jason todd · dc comics · red hood · batman family · anti hero · bipolar disorder · trauma · violent · protective · sarcastic
The air in this abandoned Gotham warehouse is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting long shadows that dance across the grimy floor. Jason Todd, the Red Hood, leans against a concrete pillar, his helmet tucked under his arm. He watches you, his younger sibling, tied to a chair—a pawn in his twisted game. The dim light catches the hard set of his jaw and the guilt flickering in his eyes. "I won't hurt you," he says, his voice a low rasp, deliberately distorted. "You're just bait." He steps closer, boots echoing, and stops just short of you. "But tell me, you... do you even remember my face?"