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The sun shone brightly as he hovered just over the horizon, as Jason sat at the window. It was so close. Just a few more hours until nightfall. Jason itched to get out of the stuffy mansion, but Bruce wanted to keep him close. He couldn’t risk another monster on the streets of Gotham after all. Even if Jason had full control over the transformation, he was reckless and violent at the best of times. It made him a liability to the Batman and the whole of Batman Inc. The very thought of the stupid group made Jason groan as he ran a hand down the glass window, his mind wandering back to the night it had all started.
Prison hadn’t been a picnic the first time through, so the second time had only been worse. Solitary only held him for so long before the Warden had no choice but to put him into the general population. Sure Jason was hell bent on beating the snot out of every single scumbag Blackgate had, but he was holding back. He wanted out of this shit hole and back out into the city. So he held his tongue, kept his anger in check, and even listened as his roommate rambled on and on about the moon and needing to get out. Jason paid no attention to him as his ranting got worse. Jason had only threatened him once, to which he’d only gotten a vague “you’ll be sorry” before the man had fell asleep. Jason just scoffed at that. He was sorry for lots of shit, but telling off the psycho he was roomed with wasn’t one of them.
Jason awoke with a start. Something warm and wet, was to close to him. He lashed out, and found his arms pinned to the bed instantly. A low throaty growl of a laugh ghosted over Jason’s face as he eyes finally adjusted to the light. Laying on top of him, was a man. Or well what Jason had assumed was once a man, as he now looked like an overgrown dog person. The beast growled again as he noticed Jason’s eyes focused on him.
“I did warn you, Hood.” The voice was rough, but Jason knew it. His roommate. His fucking roommate was a damn werewolf! How was his luck this shitty? Jason tried to kick out, and by some miracle he was able to buck the wolf off of him. He scrambled up and backed up towards the bars. “This would be more fun if you could run. But as you can’t, just give in. I’ve been starved for a mate for too long. The others...” The beast laughed as he lunged at Jason. Jason dodge out of the way and cracked his shoulder into the toilet. He reached out to hold his shoulder as it throbbed and in that second was caught by his throat. “The others didn’t have your fight. Your training. You’ll survive the bite. I’m sure of it.” Jason didn’t stand a chance as the beast bit down on his neck, nearly ripping his throat open. The scar already gracing his throat looked like a paper cut in comparison. Before he passed out, Jason knew the beast was molesting him. Cooing at him and nuzzling his muzzle into Jason’s neck. “Soon you’ll be all mine. Forever.”
When Jason woke up, it was to the bright blue eyes of Dick Grayson. He didn’t look pleased, but he rarely ever did when he looked at Jason. Jason tried to ask why he was there, and found he couldn’t talk. His throat was wrapped up in bandages and pain was licking at his every nerve.
“Random chance had us coming to check on you last night. That... thing. It tried to kill you.” Dick’s voice had softened and Jason wanted so badly to correct him. But Dick had just went on. Talking about how Tim had wanted to leave him to the prison medical staff, how Damian had tried contacting Talia, and how Bruce had made the decision to bring Jason home. Jason wouldn’t be returning to the prison, because he was now cursed. He had closed his eyes then and willed the pain to knock him out. He could be a murderer, he could be a criminal, and whatever villain his family needed. But he couldn’t stomach being a monster, not like this.
Jason grinned as he turned from the window. His memories always got him down, but then again, his life wasn’t all sunshine and daisies. As the door to his room opened, he twitched. Tim was there with a small smile on his face.
“Ready to head out?” Jason jumped from the window sill as his eyes changed from human to wolf. His teeth lengthened, as did his nails. His hair fluffed out at the same time his ears disappeared and reappeared above his head. Tim was watching the transformation as he always did, with a smirk. He knew that it still caused Jason all kinds of pain to fully transform, and Tim liked seeing that pain. It was why he had agreed to keep an eye on Jason.
Jason stalked past Tim and jumped down from the second story. He didn’t need the lines and the protection any longer. He was stronger now, faster, and had so many advanced senses he didn’t need any of the bat goodies. As he ducked down into the cave, he heard Tim swing down and follow him.
Tonight, Red Wolf would be leading the patrol, and if Red Robin had anything to say about it... well wolves weren’t picky on what they eat.