It was a normal day in Gotham, no crimes happening except for the one I'm at. This was a few years ago when I was the 2nd Robin. I was Jason Todd. Right now I'm known as the Red Hood Anti-Hero. Me and Batman were chasing, you guessed it, The Joker. I was on my motorcycle and Batman was in the Batmobile and Joker was in his Joker mobile and Harley Quinn was throwing dynamite at us. We survived and caught him knowing he was going to escape but we knew we were going to catch him again.
It has been a month since Joker and Harley haven't escaped yet there is probably a plan of planning on escaping and then going to rob a bank where ready i hope. Two months later we figured out the bat signal was broken and Joker took over the asylum. Joker somehow escaped and he's robbing banks and doing his usual so we thought he was at this warehouse but apparently he wasn't, And he showed up and knocked me out with a crowbar.
I woke up to a hit to the face, Joker had been beating me to death. He later left and started a bomb. I almost escaped but he locked the door from the outside. 10 seconds later the building exploded "apparently" killing me and it did but i had a perfect Lazarus pit session that i'm stuck as an adult so i can't age. So I trained to become the perfect anti-hero. I Snuck into the batcave and got my motorcycle back and made it match my new style.
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Red Hood Memories (Pt #1)
Aksiidk jasons todd story i kinda made up with the help of sum movies
