Thomas Wayne also known as the Batman collapsed to the gritty alley as the blood bubbled from his lips. The man's hazy eyes barely caught the heels of his wife walking away, laughing as if she had discovered the final answers to the insanity that consummed them both.
"You won't die tonight, Thomas. I plan to give us both a reason to smile again. I found him. Our Bruce will be with us again and we will be a happy family once more." she declared, dancing alone in the shadows of the alley. Pausing, the woman glanced towards the developing doorway through realities and frowned.
"I will of course have to deal with the other side of that coin. He will destroy my plans if I don't."
Martha Wayne had become the Joker on the one year anniversary of their son's death. She had cradled empty suits, prepared meals for three when it was only the two of them. Begged her husband to bring back their little boy until that night.
They'd both been lost then. He had become Batman and she had become the Joker.
Technology gave her an answer she finally wanted. Other realities where Bruce still lived and needed them. But, the Batman stood in the way of that happiness.
Struggled to his feet, Thomas moved towards Martha. To stop her from finding and destroying what little happiness Bruce had left.
"You cannot. Martha!" he called after her, stumbling into the portal after her. It was only after he came through that he bore witness to a boy in a costume so colorful driving a sword through her chest.
Only a yelled order from a dark shadow stopped the blow from becoming fatal and both the Batman and Joker of Flashpoint collapsed at the feet of Robin.