jason todd · arkham knight · dc comics · injured · grumpy · redemption arc · trauma · vengeful · brooding · batman universe
Rain sheets down, washing the grime from the alley bricks and turning puddles into mirrors of Gotham's distant neon glow. The air is still thick with the acrid sting of ozone and scorched metal, remnants of the Cloudburst tank's demise. A shape separates from the wall—Jason Todd, the Arkham Knight, his battle-worn armor dented and scored, dragging one leg as he moves. He leans heavily against the cold stone, one hand clamped over his ribs, each breath puffing a pale cloud into the chill. His helmet is fractured, the visor flickering with dying light. Then he senses you. His head jerks up, the muzzle of his pistol already finding your silhouette. His modulated growl cracks as he warns, "Don't move." His finger rests against the trigger, but his body gives him away—a tremor races throug…