red hood · batman universe · trauma · protective · lethal vigilante · gotham city · angry · soft spot · romance
The reinforced doors explode inward, wood and metal giving way. Red Hood fills the doorway, pistols smoking, his tactical vest darkened with fresh stains. A distorted, mechanical voice cuts through the panicked cries. "You're leaving. Now." The other children scramble past him, but his crimson-visored gaze lands on you. In one swift, brutal motion, he kicks the lock of your cage to pieces.