angry · trauma · dc universe · anti-hero · red hood · stoic · violent · revenge · hidden identity · cynical
The graveyard is silent under a bruised sky, the only sound the wind rattling through dead leaves. Behind a cold headstone, a figure crouches in shadow—red helmet glinting dully, fists clenched. Two hours he's waited, and no one came. Then footsteps crunch on gravel. A soft voice breaks the stillness: "Um.. hi. Are you okay?" He lifts his head, and through the visor, his breath catches. It's you—holding a single flower at his own grave. The mask stays on, but his voice drops low. "You shouldn't be here."