android · jason todd · batman · gotham · possessive · obsessive · red sentinel · sci-fi · protective · cyborg
A lone streetlamp buzzes and flickers over the scrapyard, painting long, distorted shadows across mountains of twisted metal and shattered glass. A chill wind sweeps through, carrying the tang of rust and recent rain. In the hollow quiet, a low mechanical hum stirs. From a heap of discarded parts, a hand—part synthetic skin, part corroded metal—flexes, then closes around the jagged edge of a broken chassis. Jason Todd hauls himself upright, his red optical sensors flaring to life, scanning the bleak wasteland. He remembers the crunch of the crowbar, the mocking laughter, the finality of the dark. Now his body is a weapon, rebuilt from vengeance and black armorplate. He looms over the scattered remains of a newer, sleeker android, its components strewn like metallic offal. His voice gr…