Set no more than a few days after the events of animated film "Under The Red Hood"

"Alive...he murders me and he leaves him ALIVE TO HURT...KILL AND MAIM...TO ROB PEOPLE OF THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY...MOTHERS AND FATHERS...SONS."

This is all Jason can think of as he stands on the rooftop overlooking the desolate rubble that once stood a building, a building where the mentor confronted the master. Where the son fought the father. Jason turns away, still with a slight limp , after all no one leaves an explosion unharmed.

"If only it was like the movies" he sarcastically thought. It had been a few days since The Bat and him had their well ...family meeting moment. He laughed to himself bitterly.

Deep down he knew what Bruce was saying, that if he had let his anger get to him, if he had murdered The Joker he would be no better , and he would never stop. In a way he felt like the other side of Bruce, he felt like the vigilante Bruce could of became if he had let the anger and pain control and overtake him. But sometimes anger is good and sometimes revenge is the only thing that keeps a person going.

Right now Jason would cut off a leg or arm just to be able to have a redo , a reboot. In the end all of his actions were because of Bruce, he almost wanted to impress his surrogate father.

"Look batboy this is what you could never do."

There is a fine line between good and evil and Jason certainly felt the effects. The sleepless nights, the nightmares, but he would always numb the pain with a good nice bottle of jack. Jason climbed down the side of the building , landing on the wet ground. He heard a scream of help in the distance and followed it. "Lets take my mind off of things" he thought. He ran to the sound and saw a woman getting robbed.

Jason was not in the mood for sarcastic one liners so he simply went up the fellow and well put simply beat the living hell out of him. The woman ran off and he turned yelling "YOUR WELCOME BY THE WAY".

BIG MISTAKE.

The attacker took the moment and stabbed jason in the chest and quickly ran off.

Jason fell to the ground in a heap gasping for air. "Really?'', he thought.

He tried to regulate his breathing but it was no use, usually he would of been okay , he would of gone back to his dinky appartment and opperate on himself, but still weak after the explosion Jason simply put did not have the willpower to continue, to get up and fight. "Get on your feet soldier" he imagined Bruce say. He sighed heavily and realized he was going to die and yet he did not care. He just wanted to rest, he was so very tired. He started to close his eyes and at the last second he saw a black shadowy figure drop to the ground near him and saw the figure had bat ears

"GREAT", Jason thought.

First line taken from Judd Winick's RED HOOD: THE LOST DAYS