He shot from the bed like a bullet. He gasped for breath and clutched the sheets looking down at himself.
He groaned and tossed himself sideways on the bed, calming his breath as he twisted his body within the covers. The sweat from his head was dried by the pillow as he closed his eyes tightly trying to go back to sleep.
'Jason...'
The deep, growl-like voice in his head played over and over. He pulled the pillow from under to over his face.
"Get out... of my head!" he yelled and threw the pillow with rage.
He turned his head as the door creaked open. A head popped through the crack, one that glowed ferociously like a bright orange flame.
"Starfire?" he whispered and the door opened completely.
"You had another nightmare?" she spoke clearly as she opened the door completely.
Jason sat back up on the bed and rubbed his head. "Did I wake you?"
She shook her head, "I was already awake. Now answer my question, did you have another nightmare?"
He glanced at her and slowly slid his feet out of the bed, "Maybe. Kori, thanks for your worrying, but I'm fine. Do you mind?"
He didn't mean to sound rude or pushy, but usually after having that dream, he wanted to be alone. Kori knew this, and turned to leave as a response,
"You know you may speak to me whenever you would like."
He nodded as she closed the door. Of course he didn't hear her footsteps walk away because she was floating.
Jason debated on whether he was going to do something to take his mind off of it, or go back to bed. He decided he would do something.
He stood up and and exited his room. He walked toward the training room. Training was all he knew, killing was all he did, and forgotten was all he was.
He never bothered to think differently, even when his new found friends strongly told him otherwise.
'Jason Todd isn't anything more then a memory.'
"The Redhood is who I am now."