Yes, I know its been a loong time since I update this! Sorry! :P
Anyways, some announcements about this chapter: I don't wanna spoil anything, but something 'unfortunate' does happen to the Joker. Most of the dialogues (especially the ones Joker said) were taken directly from the show. Copyright: DC COMICS! I tried to change things up a bit near the end though, I hope you guys enjoy reading it!
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Batman rounded a few corners; hot on the Joker's trail when suddenly a small yellow bomb sporting a crooked smiley face, rolled out from under the medical table Joker was riding on. Heading straight in Batman's direction. The dark knight leapt out of the way and wrapped his Kevlar lined cape around his body, shielding himself from the bits of falling debris. When he lowered the covering, Joker was gone. Instead, the clown left behind a trail for Batman to follow.
A trail of broken pieces from Robin's birdarangs.
Bruce picked up a piece and clenched it tightly in his fist as anger boiled within him. He followed the trail and eventually found himself standing in front of a entrance of a big theater-like room. Rows of red clothed chairs lined the walls.
Bruce took a few steps forward and began scanning the room as rain poured and lighting cracked outside. The light flashed in, illuminating the room, through the glass windows near the ceilings.
"What's the matter Batman?" Joker's voice echoed through the room, stopping Bruce in his tracks. He looked around even harder now, quickly surveying the area and turning around to watch his back every few seconds. Bruce ran across the room, trying to locate the source of the voice as the Joker began to speak again.
"No witty comeback? No threat?" Joker taunted.
The dark knight skidded to a halt when the lights in the room were suddenly turned off. "Then I'll provide the narration." The Joker said menacingly, as a light began to shine on the projector screen on Batman's right. The words 'Our Family Memories' shone brightly on the unfocused screen playing a pre-recorded video.
"I'll begin with how I affected young Robin's make over." The joker narrated, as the video changed to display the crazed clown himself, standing next to a table piled with all sorts of weapons, devices and even some other random things like a toilet plunger.
"Oh he bravely tried to fight it at first. You would have been proud to see him soo strong."
The video changed again and now showed Robin, Dick Grayson, strapped by his arms, waist and ankles to a medical table. Trying desperately to break free of his restraints; thrashing around wildly, pulling at the binds.
Bruce's eyes widened in horror as he watched the Joker clip on large metal pegs on the sides of the table and turned on a switch. Electricity coursed through Robin's body, as he arched his back and let out screams of agony.
"But all too soon the dear lad began to share such secrets with me. Secrets that are mine alone to know.. Bruce." Smiled the Joker as Bruce narrowed his eyes.
"It's true, Batsy! I know everything. And kind of like the kid who peeks at his Christmas presents, I must admit it's sadly anti climatic. Behind all the sturm and batarangs, you're just a little boy in a playsuit crying for mummy and daddy. It'd be funny if weren't so pathetic.. awwww What the heck, I'll laugh anyway!" Joker began laughing uncontrollably from the small display room he was hiding in, when suddenly Batman burst through the glass and punched Joker in the face.
Joker was thrown to the ground from the impact and attempted to crawl away, but Bruce grabbed him roughly by the collar and punched him a few more times before hoisting him off the ground.
"If you don't like the movie, I've got slides." the prince of Gotham smiled through bloodied teeth. Bruce seethed with anger, throwing the Joker out of a window into another room.
Joker crashed on top of some giant baby blocks with a groan. He glanced down and found 'Robin' staring up at him. His small creepy smile still plastered on his face.
Joker smiled in response and turned to look behind him, finding Batman who grabbed him by the neck and shoved him against a wall.
"I'll break you in two." Bruce growled; sending a murderous batglare at the Joker as he pulled back his fist, about to punch the Joker.
"Hoho Batman." The Joker laughed. "If you had the guts to do that kind of fun, you would have done it years ago. I on the other hand..".
Joker pulled out a knife hidden in his pocket and swiped at Bruce, eventually plunging the blade into the hero's thigh. Bruce lost his footing by the surprise attack and tumbled backwards down the boxes, landing with a pained grunt in front of Dick.
The Joker leapt down from the boxes and knelt beside Bruce, who could no longer find his strength to fight due to his injury, as well as the mass of swirling emotions going through his head. Pain, anger, frustration, sadness, but most of all guilt, from not being able to save his son.
The clown prince of Gotham pulled Bruce up so that he looking directly at Dick, and tossed his 'Little Jay' a gun that was on the floor.
"Now junior, deliver the punch line.." he smirked.
Dick started laughing again as he held up the gun and pointed it at Bruce. "Dick." Bruce cried, his face twisted in pain and anguish as he stared sadly at his son. It was obvious Dick was trying to fight it, as his arms and knees started shaking, and he sometimes motioned to put down the gun.
Just then, the team burst threw the room with Harley handcuffed and unconscious. "Robin!" Megan yelled as she realized what was happening. Wally was about to run forward, when Joker held up another knife and placed it against Batman's throat.
"Nu uh. Little kiddies, no spoiling our fun unless you want Bats here to meet a more painful end." Said Joker, as he moved the blade closer to Bruce's neck. The team reluctantly took a few steps back, cursing themselves for not being able to do anything as they continued to watch Robin fight himself.
"Do it!" the Joker yelled. Dick closed one of his eyes as he took aim, still laughing maniacally all the while.
The gun went off... and Joker flew backwards hitting a wall. The clown slowly lifted his head and took note of the sharp metal stick with a 'BANG' sign on it imbedded in his chest.
"That's not funny.." the Joker gasped. "That's not.." he breathed out; collapsing onto the floor, letting out a final breath.
The team and Batman stared motionless at both Robin and the Joker's dead body. Dick's loud, crazy laughter slowly died down and turned into sobs. The smile that was forcefully stretched across his face had vanished and tears were flowing down his cheeks.
The team finally shook out of their stupor, Wally being the first, and skidded to a stop beside his best friend. He wrapped his arms around the little bird, as did the rest of the girls when they reached the both of them. Together, they held their precious team mate and little brother in their arms.
"It's going to be alright." Wally cried, tears streaming down his face. "Rob, it's going to be alright."
Conner and Kaldur helped Batman stand up and brought him towards his son. As they approached Dick, the boy jumped out of his team's embrace and hugged his mentor tightly, crying into his shoulder. Batman, returned the hug and rubbed Dick's back soothingly.
"It's okay, Dick." He whispered into his son's ear, tightening the hug. "Your safe now. Your safe."
I'm thinking of continuing by adding my own version of what I think would happen next.. should I? Let me know!
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