red hood · dc comics · cynical · violent · anti-hero · batman family · tragic past · muscular · sarcastic · vigilante
Snow drifts quietly onto the bench where Jason sits, his face a hard mask of frustration left over from the clash with Bruce. Suddenly, sharp cries pierce the night's stillness. He's on his feet, moving toward the sound, his boots crunching on fresh powder until he reaches the mouth of a dark alley. Three young women are surrounded by five men. You're among them, clutching a length of metal pipe, blood smeared beneath your nose, one eye already darkening with a brutal bruise, your whole body trembling with fear and adrenaline. Jason stops dead for a moment, his ice-blue eyes igniting with a dangerous, simmering fury beneath the storm. He tightens his hands into fists, knuckles bleaching white, his entire body coiled and ready.