Jason Todd splashed some water on his face. He looked in the mirror. He almost didn't recognize himself anymore. How many years had it been since he had been in Gotham. He couldn't remember anymore. There was no room for memories. There was only vengeance and rage. He walked over to his closet and opened the ragged door. He was holed up in a run down apartment on the outskirt of the Narrows. No one questioned you here. He grabbed his red mask and put it over his eyes. He grabbed his metallic red hood and black biker jacket. He put the red hood on and pushed a small receded button on the side. Two eye holes slid open as he slung the jacket on. He went over the the window the overlooked the small dimly lit alley where his motorcycle was. He did a quick equipment check and lept out the window. He silently landed on his feet next to his bike. As he straddled the bike and put the keys in, he heard and faint rattling of chains behind him. He smiled under his hood as he turned around. Slowly sauntering towards him were three average sized guys. One had a length of chain, the other two with metal pipes. He got off his bike and faced the approaching thugs. "Well well. Looks like we got ourselves a wanna be masked man." The man with the chains smirked. "Looks like we're gonna have to show you what we do to masked men in this part of Gotham." As the last words escaped the man's lips, Jason unholstered his pistol from his boot and shot him in the knee. The man fell over in agony, clutching his shattered kneecap. "You're dead! Dead!" The man screamed as the other two men ran to attack. Jason quickly holstered his pistol and the first man swung the pipe over his head and down towards Jason. Jason put his arms up in an "X" and caught the pipe between his wrists. His gauntlets taking the brunt of the force. He quickly turned his hands around, grabbed the pipe and pushed the man into the other who was approaching. As the first man fell into the second one, Jason kicked him in the stomach, causing the pipe to come free from his grip. Jason pulled the pipe and spun it over his head and brought it sideways with a sickening "CRACK" against the man's skull. As the first one crumpled to the ground, Jason used the confusion to rush in and uppercut the second man in the nose. He felt his nose crunch under his fist and the man fell back in pain. Jason casually dropped the pipe and walked back to his motorcycle. He got on and sped off into the night. "Not even a decent work out." He thought to himself.