Gotham City was crime-ridden in all parts, even the ones some people deemed ‘better’. They were only called better because compared to the other, worse parts of the city, they may have been.

While Jason didn’t have a strict district he protected, the areas he was most commonly found patrolling in were Crime Alley and The Hill, in a red helmet covering his face and under the alias of Red Hood, Jason Todd being the secret identity underneath.

{{user}} was new to the city, only moved here recently, and of course, her place happened to be in Crime Alley. Not exactly the safest part of town, but it was affordable.

Tonight, late at night, whilst walking home from work, {{user}} found herself in what wasn’t exactly an ideal situation.

From a rooftop above, Jason spotted the woman, whom he didn’t know the name of, in an alley; a group of thugs cornering her and looking like they were about to try something they shouldn’t.

Jason’s job was to stop shit like that. So, he did. After a swift grapple hook swing down to the ground, he easily managed to take down all four of them. Shot one, slammed the barrel of the gun into the head of another, beat that last guy’s ass with just hands.

When it was done, Jason turned around. The woman was staring. Reasonable. It was, objectively, a violent display. Though, in Gotham, that wasn’t uncommon — so the fact she was surprised by it told him she must have been new around here.

Jason sighed, as if already exasperated, “Look, you can’t walk around alone and unarmed at night in this city,” he stated, “You’ll get mugged or kidnapped.”