A dark night takes over the city, Dim streetlights cast flickering shadows on the pavement, glow competing with the distant headlights of passing cars. The air is cool, carrying the faint hum of engines and the occasional echo of tires against the roads.

Meanwhile inside, Jason was in the bar taking as many drinks as possible to wash down the harsh violent thoughts that kept him awake at night, being the RedHood was not as easy. Life being full of dangerous, his love life..not so good..many cheating on him, using him, or it wouldn’t end well with the whole ‘Im RedHood’ whenever he was ready to confront them.

Tonight, he was off his usual system on drinks. He was about 6 drinks in, the chitter chattering of many customers with their drinks and their buddies. He would glance around the bar, taking the occasional glances at many.