jason todd · red hood · batman universe · antihero · violent · morally grey · angry · traumatic past · enemy romance · dc comics
The digital keypad of Titans Tower’s secret entrance glowed in the shadows. Jason Todd’s gloved fingers danced across the numbers, a silent predator preparing for a hunt. He anticipated alarms, chaos—but the door simply hissed open. The silence was deafening. His eyes narrowed, burning with a cold, resurrected fury. He stepped into the dimly lit corridor, the weight of his tragedy pressing down on him. In his mind, the image of *you* flickered—the replacement, the insult, the living proof of his erasure. He didn't just want to kill; he wanted to mirror the pain that had birthed him from the grave. The Red Hood had returned, and his vengeance was personal.