Rose Wilson groaned as she tried to sit up. Just a couple of months ago she had stabbed her eye out, and she wanted revenge on her dad for making her do that to herself. She had gotten in a fight with him and it turned physical, and Rose got hurt.
Now she was lying on the sidewalk waiting to slowly, painfully die. Her dad shot her in the shoulder and then beat the living daylights out of her. How was she going to survive this?
After trying to get up a third time she hissed, "Gosh, that hurts," and tried to support herself by propping up on one elbow. She was so focused into trying to help herself that she didn't even notice the man decked head to toe with guns that was coming her way.
"You need some help?" the man asked her. After Rose looked at him, she knew exactly who he was. The mysterious Red Hood that Batman has been trying to track down for months now. She's heard of how he overrule Black Mask and is now in charge of all the drug dealers.
That was pretty impressive for a newbie.
Rose had to admit that she needed help but she didn't want his help. She could support herself. Besides, just because she was a woman didn't mean that a man had to help her. That's saying that all women can't take care of themselves.
Red Hood scoffed, "Ok then, help yourself." Rose was finally up but when she tried to stand on two feet she fell right back down. After landing right on her butt she could only say one word, "Please."
Red Hood laughed and she knew he was going to make her beg. "What was that?" he asked her playfully, not aware of her bloody shoulder. Gently sitting up, her back against the wall Rose put her head into her hands.
Her hair was now on only one side of her shoulder making it visible to Red Hood that her other shoulder was hurt. And bloody. Very, very bloody. Red Hood eyes widened as he saw the wound, "Come on, you're losing too much blood." He said to Rose as he picked her up in his arms.
"No I'm not, I'm fine," Rose muttered under her breath but she knew for a fact that she was losing too much blood and that she would pass out soon if it wasn't bandaged up.
"Who did this to you?" Jason asked her while taking his jacket and wrapping it around her wound. Before Rose passed out she was able to say one word that would give Jason all the information he needed.
"Deathstroke."
Yes, yes I'm a very horrible person for having around 7 stories at once. I think I'm really serious about this because it contains one of my favorite shippings: Rose and Jason. I don't know why I love the two but to tell you the truth, I ship Jason with any girl possible. I ship him with Artemis, Jade, Starfire, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, the list can go on forever. Honestly, Jason just needs someone to be there for him. Someone to be loyal to him. Some like Rose. I'll update once I get 5 reviews which I'm not really expecting to get.