Crack.
Jason heard his skull crack. He knew he looked scared, pathetic even, in front of the man who was hitting him, but he also knew that this was not real. Just a nightmare. Just his imagination. The man didn't know how much he scared him. How much Bruce scared him.
Jason jolted awake, looking around.
He relaxed slightly. He was at his apartment. Not at were-house. He wasn't with Joker. He was alone.
Jason slowly wiped the sweat off his forehead, trying to regain control of his breath.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Jason shakily stood up from his bed, he felt pain shoot up his right leg but ignored it.
Where was his phone?
In the kitchen, his brain told him.
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"Hey, Harper," Jason said over the phone, waiting for the cookies to get done.
"Hi-ya, Jay-bird. What's with the last name? Last I checked we were on first name basis, seeing as I have been dating you for the last three months." Roy's voice rang thorough the phone.
Jason laughed, he had been dating Roy for the last three months, he couldn't deny it. "Hmmm, true enough. I'm bored, wanna come over?"
"In middle of a mission, I'll come when I can, though."
"Alright-y, Arsenal,"
"Oh shoot, MY PANCAKES," Jason heard from the other side.
"Roy freakin' Harper, how DARE you burn your fucking pancakes? Just how fucking dare you?" Jason half-teased, half-scolded.
"Ha ha. Very funny, Jaybird," Roy grumbled but Jason was sure he could hear a smile. (I know thats not possible but whatever)
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Red Hood: A Road to Recovery
FanfictionJason Todds: Batman's greatest failure. The second Robin. The one that died at the Joker's hands. Beaten to death- or very close to, anyway. Brought back from the dead. Trained in the League of Assassins. Now...Red Hood. Read the story of the man...
