YJ/Batbros/ DC Movie Boys x Reader

Hood to Hood (Red Hood x Reader)

((This chapter contains murder, talks about death, and yeah. Btw I wrote this half asleep: I write almost all of my stuff when I am half asleep, so that is why you all see tons of spelling errors and incorrect grammar.))

"Sometimes I wish the Robin suit looked so much better." Jason mumbled.

You looked up at him. "You don't like it anymore?"

"Not really." Jason said.

"How so?"

"I mean just an eye mask, you know how stupid that is? It feels ridiculous." Jason said.

"Let's me sketch a costume idea. Just for shits and giggles." You said.

Jason smiled. "Okay. I will tell you what weapons it should be used with the suit."

You smiled. "Sounds good."

You stared at the costume sketch and back at the one that you made yourself. It had (F/C) on it, dark armor, a leather jacket, combat boots that had armor on them too, and to top it off there was a helmet. You stared at it and you had a scowl on your face. It had been so long since you saw his face. The pictures on your dresser seemed to be bland and the only thing that stuck out was his blue eyes. You saw them filled with terror in that video and it made you angry. You were pissed that you couldn't have been there to save him. It wasn't the first time you had wore this suit, and it certainly wouldn't be your last.

You stripped down and put on the suit. You put the armor on and made sure it didn't move at all. You loaded each gun full of bullets, packing the clips with bullets, and putting it all on your belt. You put on the helmet and rolled out. Your first stop was to Penguin. You lived two cities from Gotham so the idea of you showing up usually was a surprise to most. You grappled on top of the helicopter pad. You stared at the helicopter that was there.

You grabbed a bomb and planted it under the fuel tank. "Make tonight look better than the fourth of July." You mumbled to yourself. You saw that the door was locked and you smirked. "Not even a key under the mat?" You took a pistol, that had tough acidic material bullets that dispersed if it collided with something. You shot the hinges off and the acid ate away the metal. You kicked the door in now. You switched the clip to a different clip.

Time for the real blood to be shed. Black Mask might have been dead from someone else, but you wanted to get some relief. This was your fight for tonight. A bunch of henchmen ran up the stairs with guns. You giggled, your helmet hid your voice, and observed the guns. "AA-52? Damn that most have cost a lot." You grabbed your second pistol. "But mine are better, just like my tits and I didn't have to pay for them."

The henchmen began to open fire. You dodged the bullets and did a flip, grabbed on goon between your ankles when you were on your hands, and flipped him forward. You shot one henchmen in the head and the bullet flew into the next guy's. "Two hundred points." You said with a smirk. You opened fire and used some small bombs to light their asses up. Once they were gone, you made your way to the next section that needed to be taken care of. One guy was chatting on some coms and you snuck up behind him. You put your hands onto the sides of his head and twisted.

SNAP!

You went to another and knocked him out by elbowing him from behind. Another man by breaking his spine with a hard ass kick. You pressed a barrel of your pistol to a goon's temple, and pulled the trigger. It was a muffled gunshot, but fairly loud still. The last goon in the room was trying to open fire, but was wondering why it wasn't firing.

"You left it on safety." You said and shot him in the stomach. He dropped onto his stomach and you rolled him over. "Which room is Penguin in?" When he refused to talk. "Since I am in an okay mood, I will give you two more chances. Where is he?"