Jason Todd Death Novels & Stories

“I need to take this.” Julian nodded once. “Of course.” I stepped a few feet away, near the glass window overlooking the street. “Hey, Jess,” I answered. “Sienna… have you heard?” “Heard what?” I asked, confused. There was a small pause before she spoke again. “Jason is dead.” “What?” I basically screamed. People around stared at me, I quickly lowered my voice. “What happened?” I asked. “He was stabbed,” she said. “One of the inmates attacked him during recess. They said it happened last night.”

As far as she knew, there had never been any news reports about his personal life. “I was married. Also through an arranged marriage. After a year of marriage, my wife passed away from an illness.” Jason said briefly. “Stomach cancer.” "I'm sorry. I truly didn't know.” Jason smiled and exhaled softly. “It's okay. That was seven or eight years ago. It doesn't mean I can't forget it. But she was a very good girl. At first, I didn't want to rush into finding a replacement. But then time just passed until now.” Jason chuckled softly.

Every few seconds, he'd check his Rolex watch, a nervous tic that made his son Elvis want to scream. Twenty-six hours. The Wraith should've informed them already a few hours ago about Jason's death. The fact that he hadn't called them yet, and neither was he reachable, worried Elvis the most, because he he knew what he had been fearing might be the case here. "He's dead." Elvis's voice cracked like a teenager's. He slumped deeper into the wingback chair. His arms still useless about after Jason had made it his way and his casted leg propped on an ottoman. "That psychopath,

Chris' eyebrows went up. “Dead? When? How?” “Yes, five years ago.” “I am sorry to hear that, how did it happen?” “She did something foolish like some kids do and it took her life.” “What did she do?” Chris asked, eyes narrowed. “I don’t want to get into it. I would rather forget the bad memory.” Jason snapped. “I understand. But it never made the news, not even on social media. Why is that? You are a big name in town, the death of your daughter would have made news.”

- Report to the CSU from across the line. - Whatever it is. Tell me. - You felt the spine of your back shiver. - The fingerprint of the phone we found at the scene, the information accessed, everything indicates that we have the killer under our eyes, someone who infiltrated without raising suspicion.... - He paused while the commander’s eyes were filled with tears. - I’m very sorry Petter, but John Martinez is Andy’s killer. - concluded.

A staff member takes my bag and coat, and I walk toward the sound. Jason is on the sofa, laptop open, the news playing as background noise to his work. He looks up as I appear in the doorway, and his expression immediately softens. "Hey," he says. "How was…" And then the anchor's voice cuts through the room, sharp and clear. "…found dead in his hotel room this morning. Former media executive Gerald Vance, sixty-three, was discovered by hotel staff at approximately seven-fifteen AM. Police are not ruling out foul play at this—"

The night before our SAT, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, my phone screen lit up. I received a text from an unknown number. [Tomorrow at 6:30 a.m.. Leaving for the testing center. Your sister disappears.] I stared at the screen, my heart jolting. I did have a twin sister, Molly Young, and we were both scheduled to take the test the next day. But what a pathetic prank. I tossed my phone aside, turned over, and went back to sleep. The next morning, we had barely left the driveway when Molly suddenly cried out beside me. “Oh no, I forgot my admission ticket.” “Dad, pull over! I need to go back and get it.”

Swallowing the rest of her words, she asked instead, "Ben, has Jason been sentenced yet?" Benjamin replied, "He was sentenced a couple of days ago. He was executed by lethal injection today. I pulled some strings and even saw his body… I wanted to tell you about it but changed my mind because I didn't know how you'd take the news." Jason died by lethal injection today? Natalie didn't think Jason would be sentenced to death and be executed so quickly.

I asked, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. "I wish he was alive, but he died because of a drug overdose," Jason replied solemnly. "Bloddy Addict, I could never forgive him for what he did; he tortured Aria, our child. He beat her and traumatized her so that she lost her voice and was afraid to speak for years," Jason explained, his voice filled with anger and sorrow. "I would have killed him myself if he hadn't died first."

The disappointment was clear on her face; the moment Jessica spotted her, she knew that Jordan did not let her in. "He's not going to shut you out forever... don't worry. Give him a couple of days," Jessica told Aubrey, who just nodded in response. "Anyway, you look tired. Get some rest. Trust me, we all need it," Aubrey mumbled as the two of them rested their bodies on Jessica's queen-sized bed. Things were never going to be the same, they all needed to embrace themselves for the downfall they were about to take. ____________________________________________________________________________ Jason is dead. Josh is devastated. How do you think this will affect him?