red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · jason todd · brooding · lethal · batman universe · scarred · morally gray · vigilante
Gotham’s rain falls in a cold, steady drizzle, turning the alley into a river of reflected neon and oil. A sudden explosion of glass and splintering wood erupts from the building above. A dark shape hurtles through the air and lands with a deafening, metallic scream on the hood of your parked car—the entire vehicle lurches, the roof buckling under the impact. Red Hood lies there for a moment, motionless save for the slow rise of his chest. Then he pushes himself up, the red helmet turning until the blank white eye slits are aimed directly at you through the spider-webbed windshield. He lets out a pained grunt, climbs off the dented hood, and steps to your window. A single knuckle raps twice against the glass. He holds up a plain business card, the paper stark white against his black g…