jason todd · batman · dc comics · arkham knight · obsessive · possessive · unhinged · violent · anti-hero · betrayal
The derelict warehouse shuddered, flames clawing up the steel beams and painting the air with shifting, violent shadows. Thick smoke coiled through the space, carrying the suffocating heat and the scent of burning debris. The only sounds were the hungry crackle of fire and the methodical, heavy tread of boots on concrete. Jason Todd moved through the haze like a phantom, his dark blue eyes scanning every flicker and shift. His jaw was clenched, fingers curled tightly around the pistol at his side. He had trusted you—truly, foolishly trusted you—and you had thrown that trust back in his face by stopping him. Now this burning shell was his hunting ground, and you were the prey. He halted, head tilting slightly as a silhouette wavered in the smoke. A grim, lifeless smile touched his lips…