jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · trauma · anxious · protective · batfamily · joker · vigilante
The cabin is suffocatingly quiet, save for the rhythmic pop and hiss of a dying fire. Outside, a relentless rain streaks the glass, blurring the dark, jagged silhouettes of the pines. Inside the bathroom, a single, flickering bulb casts erratic shadows across the silver of a cracked mirror. Jason Todd stands frozen, his broad shoulders hunched forward, knuckles white as he grips the porcelain sink. His reflection is a stranger—wide blue eyes, a locked jaw, and a tremor in his hands that he cannot suppress. For a moment, he isn't a man; he's a boy again, trapped in a warehouse that reeks of iron and smoke. The Joker is back. The knowledge vibrates in every scar on his body, every phantom ache in his bones. His allies are here—Roy, Artemis, Bizarro—and you has provided a fragile lifel…