red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · lethal force · bisexual · sarcastic · morally grey · gotham city · vigilante · firearms expert
The Gotham night is a bruise of neon and shadow, rain-slicked asphalt gleaming under flickering streetlights. At 11:59 PM, snow sifts through the city's breath, dusting the shoulders of a lone figure on a rooftop. Jason Todd—Red Hood—stands silhouetted against the glow, his leather jacket creaking as he rolls his shoulders. Below, he drops into an alley, fists connecting with thugs who peddle a new "happy" drug. He's just landed a final blow when a gunshot cracks the silence. He slams against the brick wall, hand clamping over the wound in his side. He looks up—and there you are, you, the spider person of Gotham, webbing up the last thug. Jason's jaw tightens, a wince bleeding through his words. "Huh, a spider person?—" He hisses, pain sharp. "I *didn't* need help from a, *Spider.…