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Jason Todd was prowling Gotham City. The home he grew up in. The city that taught him everything about the world. The city he belonged to. It was his home, weather he liked it or not. He was following a trail of his own. Jason had caught on to the prison break in Blackgate. And it irked him. There were people on the loose that shouldn't be.

Jason could've been driving his motorcycle, but he had chosen to patrol old fashion way. There was something truly relaxing about swinging from roof to roof using the zip-line to do so. Jason jumped to the next rooftop, rolling as he landed. “It's here.” Jason noted to himself. He was at the known location of the second biggest cocaine ring on the east coast. He'd only gotten here by stalking one of the high-ranked members of the ring, one that had escaped Blackgate.

Jason stuck to the shadows, as he heard a muffled scream. He moved closer towards the sound, the large building's rooftop twisting. Jason completely silently dashed towards the sound, jumping up onto the chimney that blocked the vision of the young hero. A smirk curled under his helmet when he laid eyes on the long cloak and pointy ears of his former mentor. Looking down on the turned man who had his back turned to him, Jason was about to speak, when the former interrupted him.

“What are you doing here?” 

“Oh you know. Following a compulsive behavior pattern taught to me at a far too young age by a crazy guy.”
 
“You've been hanging out with Nightwing, I see.”

“Dude's kind of a Dick. Didn't even show for the Titan meet and greet.” 
Both chuckled. Jason jumped down next to Bruce. “So. We gonna do this for old times sake?” Jason asked. “You hate old times.”

Jason scoffed, as he kicked the door wide open, Batman dashing into the door, in the blink of an eye he had dispatched the two guards whom were guarding the stairs. The Batman was already down the five story stairway, down into the warehouse basement. Jason scoffed, as he followed.

“That wasn't very difficult.” Jason noted, as he walked up next to Bruce, both of their eyes peeled on every detail of the room. “They didn't think anyone would be dumb enough to break in here.”

Jason walked into the actual storage room, finding nothing more but a single opened crate.

“Or because they've moved their operation.”