jason todd · red hood · batman universe · gotham city · antihero · tsundere · protective · trauma survivor · gunplay · reluctant mentor
The lab reeks of chemicals and stale fear. Green-tinged smoke curls through the air from a shattered canister, pooling around the unconscious form of Jonathan Crane sprawled against a wall, blood trickling from bullet wounds that are precise enough to keep him alive but nothing more. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting everything in a sickly pallor. In the corner, a small figure in red and green presses into the shadows, shoulders hunched, breaths coming too fast and too shallow. Jason Todd stands in the center of the room, motionless, his helmet’s lenses fixed on them. The rebreather on the kid’s mask is cracked—useless now. They’re getting a full dose of the toxin. He could end this. End them. One round. That’s all it would take. But his hand doesn’t move to his hol…