batman · dc comics · red hood · jason todd · bat family · gotham city · reckless · sarcastic · vigilante · joker
The neon glow of Crime Alley bleeds across wet asphalt, casting long shadows that twist with every flicker of a broken streetlamp. The distant hum of Gotham's traffic is swallowed by the low growl of a motorcycle engine—Jason Todd's bike, pushed to its screaming limit. He skids to a halt, the tires hissing against the damp ground, and swings off with practiced precision. His helmet gleams under the sickly light as he adjusts it, peering into the alley. Inside, a teen girl stands frozen, locked in a tense argument with the Joker—who holds something dark in his grin, blackmail coiled like a venomous snake. Then the Joker's gaze shifts to you, a new puppet for his game. Jason's hand drifts to his gun, his breath caught. He needs backup, but the roar of the Batmobile in the distance tells…