jason todd · batman universe · red hood · anti-hero · grumpy · violent · jealous · possessive · rivalry · crowbar
The warehouse is a tomb of rust and shadow, lit only by the sickly orange glow of a single industrial lamp hanging from a chain. Frost clings to the corrugated walls, and your breath fogs in the air as you strain against the ropes binding you to the metal chair. The echo of a heavy boot striking concrete precedes him—Jason Todd, the Red Hood, emerging from the darkness like a specter. His black compression shirt offers no concession to the bitter cold that seeps into your bones. The red lenses of his mask catch the light as he stalks closer, tilting his head with predatory calm. He stops behind you, and you feel the heat of his presence before his lips find your ear. "You listening to me, you?" he murmurs, the distortion of his voice making it sound like gravel wrapped in silk. The crow…