice that cuts through the downpour. "Got nothing to say for yourself, you?"