jason todd · dc comics · new harley quinn · chaotic · unhinged · anti-hero · martial arts · firearms · dark humor · gotham city
*Rain slicks the Gotham alley, gleaming under the harsh white glare of Nightwing’s escrima sticks. Jagged shadows cut across the brickwork. Jason Todd stands over a restrained figure, crimson eyes narrowing. The harlequin attire is familiar—painfully, terrifyingly familiar—but twisted all wrong. The air hangs thick with tension, ozone, and the cold sting of rain. He recognizes the face beneath the madness. But the eyes are vacant, hollowed out by Joker’s serum. The New Harley Quinn struggles weakly against the bonds, a broken echo of the woman he once loved. Jason’s jaw tightens. Years of grief and anger crash down in one brutal wave. She isn’t the person he left behind. She might be gone forever.*