Born From the Flames

The name's Jason Todd, or at least... it used to be. Things get a little fuzzy when death keeps spitting you back up. [Independent Earth 3 AU Jason Todd blog. Please read bio and about. Occasional NSFW may occur, all posts will be tagged as such.]

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“Jason.” Kyle grinned, an almost feral gleam in his eyes. “I missed you.”

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“Did you really?” Jason asked, one eyebrow rising, his expression somewhere between teasing and curiosity. 

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“Tell me something, dear. Have you ever had a really bad day?”

If the question hadn’t been coming from someone, who Jason was fairly sure was capable of literally tearing him in half, he would have laughed. As it was, he nodded, expression carefully respectful. 

“Yes. Several dozen of them. Why d’you ask?”

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“You’re not going anywhere”

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Frowning, Jason looked down at the hand gripping tight at his wrist. He subtly shifted, testing his brother’s grip. Well, he certainly wasn’t going anywhere unless he planned on dragging Dick with him, or breaking a few of his fingers to get free. He let out a breath and looked at the older man, head cocked to on side.

“And why not?”

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“Don’t call me that! That’s not who I am!”

Expression pained, Jason stepped back, watching Dick closely. He had never seen him like this, so torn up. 

“But it is,” he insisted slowly. “Dick, it doesn’t matter what Thomas did, you’re still my brother.”

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“I want you to imagine a city. A city broken and crushed under our feet. Take that picture. Hold onto it. Go make it happen.”

Grimacing, Jason shifted a little uncomfortably. “What city?”

The image was far from appealing. He didn’t mind a bit of chaos from time to time, or even blowing up a few buildings for the hell of it. The death that came from the destruction gave him pause though. Still, the order was coming from his brother, so he wouldn’t dream of turning it down. 

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“You look spooked.”

“You sound just like him.”

“You will bring death to all who follow you.”

“There is no savior. No hope.”

“This ends tonight.”

“I want you to imagine a city. A city broken and crushed under our feet. Take that picture. Hold onto it. Go make it happen.”

“Time to die.”

“I had him in my sights! I could have ended it right there!”

“What’s the matter? Lost for words? I expected more…. I’m hurt.”

“You can’t hide from me! I will hunt you down!”

“There’s no helping me!”

“Don’t pretend to understand!”

“Don’t call me that! That’s not who I am!”

“Look me in the eye and say that.”

“Stop! Stop talking to me!”

“You did this to me!”

“Nice of you to say, but you of all people should know, there’s plenty wrong with me. “

“Tell me something, dear. Have you ever had a really bad day?”

“It’s been you this whole time.”

“You don’t have to worry about us, or feel responsible. We’re fighting with you, not for you, ok?”

“No where to run. No where to hide. You’re all alone.”

“Do you see them? All the monsters you created.”

“Nature always wins.”

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Immediately she leaned into his embrace at the feel of his arm around her. All she wanted to do was curl into him and cry. To feel some sort of warmth. Anything at all. But she refused to cry…right now at least and contented herself with leaning on him. 

“-I just feel a little bad just dropping in on you like this. I just…wanted to be around someone nice.”

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Gently rubbing her back, Jason drew her close, pulling her inside, letting the door shut behind them. “Well, you came to the right person.”

He was too nice, that was what they always said. He was the soft one, the weak one, the one that was going to get taken advantage of. And maybe it was true. There had been attempts to harden himself, to close down and shut out the world, but he couldn’t do it. Not completely. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

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“-what the hell did I do this time?”

Because honestly the list could go on forever as far as offenses towards Jason. And then even longer to people in general. He could feel Jason’s hand on his chest keeping him pressed to the wall as his teeth continued to dig into the skinof his neck. Grimacing he shifted against the wall before trying to bring his ownhands up to push him away.

                     “Really, Jace. A reason before you do something would be fantastic.”

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“-you’ve always sucked at lying anyways.” He knew this was a very bad sign. He could barely keep up with the conversation as his hair was being pulled tautly and lips moving against the skin of his neck. He really wondered when the hell people figured out it was his neck. 

Something needed to be done about that. The moaning slipped more and more getting louder bit by bit as the fingers digging into Jason’s sides-stopped. Instead of digging he pulled the other closer, telling himself it was to gain leverage, but everything else screaming otherwise. 

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Eagerly, Jason pressed himself against Dick at the pull, pinning him in place with his larger form. That made things much easier, leaving both hands free to roam. One stayed tight in Dick’s hair. While personally, he liked things a bit softer, he was no by no means shy about the rough stuff, and he knew that was just how Dick liked to play.

His other hand slid under Dick’s shirt, nails scratching along his back. “Always forget how loud you can be, pretty bird,” he said, between sharp bites. He nipped his way roughly down Dick’s neck, leave spots that were sure to bruise or even bleed in his wake. 

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Jason hadn’t expected to wake up when he had lost consciousness. The mission had taken a bad turn. He had lost track of his partner, the Power Ring nowhere in sight as he fell to his knees and the world went dark.

But then he was moving, his eyes slowly flicking open to find arms around him, the warehouse long behind them. Shifting, he looped an arm around Kyle’s neck. “You came back?” he asked, uncertain why.

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“Please? I’m sorry.” It felt like she was always apologizing to him for something. Crying, talking too much, or saying the wrong thing. But she couldn’t help it when her tense form relaxed at the touch of his hands on her shoulders.

I’m so homesick. I just wanna die, Jason. “-I-I promise I won’t stay long. I just…wanted to be around someone.”

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Jason wrapped an arm around her shoulders as he gently pulled her inside. It was so rare that anyone in his family showed any trace of weakness or vulnerability, he wasn’t entirely sure just what to do here, but he could comfort her, or try to at least.

“You can stay as long as you want, I don’t mind. You don’t hafta apologize to me.”

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“-what the hell did I do this time?”

Because honestly the list could go on forever as far as offenses towards Jason. And then even longer to people in general. He could feel Jason’s hand on his chest keeping him pressed to the wall as his teeth continued to dig into the skinof his neck. Grimacing he shifted against the wall before trying to bring his ownhands up to push him away.

                     “Really, Jace. A reason before you do something would be fantastic.”

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“-not what I was hoping for.” He wanted somewhere out of camera sight. In a closed room. With zero chance of anyone at all walking in on him. He didn’t the risk. Sure people could be quieted, but then there was also the thing of them listening to a higher order. From the bigger boss.

Another quiet moan slipped at the feel of tongue before teeth bit down again. His fingers dug deeper into the other’s sides trying hard to keep his voice down. It was getting harder and harder every time. Everytime that Jason came after him like this it got worse, harder. Easier to slip. Easier to just let him do this. He knew his weaker points now and now he was crumbling. “A little hard when you keep biting me.”

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The little moans and each shift of Dick against him just spurred Jason on. If his brother really wanted him off as badly as he claimed there were ways to make that happen. But since there was no knife in his gut or knee jabbing him between the legs, obviously, Dick was playing up the discomfort. Always hat to keep up appearances.

He pressed closer, one hand sliding up into Dick’s hair and gripping tight, trying to force his head back. “Well, I’d say I’m sorry, but we both know that’s a lie,” he said, grinning against an already forming hickey before moving to leave another just under Dick’s chin. 

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“-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be here.”

It was late and it was also a miracle that she even remembered where Jason lived. But her apartment was cold and alone and slowly driving her insane just staying in that night, so the brunette was at his door wanting company. Ready to beg for it. He was the only warm person she had met in that deranged world.

“I just couldn’t stay at my apartment.” Its so cold.

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It wasn’t often that anyone came to visit him, well, at least for reasons other than missions. Expression a little lost, Jason pulled his door open wide and his hands went gently to her shoulders. 

“It’s alright, I don’t mind. D’you wanna come in?” he asked, stepping aside to make room for her to enter. 

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She had fallen. Again. For as many times in as many days she had been there. She couldn’t do the flips and acrobatics. She couldn’t fly like they could. She didn’t know why Owlman wanted her to learn all of this. She had a staff she could manage. Grudgingly do what he asked. Train. Fight. For him.

It was killing her. So she sat there on the floor staring at the bars while her staff sat a few inches away from her hands. Body trembling as she knelt there gasping trying to keep from bursting into sobs. He gave her a free time. To walk. And she chose to train. Burn off the anxiety coursing through her. She hated that choice.

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All owls had to learn to fly. No one was going to pick them up off the ground and give them a second chance out int he field. Weakness was not tolerated in the Syndicate, and failure was treated even more harshly. So new recruits usually didn’t last long for one reason or another. Of course, there were some that Owlman wanted to keep around, even just a little longer.

Which was why Jason made his way into the training room after watching the girl fall. Kind smile in place, he approached and knelt at her side, first aid kit tucked under one arm. “Hey, it’s alright, you were doing really well for a while there.”

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"So I hear someone has a sharing problem."

“And what do you mean by that, brother, dear?”

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Ethan pressed firmly up against Jason, biting and sucking and kissing along his neck. “If it’s that big a deal, I’ll heal it later,” he breathed. Hands sliding down Jason’s sides, he rocked his hips. “But right now, I need you.”

Jason opened his mouth to tell him that he didn’t mind a few bruises, in fact, he welcomed them, but his words were swallowed up by a groan that he couldn’t hold back. His hands slid down to grip tightly at Ethan’s hips, pulling him closer as he ducking his head to catch the shorter man’s lips with his own, kissing him roughly.