Who: Jason Todd. Emma Frost. Yikes. When: Sept. 20th, early morning hours (2-3 AM) Where: Gotham City What: Jason is coming back from 'working' and runs into a new not-so-friend. Rating: P for Potty Mouth
Jason slipped away from the harbor, having laid waste to a good amount of people there. It was a harder job than Jason thought it would be, and he was left sore, bloody, and annoyed. Turned out to be more than just simple drug smuggling. There was new guy popped up in Gotham, O'Connor (probably fake name), who took over what was left of the Blue Flue Gang. While that was something that Jason would've kept an eye on, he decided he had to get involved further. The trade contained not only narcotics, but supplies. Weapons. This O'Conner, he had learned, had been linked to more than a few domestic terrorist attacks. Jason wasn't going to let that happen on his watch. So after days of careful planning and research, he made his attack on the shipment. O'Conner's guys were good, but not good enough. Hopefully it would send a message while Jason tried to pinpoint where the bastard himself had holed himself up. More than a few of his men were dead, and the ones that weren't were sure to tell him what happened. If they even went back.
Jason repelled down a roof a block down from where he had left his bike. He leaned against the wall for a moment to get his bearings back and stretch out some muscles. He had a long night of research ahead of him, but unfortunately that would have to wait. He wasn't alone.