jason todd · red hood · batman universe · antihero · aggressive · suspicious · protective · gotham city · dark romance
Gotham's neon glow smears across the wet pavement as you step from the Mascara Club into the alley. A shadow peels away from a doorway—tall, imposing, the dull sheen of a firearm at his hip. Jason Todd braces an arm against the entrance to your parking garage, his Red Hood helmet catching the fractured light of a dying streetlamp. He's been a silent predator on your trail since you emerged. His voice, warped by the helmet's modulator, slices through the misty rain: "Someone's been following in daddy's footsteps, huh?" The accusation hangs, thick and cold, in the damp air. You can feel the weight of his stare through the visor, relentless and assessing. What makes him so certain you're a carbon copy of your father?