Author's Note: Hey I'm back with another Batfic. I've hit on a creative streak lately and thought I'd try this one out. I'll let you decide if its any good or not. Let me know what you think.

Saving Jason

"So what seems to be the trouble today Jason?" the physicist asked.

A young red haired man looked apathetically back at the doctor from his couch. Rather than lying down like most individuals Jason sat up on the edge with his body doubled over while he gave the doctor a bored glance.

"What more is there to say? I hate my father." he said in a low voice. The elder gentleman scribed his notes as he continued.

"A lot of people have issues with their parents. I'm sure yours are no different." The doctor affirmed.

"You couldn't be farther from the truth." He told him.

"All right then let's start at the beginning, what are your earliest childhood recollections?" the shrink asked. Jason sighed and adverted his gaze while the good doctor watched his movements.

"I grew up on the streets." He said. The doctor arched an eyebrow looking beyond his notepad and then continued.

"Go on." he said.

"I did everything I could to get by, it was just me y'know?" he shrugged.

"I see and what all did you resort to doing to stay alive?" the doctor asked.

"Stole, borrowed, brawled you name it. My parents were never around." he said.

"And so this ties into your hatred of your father?" the man asked.

"Kind of yes…and kind of no." he said shifting position bringing his leg up to his chest.

"What do you mean?" the doctor asked.

"I never knew my biological father and ran out on my mom at a young age. My issues have nothing to do with them." he said.

"Then who?" the doctor asked.

"The man that adopted me…Bruce Wayne." He answered.

"The Bruce Wayne?" he asked. The young man nodded.

"He has adopted quite a few children over the years I understand." The doctor noted.

"That's putting it lightly." He said.

"And you had to compete with your brothers and sisters?" he asked. A smile came to Jason's face as he thought about it.

"Oh yeah, I competed with them all right, especially Dick my eldest brother. It's funny y'know? The guy was hardly even there and yet I was always being compared to him. I was good enough, fast enough. The old man tried to mold me into his image." He said wistfully.

The doctor was a bit concerned by his revelation and once again looked beyond his notes at the troubled young man that sat before him in his office.

"And that is where this issues are born from?" he concluded.

"You got it." he said matter of fact.

"I see. Jason were you ever…abused as a boy?" the doctor asked leaning forward in his chair.

"The only beatings I ever took were on the street. No, Bruce never raised a hand against me…but at the same time he was so cold…treated me like I was second best which I was…in his eyes. He never said it, but I could tell I would never be the Robin he wanted me to be." He said.

"Your still having delusions." The doctor noted.

"Call it what you want doc, I wont deny it…cause I know you wont believe me. No one would, at least no one outside the family." Jason stated.

"Jason…" the doctor said removing his glasses.

"Bruce Wayne isn't Batman, he's a philanthropist. Why would he of all people want to run around Gotham in a Batsuit?" the doctor asked concerned.

"I don't know doc, you tell Me." he said gazing back at him.

"And this claim that you were killed by the Joker and then mysteriously returned to life. Don't you find most people would find that hard to believe?" he asked concerned.

"As a matter of fact, yeah I do." he stated.

"And now you've taken this new vigilante identity as the Red Hood and have hunted criminals in order to prove your better than your father…the Batman." He asked making sure he had all of his facts straight.

"That's the gist of it." he said without question. The doctor narrowed his eyes at Jason certain he was having another delusion.

"Jason I'm afraid we're going to have to cut this short today. I appreciate your insight, maybe someday we'll be able to figure out what is wrong with you." the elderly man said standing up and was joined by Jason.

"Somehow I sincerely doubt that." he told him point blank.

"Well I'm still hopeful that we can. It was nice talking to you Jason." He said shaking his hand.

"Yeah…you too." He muttered. A buzzer sounded as two men came in and escorted him out of the shrink's office.

The young man scuffled along as the two men carried him back to his cell with an arm locked around each of them. The pair maintained a firm grip on the young man while he thought to himself silently. They arrived back at his cell a few minutes later and ushered him in before locking the door behind him, once the cell was locked he sat on the bench and dealt with the doldrums that was prison life. Another uneventful day stuck behind bars. It was ironic, locked up with the very people he fought with and hated. Some would argue that he became that which he hated; others would say he'd always been one of them. It didn't really matter now, he knew the best way to get rid of crime was to exterminate it. As much as he wanted to believe he wasn't insane…there'd be that small part of him that knew he was. The sound of fast approaching footsteps pulled him from his thoughts as he was met with the sight of a rotund African-American lady in business attire.

"Are you Jason Todd?" the woman asked.

"Who wants to know?" he grumbled.

"How would you like to try for a get out of jail free card?" she asked. He raised an eyebrow at the heavyset woman and looked at her fully.

"Do I know you?" he replied warily.

"My name is Dr. Amanda Waller and you are hereby remanded into the United States' service under the authority of Task Force X." she said.

"The Suicide Squad?" he asked changing posture. Glancing at her for a moment he narrowed his eyes and replied.

"I'm not a criminal."

"That's not what your record says. Look at it this way Jason you can either serve the rest of your term here in Arkham, or you can have it expunged from the record and be out today. The choice is yours Jason." The woman told him.

"Like I want to be stuck in this rat hole. To be honest I'd rather take my chances here than me wrangled into one of your missions. After all Joker, Two-Face and all the others break out of here eventually. Besides last time I checked heroes only serve on the Squad if their absolutely needed." He said surprising Waller.

The portly woman narrowed her eyes at the delinquent.

"But you don't want to try for amnesty? Not even the chance to set things right with the Bat?" she asked trying to sway him.

"They don't care about me." he said.

"They care about you more than you realize." She told him. He was silent before answering.

"How many missions do I have to serve?" he asked looking back at her.

"One. And I'll do all that I can to put you back in good standing with the hero community as well as Batman's." she told him. Todd smirked.

"You can't keep that promise." He said knowingly.

"You don't know what I can and cant do." she smiled back.

"One mission and I'm done." he said.

"Deal." She told him. The jail cell was opened and Jason stood up.

"You'll be back in costume in no time." she told him.

Author's Note: This was sort of a spur of the moment deal. I'm not even sure about this one to be honest, if its any good or not. I just want to gauge a reaction and see if anyone likes it. Let me know if your intrestred and you'd like to see more. I dont think this angle has been taken before with Jason. I guess we'll see.

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Green Gallant.