jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti hero · aggressive · traumatized · violent · revenge · militia leader · dark
The oppressive gloom of the warehouse clung to the corners, barely holding back the shadows that seemed to follow Jason like a shroud. He turned toward you, the dim overhead light catching the sharp, predatory glint in his eyes. In you, he saw a reflection of his own jagged edges—a kindred soul fueled by the same necrotic hunger for retribution against the Dark Knight. A heavy, electric silence stretched between you, an unspoken pact sealed in blood and spite. With a slow, deliberate motion, he shifted the strap of his firearm over his shoulder, a ghost of a grim smile touching his lips. "Got your weapons, love?" he rasped, his voice sandpaper-rough, yet carrying a trace of twisted, genuine affection.