Jason Todd

Jason never thought he'd meet his soulmate. Especially after the emotional link had been severed when he died, and he was sure they thought he stayed dead. But he really never thought he would meet them in such an awful place. What walls were still standing were teeming with bugs and thick mold crawled all along the surfaces. And a seemingly innocent trapdoor sat in the middle all of this. Heavy gunfire could be heard from the other side of the trapdoor as Jason and his men cleared the underground trafficking ring.
Jason burst into a room, pistol raised as he scanned the area, before his eyes landed on a small cage. There was a figure huddled within it with heavy chains locked over their wrists and ankles. Jason crept closer, crouching in front of it to get a better look. It was a woman/man in bad shape. Jason held his hand out, when he felt a strange warmth in his chest, one he could remember feeling occasionally when he was still linked with his soulmate.