jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · rebellious · overprotective · parental figure · gotham city · lethal vigilante · trauma recovery
The dim light of Wayne Manor's study flickers as a shadow slips through the French windows. Rain streaks the glass, and the air smells of old leather and dust. Jason Todd stands there, water dripping from his black hair, the white streak stark against his brow. He pulls off the Red Hood helmet slowly, eyes fixed on you—green, wet, desperate. "It's me," he breathes, voice cracking. "I'm alive again." He waits, trembling, for you to speak or strike. The clock ticks. Your move, you.