Prologue: Those Who Don't Learn from History, Are Doomed To Repeat It!
May 16th 2017, 11:30 PM:
Gotham Docks, North Warehouse 4:
It was the average Gotham night, cold, wet, horrid. Of course, since this is Gotham, a certain dynamic duo would be out keeping the streets from criminal underworld. Not this night however, on this night in Gotham one half of the dynamic due, was about to have his last night.
"OUCH!" Robin cried out in pain, as the crowbar came down on his hip.
"Wow! That looked like it really hurt," the Clown Prince of Crime said, in a surprisingly calm tone, "Tell me birdie, how are you feeling?"
Robin gasped for air and mustered up a, "I've had worse."
The smile on Joker's face fell off, that comment had angered the clown. "Oh really? Well, I suppose I will have to try harder then won't I," Joker spay, with that he raised the crowbar above his head and bought it down on Robin's back, "Now, how did that feel buttercup?"
Tim put on a smile and squeaked out, "Go to hell you mental bastard!"
A frown came over Joker's face and he began to hit Robin repeatedly with the crowbar, without even showing a hint of remorse. Within seconds, Robin began to lose conciousness. All he could think was, 'Why hasn't anyone come to save me? Bruce? Dick? Barbara? Cassie? Bart? Anybody?' But nobody was coming, Robin was done for, deep down he knew that, he was going the same way as Jason did.
Before he lost all conciousness, he could here the Joker laugh and say, "It's like they say, Those who don't learn from history, are doomed to repeat it."
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They had lost him, let him get near the Joker and let Joker get to him. He wasn't going to lose another one, not another son to that maniac. They all were rushing towards the warehouse, it had taken them days to find him, days to find where Joker had taken him. Batman, Nightwing and Batgirl all trying to save him, but alas it was to no use.
Just as the warehouse was in sight, the building exploded it millions of pieces and debris was scattered everywhere. Nightwing loudly shouted out, "NO! Timmy!" Despite the flames, the three heroes searched through the wreckage, in search of the boy wonder.
"Batman, Nightwing come quick!" Batgirl said with a cry. As they gathered around Batgirl, there lay the mangled broken body of the young hero. Before Batman had the chance to do anything, Nightwing picked up the body of his little brother.
"Nightwing put him down, you are risking injuring him," Batman warned Nightwing.
"Injure him, are you fucking serious Bruce, he is done for already, all because you let him deal with the bank robbery on his own, did you actually think he could take out Joker and Harley Quinn on his own?" Nightwing snapped at Batman, he had lost two brothers now thanks to Batman's carelessness.
"I didn't tell him to go, he went by himself, we had a..."
"Oh let me guess, you had an argument and he went off to prove something to you and everyone else, a lot like Jason did!" Nightwing screamed at Batman.
"Guys, shut up! He is not dead yet, for fuck sake, get him to the Batcave!" Batgirl shouted at the top of her lungs.
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June 16th 2017, 1:30 PM:
Gotham City Church:
Everyone dressed in black, with a red rose over their heart. Justice League, Young Justice and all members of the Bat family were present at the funeral. Everyone came and saw Tim's final farewell. Many tears were shed on that day, but after that it was done, Dick and Bruce didn't see eye to eye and even Cassie was looking to move on.
At the end of the day, what happened, happened. You have to move on with life, its what Tim would of wanted.
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June 15th 2017, 11:30 PM
Gotham City Morgue:
"That's Mr. Drake I believe, those are some nasty burns aren't they, nothing the Lazarus Pit won't make look better, put him in the bag and load him into the helicopter," Said the one and only Ra's al Ghul. The ninjas did as he said and took the body and placed into the body bag, before loading him into the helicopter. Ra's was surprised that the Detective hadn't noticed his presence in Gotham, perhaps he was to busy still attempting to track down the Joker, or maybe he was trying to keep his family together.
It really didn't matter to Ra's, Batman wasn't coming to stop him, he now had both Robin II and Robin III, ready to be bought back to live. Batman and his family would thank him for this, he would fix their family problems and make them happy again, dropping Damian off at the mansion two weeks ago, now bringing the fallen Robins back from the dead, he was saving Batman's family. With that thought, he and his 'crew' boarded the helicopter and took to the sky, ready to take Tim and Jason to the Lazarus Pit on Bosnia, ready to fix the Bat Family.
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May 1st 2018, 0:25 AM:
Gotham Slums:
Batman and Robin had been tracking down a prostitution ring recently, which they believe is being run by some newbies in Gotham called Shifty Davidson and Dirty Daniel. Despite their lack of experience, had managed to not get caught by Batman and Robin, but now Batman and Robin had found their hideout/brothel, now all they had to do is capture them, they don't expect there to be much resistance from the two men.
"Father, may I ask why we are not just crashing into the room and beating those two lowlifes to within an inch of their life?" Robin asked.
Batman let out a sigh and replied, "Because, they are going to be terrified and give up immediately, serve a few years in Blackgate and never commit another crime again."
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Batman and Robin walked through the door's of the brothel, shocked at what they saw before them. Davidson and Daniel propped up in chairs, covered in blood, with holes in their heads. "What happened here?" Batman said in his normal emotionless tone.
"It would appear Father that we were not the only one tracking these two down, I must say this is an interesting approach, whoever did this is not even trying to cover up their tracks."
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The Batcave, 03:15 AM
Bruce sat in his chair, about to review camera footage from the brothel murders. He pulled up the camera footage and let it play, the footage revealed many interesting things.
What it revealed was interesting. It started with Davidson and Daniel counting money when the glass from the ceiling came crashing down, startling the pair. Then Two men, both around 6ft tall, both wearing black jeans, white T-shirts and a black and white biker jacket. There was one difference in clothing, one had a red hood and red helmet, the other had black helmet and a red X painted on his helmet.
They both had dual handguns, which there were no match for, leading for Batman to believe they were home-made. They didn't give Davidson and Daniel the chance to beg they mercilessly slaughtered them, pumping both of them with at least 10 bullets in the head. Bruce couldn't help but find this disturbing, although their death was quick, it was gruesome.
"Father what are you doing?" Damian asked.
Bruce got out of his thoughts and answered, "I'm looking over the camera footage of the murders at the brothel earlier."
"And, what did you find?" Damian said eagerly.
Bruce shifted before answering, "There were two of them, both men around 6ft tall, highly trained, they fired over 20 bullets each, all with the intent to kill, they showed no hesitation and mercy, both wore identical clothing apart from, one of them had no hood and an X painted on his helmet, after the killings, they took all the money and gave it all to the prostitutes before leaving the scene."
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Crime Alley, 4:00 AM
"They did come to the brothel."
"Of cause they did, in for quite a shock weren't they?"
"Nothing they hadn't seen before, maybe a bit more grizzly than most murders."
"They would of seen the camera footage by now."
"Good, they should know who we are, but not who we are under the helmets."
"They will never suspect us."
"Why would they? They think we are buried in the cemetery."
"We will get are revenge on them soon, for not saving us."
"For replacing us."
"That wasn't my fault the first time."
"I know."
"The most important reason of cause."
"For not killing him."
"Soon he will be dead."
"I do hope he can breathe in that closet, I want to see him die."
"Batman will kill him, he will kill the Joker and finally make Gotham safe," said a vengeful Tim Drake.
"If not, we will kill Joker, then the Batman," said a vengeful Jason Todd.