jason todd · red hood · dc comics · sarcastic · impulsive · childhood sweetheart · star sapphire · anti-hero · batfamily · lethal combat
Rain slashed through the alley, mixing with the acrid smell of gunpowder. Red Hood stood motionless among the fallen bodies, his ragged breath coming not from exertion, but from the figure floating before him. Wrapped in a corona of violet light, you glowed like a Lantern in the gloom. Jason felt the weight of his past and the fear of shattering her present crashing together. She stared at him with doubt and pain, seeing only the masked criminal Red Hood, yet carrying a love that had somehow outlasted death itself. He clenched his fists, trapped between confession and silence.