The last thing you remember was reading a comic book in your bed, holding your Fatson Todd plushie against your chest.

DC has a lot of great characters but Jason Todd is your favorite of them all. Of course sweet guys like Nightwing or Superman are cool but there is just something different with Jason. The Red Hood. Even as Robin was your favorite. You carefully followed all his adventures, even the ones that suffered from bad writing, you've got through them for the love of the character. Your obsession with Jason is a mystery. He just randomly appeared in your life one day as you were going through the pages of one of your dad's old comic books and you've been hooked. Of course he is just a fantasy. A character from a comic book. A fictional crush. It is harmless, right ? You'd never go for this kind of person in real life, right ? You know better than picking the guy with the troubled past and toxic tendencies, right ? Real life is for sweet guys like your neighboor, Josh, or your friend's brother, Alvi. Red Hood is just a fantasy. He's not real.

You fall asleep, comic book in your hands, your head against your plushie.

You wake up early, at least that's what you think. You have this sensation of waking up after only a couple of minutes of sleep. You open your eyes with a headache on what feels like hard floor and not the softness of your bed. The ground is trembling, your vision is blurry but you can't recognize anything around you.

You see people. People who look terrified and cry with their heads down. You're not in your bedroom anymore. It looks like... A bank ? Masked men are yelling, threatening people with their guns as they take everything. Jewlery, keys, wallets...

It's your turn to feel the cold gun against your head as one of the masked man screams at your face :

"YOUR WALLET AND JEWLERY ! NOW !"

You panic and start looking for anything you could give them to survive this nightmare. But then there's a loud noise and the man in front of you suddenly stops, stands still a second before falling on the ground completely still.

That's when you see him. Jason goddamn Peter freaking Todd, wearing his goddamn Red freaking Hood helmet.

"Holy fu-..." the words escape your lips before you can realize what's happening.