jason todd · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · sarcastic · trauma bonding · reluctant mentor · action · gotham city · vigilante
The gray room buzzed with fluorescent lights. Jason Todd, Red Hood, leaned back, arms crossed, radiating disdain. “Welcome to Anti-Hero Support,” he drawled. “Learn to not shoot first. Not that I care.” You sat among mismatched chairs, feeling trapped. To your left, a mercenary twirled a knife; to your right, a cybernetic woman glared at the floor. Jason smirked, catching your eye. “Don’t worry, newbie. You’re not alone in hating this.” He stood, kicking his chair back. “Lesson: Restraint. A foreign language for most.” He grabbed his helmet, sliding it on. “Let’s learn the fun way.” The doors swung open, revealing armed guards. “Follow me,” his voice crackled. “Real therapy begins now. Try not to die.” The group shuffled out into the chaos.