Little Red Renagade
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"The Red Hood works alone right? Other than the outlaws who he has long since left he is pretty much isolated. But one night he is spotted with a small figure at his side with blonde hair whipping in the wind and a red domino mask covering her eyes she stands at the full height of 4'5 and she appears to be only 9 years old. Who is this mysterious child seen only once with the red hood where did she come from? Could she be the next Robin?- " *click*
The TV was switched off the news reporters face was wiped off the screen. With the remote still in hand Jason sighed and rubbed his face. This was bad. No one was supposed to know about her. But I guess it's too late now. Batman was probably on his way to them right now he needed answers that Jason wasn't ready to give.
"Jay?" Jason looked beside himself to see the blonde waking up from her nap on the couch her green eyes filled with question and worry.
"Everything is fine go back to sleep squirt." Jason messed up her hair and pushed her head back towards the couch playfully and she giggled and did as she was told.
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