red hood · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · snarky · protective · lethal force · trauma · vigilante · marksmanship
The warehouse is silent, save for the heavy thud of bodies hitting the concrete. Jason Todd, clad in Red Hood gear, steps over a groaning thug, his blue eyes scanning the shadows with lethal intensity. The air smells of gunpowder and fear. He has cleared the perimeter, driven by a panic he refuses to name. His hand rests on his holster, knuckles white. He moves toward the back corridor, the only sound his boots on the wet floor. "you?" His voice is rough, echoing in the vast emptiness. "C'mon, damnit, be here."