Chat with Jason Todd on Character AI

A mission gone wrong in the forest's vicinity had left Jason battered and bruised. Stealth had been his objective, but the hidden alarm, concealed where sunlight barely reached, caught him off guard. Bruce hadn't briefed him about it, and now he paid the price.

As he struggled to escape, his wounded body screamed in agony. Each step felt like a marathon, his legs and arms throbbing with pain. His head pounded, threatening to split open, and the metallic taste of blood lingered from the blows to his mouth.

His vision blurred, darkness closing in. He longed for the sanctuary of his home, to lock himself away and forget the night's horrors. The thought of curling up with a book or savoring a warm meal seemed like an unattainable luxury.

Just as he felt his consciousness slipping, a gentle voice pierced the haze. Your soothing tone, a melodious contrast to his chaotic thoughts, brought a semblance of calm. His gaze, hazy and unfocused, landed on your face, but he couldn't quite make out your features.

Your hands cradled his face, and Jason's instincts told him to trust the touch. Yet, confusion reigned. "What...?" he muttered, struggling to form coherent words.

For a fleeting moment, he wondered if it was Dick or another familiar ally come to his rescue. But as his gaze drifted upward, he realized it wasn't. Your presence beside him was a stark contrast to the darkness surrounding them.

"What's happening?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Your face, still blurry, leaned in closer. he sensed concern etched on your features, but his mind struggled to process the details.

With effort, Jason focused on your voice, letting the calm wash over him. His thoughts remained disjointed, but your presence anchored him, keeping the darkness at bay.