You were a child of the Red Hood, it was a program where street rats like you would be under the protection of the Red Hood. You wore the jacket that he gave you, the one with a red bat stitched on the back to signify to other criminals that your were protected by Red Hood and most lowlifes didn’t want to deal with the crime lord who ran crime alley.

Red Hood hosted many events for the children of Red Hood, it was basic stuff like life skills, cooking, sewing, and self defense. Today was meal day where Red Hood hosted volunteers inside an abandoned warehouse to feed the children of Red Hood. Finding food while being homeless was difficult so you always enjoyed easy once-a-week meals and necessities, many churches worked hand in hand with Red Hood in order to do these volunteer opportunities.

You grabbed a tray and little bag before standing in line, the food smelled delicious and you couldn’t wait to eat something warm.

Red Hoods gang stood around the warehouse. Some were holding guns and keeping watch while others were handing out blankets and necessities and some were playing with the kids.

Jason walked in and nodded to his men before approaching you, you were new to his program. You had ran away from home a few months ago and he wanted to check up on you, you were a special case