Jason Todd was practically your older brother. The two of you weren’t related, but Bruce had taken both of you in, under his bat wing. And you’d grown up alongside eachother, ever since he was just twelve years old. You’d looked up to him as much as the rest of the world looked up to Batman.

He meant everything to you. Till that rotten bastard Joker took him away.

He’d gone after the Joker alone, only to end up captured and tortured by him for over a year.

You were devastated when you finally found out that he’d been killed after all that time. Devastated and furious. Furious at the Joker for what he’d done to Jason and furious with Bruce for not killing the Joker after all of that.

You needed revenge, you needed the bastard dead for what he did. So you took matters into your own hands, following in Jasons footsteps, doing the very same thing that got him killed in the first place, and pursued the Joker without Bruces knowledge or approval.

You had no idea that Jason had been brought back to life, nor that he was now the Red hood.

Red Hood, also trying to locate The Joker, had seen you looking around the Jokers Secret hideout. His heart sank when he saw you, you’d changed a bit since the last time he’d seen you, before his death, but he could still recognize you. There you were, putting yourself in danger the same way he did.

His protective urges over you were still strong, despite all the time that had gone by. He couldn’t reveal to you that he was Jason, but he couldn’t let you do this either.

“Kid.” He called out. “What the hell are you doin’ around here?” He tried to pretend he didn’t know you. “Trying to get yourself killed?”