Jason Todd Death Novels & Stories

He took his own life. When the fame got out of hand and his personal life was not so personal anymore. Jason went into depression, but the papparazzi did little to nothing to leave him alone. He was a meal to then. That... kind of got into his head, until one day, his manager found him dead in his apartment, suffocated by poisonous gas. So many things came to my head. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to cry out. I wanted to tell him everything about Super Nova that happened after his death.

Not to give him the satisfaction. But I felt his eyes on me the whole way. Inside, I found a bathroom stall and locked myself in. I leaned against the door, breathing hard, my hands shaking. Jason's mom. Dead. And I couldn't even go to her funeral because Denver Williams wanted me dead too. I pulled out my phone. No messages from the Todd’s new number. No updates from Dad. Just silence. I typed to Toddquickly: I love you. Be safe today. Then I added:

I've had a long day and I will have someone to come pick it up for me. [Jason] I can't imagine the kind of trouble me and my little guy, Jimmy, has put you through and I sincerely apologize. Maybe we should go inside and we can see the doctor regarding your health, just to be sure and safe. Jason offered… but she declined saying to herself that the last thing she wants is another doctor reminding her about how much time she has left. [Lola] I think everything will be fine, it's not like I will die from internal bleeding or something.

Suddenly I start to question if all of this is real again or am I dreaming. "What the hell is wrong with the two of you!" Their father growled out, glaring at the both of them. "He's the reason why Ashley is dead!! He paid that mutt to kill her!" I jump as Jason kick Brandon in his face, knocking him back to the ground. "Why!!?" Jason glares down at Brandon, not looking away. I want to go over to Jason and try to calm him down, but I'm unable to move from this spot.

"And I found Jason's body on the floor, covered in blood. It was pooling around him... spreading. He wasn’t breathing, Master Charles. Jason is dead." The words hit me hard like a punch. "Jason is dead?" I repeated, the world seemed to tilt around me. My vision blurred at the edges as the reality of his words sank in. Jason was dead? He was our only lead, and now he was gone? This couldn't be happening. A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my hands trembled as if refusing to accept the words. "Are you sure? Did you check if he had any pulse, any sign of life? Did you check if he was still breathing?" I asked, my voice shaking.

It depressed him to know that such an amount of people fell sick each day. It may sound unbelievable but he never needed to visit a general hospital even at a younger age. But when Mason called the day before, informing him of Sean's attempt to take his own life, Jason dropped every feud between them and rushed to the sent location to find his best friend and brother in a critical situation struggling for his life. Jason had cried like never before, uncontrollable tears found their way down. The doctors claimed he overdosed on drugs and his heartbeat was close to flat. Mason who looked drained of color confirmed he visited Sean and found him unconscious in his room and thought he was already

And the Blaqk eagles scattered once again. He was at home when he received a call from Andy, letting him know that while they were cleaning up the rest of the northern mafia, they figured out that Jason was just a figure head. It was even more shocking that Jason just suddenly passed away in his cell; they did not know the cause, but they would after his autopsy. Ryan sprung up from his chair and fell into deep thought. “What’s wrong?” Eliza asked him, and he just made up a silly excuse. He sighed; he thought he could finally rest with Eliza. But if there was still a threat out there, he needed to take care of it unless Eliza would be in danger.

Jessica/tessa pov. “What?” I stared at Mikey in disbelief. “Jason is dead?” Mikey’s face was pale, his voice low. “Yes. Apparently… for a while now. They found his body this morning. He’s been gone for five days.” My hand flew to my mouth. The room tilted, sound fading into a distant hum. “Five days?” I whispered. “That can’t be right. He—he promised to report back.” I had been wondering why there’d been no word, no message. But dead? My chest tightened painfully.

“Tiffany, watch out!” But it was too late. Both cars collided that night. I woke up a few days later in the hospital with a fractured skull and a few bumps and bruises. Tiffany had broken her arm, and Jason died. According to the coroner’s report, Jason’s body slammed into the windshield. He wasn’t wearing a seat belt, and when the car jolted, he went through the glass window. Unfortunately, he got crushed between both cars and suffered massive internal bleeding. Jason died soon after arriving at the hospital.

Having already sustained injuries from his previous fights in the forest, '03 was at a disadvantage and got pretty beaten up as the man targeted his injuries, making them worse. Soon, '03 was bleeding out and very weak. The man made sure '03 wasn't going to make an attempt at standing up before walking over to where his gun was tossed to. But as he bent down to pick it up, a shot rang out. The bullet caught him on his neck, piercing through the other side and burying itself in a nearby tree. The body that bent down, never came up again. Jason's father went on his knees and died in a doggy position, never knowing what hit him.