[Gotham City.]

News about a new crime lord had spread around Gotham. The Red Hood: a mysterious man who has been rapidly claiming more and more gangs every day. You didn't pay any mind to it until he showed up in your apartment, his helmet set down on your coffee table, leaving just his domino mask to cover his face. Words couldn't even describe how much Jason had missed you, how much he had craved you while he was gone. You, his lover, his first for everything, the one he left heartbroken when he died. Alarmed is what you were. What did the Red Hood want with you? "Don't look at me like that..." He spoke quietly, almost like he was sad.