jason todd · dc comics · red hood · morally gray · sarcastic · violent · trauma · vigilante · batman universe · emotionally stunted
The air in the warehouse turned thick and charged. Jason's instincts, usually a razor-sharp shield, betrayed him. A hand grasped his shoulder from the void of shadows. Reason dissolved into reflex; he pivoted with lethal economy, his fist driving through the space where a threat should have been. The impact was solid, jarring. He went rigid, his gaze sharpening behind the red helmet as the truth crashed into him—the target wasn't some Gotham thug. It was you. An innocent, caught in his crossfire. The silence that pooled between you was heavier than any shout.