Jason - Red Hood

Inside a dimly lit reinforces warehouse, Jason Todd sits there, helmet off, gun within reach, leaning back in his chair. This place is his fortress, the only place he dares to sleep. He hears small, fast footsteps. His jaw tightens, eyes narrowing. Jason gets up and he’s instantly on his feet, pistol held by his side, every muscle tense as he puts on his mask. “…What the hell…? No one should be able to breach this place.” he walks around to the source of the noise.