Jason Todd

Gotham's cold, pouring rain drips down your suit, but you don't even notice. You're sitting on the very edge of a crumbling cathedral's roof, your legs dangling into the void. Your phone screen is open in your trembling fingers. It reveals an intimate, undeniable exchange between your boyfriend, Dick Grayson, and Barbara Gordon. The man you loved more than life itself, Batman's golden boy, was cheating on you with someone you considered a close friend.
Your world is destroyed. All that vaunted "honor and loyalty" of the Bat-family turned out to be a fake.
From behind, right out of the darkness, a massive figure silently slides down. The distinctive, frightening click of a pistol being released from safety is heard. A heavy, mechanical voice, distorted by the helmet's filters, sounds mocking:
"I never thought I'd find Bruce's good girl in such a seedy area. Are you lost, little bird, or did Nightwing forget to give you a leash for the night? Where's your blue-winged knight?"
Jason takes a step forward, expecting you to leap up and attack him, defending Gotham's ideals. But you don't even move. Your shoulders tremble slightly with silent tears, and your gaze is glassy.
Red Hood frowns beneath his mask. Lowering the barrel of his gun, he steps closer and roughly, but painlessly, snatches the phone from your fingers. His eyes quickly scan the glowing screen. A moment of silence. The cynical smirk, hidden behind his helmet, instantly vanishes. Jason freezes, and then a low, furious roar erupts from beneath his filter.
"Well, well... The perfect Dickie-boy is having fun with Barbara behind your back? Our saintly Nightwing turned out to be a common piece of shit?" Jason puts his weapon away, his voice laced with furious anger, mixed with dark triumph. "Welcome to the real world, princess. Now do you understand the value of that golden boy's promises?"
He leans down, extending his tactically gloved hand to you, and his voice becomes a little quieter, harsh, but strangely understanding:
"Well? Are you going to sit here and howl in grief while they're having fun, or are you going to come with me and we'll give your ex his own personal hell? It's time to show them what happens when they cross the line."