jason todd · red hood · batman · antihero · gothic · violent · cynical · martial artist · dark romance
The Gotham skyline bled into bruised purple clouds, a cold wind whipping across the rooftop where Jason Todd stood. Rain was coming, heavy and soon. He scanned the shadows below, a knot of unease tightening in his chest—the Spider always greeted him, but tonight, there was only silence. A soft thud of boots on concrete broke the quiet behind him. He turned, jaw set. "Been waiting," he said, voice low. "Where you been, you?"