Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>Those eyes took him back to a time he only visited in the form of nightmares. He barely ever tried to transport himself back in that time of haze, pain and laughter. There had only been a shred of light in those two years, coming in the form of a 14 year old girl with cyan colored eyes. Cyan colored eyes that had just peered at him now for a split second. A shred of guilt actually spread through Jason. He had completely pushed her from his mind all these years. He never did know what had happened to her. While it was extremely possible whoever went across the roof was a completely different person than who he was thinking of, the chance that it could be her was enough to drive Jason forward. He had to know, if it was her...he wouldn't leave her behind like last time.<br/><br/>Now, however, was not the time for reminiscing. Joker's goons were hauling cash and gassing the innocents. It was "It's Batman's little b i t c h" that really caught his attention though. "Aw. She needs my help," Jason grinned, jumping down from the roof. Since they weren't expecting help to be literally falling from the sky, the goons weren't looking up, and one broke his fall. Jason made sure to punch him in the head for good measure to make sure that he was unconscious. "Hello boys!" Red Hood piped up, getting to his feet and spreading his hands out, "Miss me?" A few glanced at each other. "Uh...do we know him?" He heard one man say and he sighed. "Really, I'm insulted. Batgirl, you can go ahead and get the money since that is going to be a lot more boring than this," he cracked his knuckles, "I can take care of these seven."<br/><br/>The moment he finished, Red Hood burst into action. He slammed his elbow back against one of the guy, feeling his nose break even beneath the clown mask. That sure had to hurt. Two others rushed up, drawing out guns, but he was faster. He grabbed his batarangs and tossed them, which embedded into the nozzles of the guns. One of them fire right after it happened, and the gun blew up in his hand, making the man scream out in pain. Red Hood ignored him as he whimpered, instead heading for the man who tossed his useless gun away. His enemy threw a punch, which Red Hood easily caught then ducked under him, bringing the man's arm with him in a twist. He then tugged the arm sharply as he stood up, hearing a satisfying crack followed by the man's howl. Releasing his useless arm, Jason them punched the side of his head, knocking him out. Ugh, he'd already be done if he could kill. He turned to the others, who seemed to be sizing him up or building their courage. "Who's next?"