Jason Todd=supernatural hunter. This is a slight crossover with Supernatural. Italics are thoughts.
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Jason's POV
I swear Bruce is oblivious…. Not only does he not notice my salt circles, entrapping symbols, guns, and books but he also hasn't noticed all the supernatural beings in Gotham, that I fight them, or the ones in the cases. World's greatest detective my ass. God, I'm acting like Dean… Dean is one of my cousins. He, his dad, and his brother, Sam, are the ones that taught me to hunt. For a while, they looked after me but then they started moving and there was a lawsuit against them… I was taken away. Then, Bruce adopted me and I came back to Gotham but I now knew what was really out there: monsters. Dean had showed me how to conceal a gun, make salt into bullets, make salt circle, and draw simple blocking and trapping circles. Sam had given me some books on the creatures and a bag to conceal myself from demons. Batman might be the face of Gotham's protection, but I am the one that deals with what he doesn't know about. I am Gotham's secret protector.
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I was out with Batman as Robin when I began to get a feeling that everything was about to go wrong. Something, one of the monsters, was coming for us. I always called that feeling my hunter sense. Me and B had just landed on a rooftop when I heard a woman's voice. "I am so proud of you, my son. Gotham's Dark Knight…"
Bruce and I turned and Bruce said "Mother?" No one was on the rooftop with us.
"Come on B… It was probably the wind…" I said, trying to get him away. I bet it's a crocotta!
"That's my mother, Jason! I have to…" He yelled at me then turned back and dropped into the alley.
"Come to me, son!" The haunting voice called.
Damnit Bruce. Can't you ever just once listen to me?! I quickly followed, jumping down at the mouth of the alley. I took out my gun that was loaded with rock salt bullets and crept farther back into the alley. I poked my head around the dumpster to see a crocotta pinning B to a wall by the bottom of his neck, sharp teeth getting closer and closer to B's neck. I could tell Bruce's eyes were open as I shot the crocotta in the head. B sunk to the ground, gasping for breath as the crocatta turned to me. Suddenly, he was right in front of me. My left hand flitted to my waist and grabbed my knife before stabbing the crocatta, twisting the hilt. The crocatta gasped before turning to dust in front of me.
I ran over to B, "B, you okay?"
He sat up and looked at me "What the hell was that?! You-you have a gun and a knife?!"
I sighed and said "Obviously, that wasn't human. It was a crocatta: a creature that can mimic any voice, shape-shifts, has superspeed, has superstrength, and eats people's souls. I've been hunting things like this since I was seven. I have two cousins, Sam and Dean, and my uncle, John, who are hunters. They took me in right after my mom died. They taught me to hunt and gave me some books on how to hunt, spells, charms, symbols, and different creatures. Luckily, I know what kills a crocotta so it didn't kill many people… Now, come on, let's get you home. The crocotta leaves you shaken up." I helped him up and we went back to the Manor.
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At the Manor
"Ahh, Master Bruce, Master Jason. Oh my, what happened?" Alfred came over to us as I helped Bruce, who was still shaky, out of the car.
"It-it sounded like my mother… It was her voice, used her voice…" Bruce sat on one of the medical tables but still looked distant. I walked over to my secret stash of candy and took out a Hershey's chocolate bar then walked back over to him.
"Here, it helps with the after-effects of a fight with one of them." I said, sitting next to him. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah… it sounded just like her…"
"As I said, it mimics voices perfectly."
He looked over at me "You said you've had it trick you before." He said. I nodded. "Who did it mimic for you?"
I looked down, "My mother. I-I don't even know if she is dead or not, but… it sounded exactly like her. The crocotta managed to catch me before Dean, Sam, and Uncle John figured it out." I undid my tunic and pulled it off my right shoulder to reveal the scarring. A large, red and white, mauled scar was just to the right of my collar bone. It took up between my shoulder to an inch or two from my neck and from my armpit to the top of my shoulder. Bruce and Alfred gasped. "Yeah, it's ugly… That's when I got into the business. Sam, Dean, and Uncle John killed the bitch and when I said that I wanted in, they taught me. Once you experience something like that, you can't go back. I came back to Gotham and saw the monsters everywhere. At first, probably about half of our cases are one of the creatures but now, they show up once or twice a week."
"You've done well… but you're right. Once you see one of them, you can't go back." I turned to look at Bruce, confused as to what he was talking about. "I want you to teach me. I want you to teach me how to hunt them and what they're like."
I looked at him, trying to see a hunter in him. There it was. "Okay. Your training starts tomorrow." I got up and went to change before going to bed.
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The End. So Bruce is now a hunter… I wonder how that will work out. Please review!
