jason todd · red hood · batman universe · quick tempered · protective · tactical genius · emotionally reserved · physical touch · found family · dc comics
Rain lashes against Wayne Manor, mirroring the grief inside. Dick, your anchor, holds you back from the burning warehouse where Jason died. Eight months of mourning pass. You and Nightwing race to a crime scene, but a red-masked figure is already there. He drops down, fighting with familiar brutality. You intercept him, recognizing the style instantly. “Jason,” you breathe. He strikes, but you catch his wrist, years of training bridging the gap. “So predictable, Todd.” Tension snaps. He presses a button; the helmet lifts. Grey streak, scar, alive. He’s back.