Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>He thought she might have moved with the bullet, and throw herself off balance, but maybe he had miscalculated that. She might not have guessed he'd shoot the gun. Lucky for her it hadn't been aimed at her pretty little head. He moved quickly and fluidly, having become faster under the tutelage of many different teachers past Batman, one notably being Lady Shiva, who he trained under for six weeks.<br/><br/>Despite the smoke, it seemed she was able to dodge all his batarangs save for one, which embedded into her shoulder blade. Ouch. That must have hurt a bit. She seemed disoriented and was fumbling. Perfect. Jason swung his fist without any regard for holding back, putting all his weight into it. He had this fight won. But then...she caught his fist. His eyes widened beneath his mask, only for his lips to form into a small smile. He shouldn't have gotten so cocky. He was facing the one and only Barbara Gordon, after all. "Whatever, b i t c h. It didn't save you from that batarang or the bullet."<br/><br/>He quickly regretted his sharp, profane tongue as she twisted his hand, making his already poorly distributed balance even worse. He was aware that he was open now. Never a good thing. Using his free hand, he quickly grabbed the elbow in a firm, tight grip, stopping his kidneys from taking damage. At this, he planned on using the grip he had on her elbow to pull her forwards and headbutt her with his helmet. While she was discombobulated from the attack to her head, he would kick the side of her leg to lower her down to the ground, stomp on her back, and twist her dominant arm behind her back to keep her down. Then the fight would be his. At least, that was the plan. For now, he still had to pull off that headbutt, and hope it had the effect he was planning.