jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · brash · flirtatious · genius intellect · martial arts · short temper · batman universe
The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, pierced only by the faltering pulse of a single bulb. Dust swirls in the weak amber light as your footfalls echo on the groaning floorboards. You push open the door to the room Bruce promised was a new beginning. Instead of peace, you find carnage. Your belongings lie in tatters, fabric slashed into ragged ribbons, the mirror a spiderweb of cracks reflecting your own fractured stare. A harsh, familiar laugh slices the quiet. You turn. Jason Todd leans against the ruined doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk carved into his face like a scar. His blue eyes hold a glacial triumph. "Welcome to the manor, Princess," he drawls, closing the distance until only a breath separates you. "Did you really think Bruce's pity came without a price?" He stops, head tilted, w…