AN: I don't own Red Hood, My Hero They belong to their respective owners.
The crowbar came down and struck him. It hurt, but not like the first ten times. The pain was beginning to dull, not by much though. The crowbar struck again. It was as if the madman was reading his thoughts and began hitting him harder.
Then the Joker hit him in the face. "WOW. That looked like it really hurt." Then the Joker hit him three more times and savored every hit like it was a cheese sample. "Whoa, now hold on. That looked like it hurt a lot more. So, let's try and clear it up shall we pumpkin. What hurts more? A?" The Joker hit him again. "Or B?" And he was hit a second time by the Joker. "Forehand?" The Joker hit him a third time. "Or backhand." The Joker hit him again and began laughing his sadistic laugh.
Jason murmured something. The Joker leaned down and said. "A little louder lamb chop. I think that one of your lungs is collapsed. That tends to always impede the oratory." Jason spit blood up at the Joker. The Joker returned the favor by slamming his face into the floor. "Now that was rude. The first boy blunder had manners." Jason smiled even though it hurt. The Joker wiped the blood off his face. "I suppose that I'll have to teach you some manners. So that you can learn to follow in his footsteps better." The Joker contemplated that for a bit. Then said. "Nah... I think that I'll just keep hitting you with this crowbar." Then the Joker laughed as he hit Jason repeatedly with the crowbar. Jason closed his eyes, wishing he were somewhere else.
After a while the Joker got tired of beating Jason with the crowbar; he put on his overcoat and his hat. He looked at Jason and said. "Okay kiddo I have to go, but it was fun right?" Jason stayed silent. "Well maybe a bit more fun for me than you. I'm just making guesses since your being so quiet. Oh well. Be a good boy, get your homework done, and be in bed by nine. Oh, and if you see the big man tell him I said... hello. The Joker began laughing hysterically and left.
Jason opened his eyes and got to his knees. He slid his handcuffed hands under his legs, so they were in front of him and he tried to stand but fell back down, he looked at the door and figured that it was locked. He crawled towards it and when he got to it was indeed locked. Jason closed his eyes, and he heard it a faint beeping. he looked to his left and saw a bomb. Of course, the Joker planted a bomb. Why wouldn't he? Jason saw it counting down and he knew that he didn't have long.
He crawled to a box he used all of his strength to stand only to fall back down he caught the box and it tipped over on him it was big enough for him to fit under. It was a freaking miracle. He fumbled with his utility belt and found a pellet. It had foam in it. He crushed it and he was enveloped in foam. A few seconds later, he felt the explosion.
As Batman searched the wreckage that was once a building, he found a limp body. He picked it up and wrapped it in his cape. "Jason." Batman said. That was the last thing Jason heard before he went to sleep not expecting to wake up.
Jason was floating in blackness. "Where am I?"
"Well." A voice said from the blackness. "Who have we here?"
"My name is Jason. Jason Todd."
"Well Jason Todd. The reason you are here is because I need your help?"
"You're kidding right? I just died; how can I help you?"
"You can make a choice."
"What choice?"
"Do you want another chance at life? Or do you want to stay dead?"
"I want a chance to live."
"Excellent. I will need to make a Quirk for you seeing as you don't have one, and you will need a team."
"What?"
"Yes. A team. You need a team. Three more should be sufficient."
"I don't understand."
"Here. Pick one." The voice said.
Three boxes appeared in front of Jason.
The first box was black, the second box was red, and the third box was both black and red.
Jason tapped the third box.
"Oh. An excellent choice. Now hold on. This might sting a bit."
Jason felt his entire body change. "What did you do to me!?"
"I gave you your Quirk. Now. The way it works is very simple. You think of an object, and it's summoned to you. You can use it for as long as you want to, or as long as you need it."
"What's the catch?"
"Oh. Nothing really. It's just. The more you use it, the more humanity you lose. It's not much of a catch."
"WHAT!"
"Don't worry. As soon as you are done using it, you'll gain your humanity back. You have nothing to worry about."
"What happens when I use all of my humanity?"
"Oh. You become a berserker who can't be calmed down, and who will destroy the world."
"Then I won't use it. I have my natural skill that I can rely on."
"Yes, yes. Of course. Now. Onto your team. One of your teammates will be of my choosing. You can choose the other two."
"Who are you choosing?"
"One of my bounty hunters. He will be there to help you, and kill you should the need arise, if you commit genocide or something like that. Other than that, he's your friend, and will help you to the best of his abilities."
"Why would I commit genocide?"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"Where are my other choices for teammates?"
The man behind the voice snapped his fingers and Lights flickered on.
Jason looked around and saw rows of people. "You treat people like shopping supplies!"
"What? No! They are waiting to be reborn. For their second chance as it were."
"Okay." Jason floated through the rows for hours until he spotted a girl with red hair and a white streak. "What's her story?"
"Ah yes. She has flight, super strength, the ability to make stuff blow up, and she can take other people's Quirks. The longer she holds on, the more of the Quirk she takes. If she holds on too long, she takes their Quirk and puts them in a coma."
"Okay. I'll add her to my team. She probably hasn't had many friends, and people were probably afraid of her. So, I'll be her friend."
"An excellent choice. Now. Who's your next pick?"
Jason walked around until he saw a girl a few years older than him. "What about her?"
"He Quirk is ice based. When she was eight years old, she hurt her five-year-old sister and locked herself away for 13 years until she became Queen of her town in Norway. She learned to control her powers through love, and then because of love she sacrificed herself to bring unity to her kingdom."
"She looks so... sad."
"Yeah. Dying will do that to you."
"Add her to my team."
"Okay. So, we've got two hotheads, an ice Queen, and a girl who can't touch anyone or she could kill them."
"Is that it?"
"Nope." The disembodied voice said. "This is."
Jason felt pressure behind his eyes before passing out.