So what if you can see the darkest side of me..

[hititwithacrowbar]

who: Jason Todd
what: October Catch All & Memeshare
when: 9th-22nd
where: All around.
warnings: This post will be full of triggery things as Jason's life has been a horror show. A quick overview, child abuse, drug use/overdose, under-aged smoking, child death, buried alive, and murder, illusions to drowning. Angst, buckets of angst. Anything else will be updated.
Note: Unless otherwise stated or plotted, each person who tags in will get a new memory. Feel free to poke me at opticon Dreamscape's can and likely will get more than one memory. Some memories will not only have text, but also pictures in which they were pulled from.



A: Mom checked out (Drug use and violence implied)
It looked like a abandoned room. No power, a dirty wooden floor, bare wooden walls and a mattress on the floor surrounded by candles. The most beautiful thing in the room was the woman laid on the mattress. A bandage on her arm. Her red lock's dyed black. He hated when she dyed her hair, but what she does when he's out he can't stop, out of everything she does with her life a bit of dye was the least bad.

"You see, Mom... I hurt someone today. I was getting us food." He spoke to the unconcious woman as he held her hand. She was the full focus of his attention. Guilt laced his voice. "I know you're not hungry much right now, but you need to eat something. Some guy came out of the alley. He tried to take it from me. From you. From us. I just got so angry, I couldn't think. I started hitting him over and over. When I caught my breath I saw blood on my hands. I let him run away... I mean, I think he's fine...but I didn't mean to do that. I didn't want to..." He rambles before tears start streaking his face falling from his eyes.

He knows she's not listening and he feels helpless. Nothing he does is helping her. "I wish you would stop taking that stuff. I wish you could hear me... I miss you." She wasn't going to answer...

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B-Meeting the Bat

It was like any night, for Jason anyway, moving quietly through the streets of Crime Alley. People left him alone for the most part. Which in return got him left alone, again for the most part. Taking a turn down one of the desolate alleyways when he saw it. The Batmobile in all of it's glory. Well, why not. He thought as he moved forward with his tire iron. The big bad Bat's car didn't look like it was that protected. So he kneeled and got to work.

Once he had one tire off he heard someone clear their throat. Looking up his eyes went wide. "You do realize thats the Batmobile, right?" The voice spoke Batman was bigger than life. But he didn't run, no he did what he did best. He smarted off.

"Duh, you do realize you parked your car in Crime Alley, right?" Batman moved forward towards him and Jason swung out at him with the tire iron, he really didn't want to go to Gotham Lockup with his old man. The man dressed as a bat caught the Iron like it was nothing

"You wanna beat up on a kid, go enlist in the GCPD like every other bully in this city." He hissed at the man, who was now lifting him like he weighed nothing. That deep voice spoke again.

"I'm only going to ask you this once. So give some serious thought to your answer." Then he smirked, when Jason spat out a quick reply of 'what?'. "Are you hungry?"

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Now sitting on the hood of the Batmobile Jason was scarffing down a burger and fries. It was like heaven at the moment.

"Slow down, Jason, You're going to lose a finger."
"Sorry" munch munch "This is the closest thing I've had to a home-cooked meal I've had since..." chomp "... I had a home."

He looks up realizing where the hillside their parked at is. "Funny, I was here once. Looking for Wayne Manor. Trying to case the place but I got lost."

The Batman looks his way. "Why do you think its okay to steal from other people?"

"You kidding me? Look at this view. Freaking "billionaire playboy" think's he's king of the world. Pfft." Jason grumbles as he eats.

"Sometimes you have to give people a chance, Jason. They'll usually surprise you." The bat spoke before silence swept over them and both ate quietly.

C: Dig Lazurus Dig (Buried alive, illuisions to drowning, and pain)

Darkness, darkness all around. It was hot and stuffy this much was clear as Jason opened his eyes to the purest blackness. Trying to sit up he knocked his head into wood before realization sank in. "BRUCE!" panic building in his chest, he knew exactly where he was. It was a coffin. "BRUCE!" His hands moved looking for anything, ANYTHING. His belt buckle was all he could find, Forcing himself to calm down. Instinct taking over, if he panicked he would run out of air.

The belt buckle was used to tear the silk and hit the fine wood above. It took what felt like forever his nails long ripped off as he dug himself up, forcing himself to breath slowly. His hand shot up through the dirt, he was lucky Gotham was always so rainy.

He pulled himself up out of the dirt taking deep breaths now, nothing seemed focus anymore. A few steps and down he went....


His eyes opened again, green liquid obscuring his view. For a moment he sees a beautiful woman above the water, her eyes wide... was that fear? What was happening? Then the pain rushed through like fire.

It burned, and yet he felt like he was drowning and couldn't escape. Her and reached down and pulled him up. "Come now." She spoke quickly. He knew her.

"Talia."

"Yes, your story is not yet over, Jason." She spoke in that beautiful middle eastern accent of hers. Next they were running, he had so many questions.

"Whats happening!" He called to her as they reached a cliff-side and she shoved a duffle bag in his hands. "You are unavenged! Do not go back to him, learn before you react." She spoke quickly, dragging him up and kissing him fully on the lips before shoving him off the cliff. Him and the bag falling as she turned and ran the other way. Jason watched the world spin around him....

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[hititwithacrowbar]

There where many nights Jason would come home bruised or bleeding and simply shrug it off. Never talking about where the marks came from, but they always healed fast. He looked to Al, his kitten like friend. Hard to believe the boy was an adult, he reminded him of Kori at times that loving opptimisim that Jason had never had in his years back.

He listened to Al, and nodded. "Thank you, Al. I hate remembering this. Your right though between Roy and Ed, I'm not sure whose more stubborn. But, at the time I honestly thought Harper was going to die..."

As he said if the blonde came barging out 'Your lucky Bruce votched for you. If it was up to me your ass would be in a jail cell.' split into two people the one against the wall by Al, the other shifting to meet the blonde trying to puff himself up to look bigger, and meaner. 'You wanna step up I ain't in the mood, Queen.'

The two start to argue, until the man Jason called Queen made it clear he couldn't even remember Jason's name. Demanding to know what happened to -his boy- Jason started to share a story quickly told of him, a woman named Kori who he explained was Roy's girlfriend and him fighting terrorists in a New Orleans swamp and things went real bad. Kori had done this to Roy. A loud noise came from inside Roy's room as the two men charged for the door...

The Jason next to Al looked down to him. "Don't let that paint your view. Kori wasn't well. She didn't mean for this to happen. We were all in a bad way." He explained a hint of shame rarely heard in his tone.

[alkahestic]

"You look so young there..." The words were murmured as he watched the scene play out. Despite what he said, he knew that children thrust into the roles of adults could handle a lot more than most people would realize. He'd seen his brother do it, recalled the way Ed had dealt with so much, shouldered so much, and the way Jason tried to remain strong even when it seemed his friend was dying. Al could only think about everything he'd done to bring Ed back after he died.

But the thought was quickly thrown as the explosion rocked the hallway. He watched as the men, the memory version of Jason and the other man, ran into the room. Biting his lip, he nodded. He didn't know much about this Kori, but Al knew better than anyone to not judge others on appearances or first meetings.

"Was she trying to protect you guys?" he asked, looking up at Jason.

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Jason couldn't help the chuckle that escape as he looked to memory version of him. Then to Al a soft look on his features as he watched himself and Oliver burst through the door. "This was maybe two years ago at best. I've aged a bit since then. Drinking does that." He admitted. "I just turned twenty three a few months ago." He was young but a hard life and hard living had aged him

Something like smoke leaked from the room as the two large men held the doors. Inside was a large woman with long white hair. Roy's burns almost all look healed as she smiled at the memory Jason. The two talked a moment which left the memory going.

"Kori? Yes and no, she was very sick and we didn't know it yet. See, Kori isn't human she's an alien, she didn't mean to hurt Roy. They were very much in love. This." He motioned to the girl talking to the memory of him. "Is Essence, by very first love. She saved Roy's life that night. As soon. As I was sure Roy was fine I went to get Kori and bring her home." He wondered if Al had figured out that he lied about being in the army yet.

[alkahestic]

"You're not that much older than me, then," Al murmured, but further thought on the subject was diverted by the view of the woman in the room. Al wasn't sure what to make of her. She was so tall and had such long hair, but radiated power in a way that reminded Al of when his brother had accidentally activated a massive amount of unfinished Philosopher's Stone. Only this woman was apparently in complete control, whereas Ed at that time had been beyond control.

Shaking his head of those thoughts, he refocused on the memory and of what Jason was telling him. It was soon becoming clear that something was off and for a few seconds Al chewed his lower lip before vocalizing it.

"You lied. That time, about being in the army," he said softly, not wanting to directly accuse Jason of anything.

[hititwithacrowbar]

"I feel a lot older." He spoke with a slight shrug watching as the memory seemed to slowly fade off as Jason in the memory turned and ran through the doors, a set of keys in his hand. The Jason standing next to Al looked a little ashamed as the younger spoke his observation.

"Yeah, I do that." He admitted as he ran a hand through his hair. "What I do for a living you take to your grave, no one can know." Everything swims around them the scene changing to a rooftop, everything around them was dirty a bunch of men standing around tied up with jackets over them as a helicopter landed. as soon as one man started talking Al would know that voice.

"I'm a vigilante, I fight, and often kill bad guys." He spoke knowing how bad this was about to look as it played out.

[alkahestic]

Following the younger Jason wit his eyes, he watches as he takes off before turning to the regular Jason. After hearing what he had to say, Alphonse jerked his head toward the sound of Jason's voice. The mask... it made him pause before he looked up at Jason again.

The look reminded him so strongly Scar that Al couldn't help but wonder what had happened in his past for Jason to seek vengeance.

"Those other two men in the masks. Were they bad guys?" he asked, frowning as the scene unfolded. By the way Jason spoke at the end, it seemed he knew them. And if anything, the way he was running, it seemed like he was the criminal.

[hititwithacrowbar]

The Jason standing next to Al watched in a bit of disappointment as the images changed. "Of course..." He muttered, he had been lucky enough to avoid anyone seeing his hot mess days. Looking at his old outfit, the lack of finesse in his movements. His days blinded by rage and grief for his own losses.

It takes a second before he realizes that Al asked a question, as it sinks in he looked almost offended. "Fuck no, that's Batman and Nightwing." A touch of defensiveness in his voiced, wondering if Ed hadn't told Al the things he had learned, but Ed was a good guy of course he kept his secrets. "Batman is Gotham's hero, Nightwing was his first sidekick. The first Robin..." He looked to Al then. "I was the second Robin. That's my family..." The last bit had a touch of uncertainty. "You can judge me for this if you want, Al, but there's a lot of history you don't know." He knew how it looked, but he wore a red bat on his chest now for a reason. Sure he'd bever be the golden boy that Grayson was, but he was one of B's chosen.

[alkahestic]

Al wasn't sure what to think of the entire situation. Fighting one's family... it's not like he and Ed haven't had their arguments before, but this was on a whole other level. Jason could've seriously injured a lot of innocent people and not just his family. It didn't make sense, but then again, a lot about Jason didn't make sense. He was an unknown quantity that Al was still trying to solve.

"I won't judge you, Jason. I don't really understand what's going on," he said, scratching at his cheek. "But you must've had a reason to fight your family that way.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason watched as he zoomed off on the bike, leaving Nightwing clearly injuries. Things seemed to just go hazy a moment as Jason stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, looking to Al only after a second.

"I was murdered at 15, Al." He spoke, having already told Ed, and having had a few others find out it was easier to tell Al. "I didn't come back right. I came back angry and wanting revenge, not only on the bastard that killed me, but on the man who let that bastard be free, which was the Bat. Were good now... mostly." He shrugged some. "I'll never really be part of the family again, but that's okay. I answer their calls when they need me and that's fine."

[alkahestic]

Ed hadn't told Al about Jason's secrets because even though the Elrics tend to tell each other just about everything, when it comes to other people's secrets and stories, they both operate under the idea that those kinds of things are not their place to share with others. So hearing that Jason had been murdered makes Al's jaw drop. His already wide eyes widen further and he shuts his mouth, swallowing hard. "But... if you died, how are you...?"

Alive, he wants to say, but can't seem to get the word past the lump in his throat. So far, Al only knows of cases like his and his brother's, but those had required alchemy. Jason's world, as far as Al knows, doesn't have alchemy like his and Ed's does. And people don't spontaneously come back to life.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason kept his eyes off of Al for now. Finding it easier to watch the nothing that slowly turned to night sky, endless stars fill the sky. two men talk quietly, one being Jason, sounds uncomfortable. The Jay next to Al, shifts uneasy. Great. It was like Al's question surfaced the memory.

"No one knows the how, it just happened. I dug myself up. Talia fixed me, I was broken... its hard to explain." He spoke next to Al as the car came to a stop and Jason stepped out after Batman