Laying unconscious against the damp alleyway ground. Without a helmet the boy was left with a gash on his forehead. Not a large one, stitches wouldn't be needed, but it was solid proof the boy was truly knocked out. The footsteps got louder as the figure stepped beside the boy, towering over his broken form.

"Wooo hooooo hoo." The red grin of the Joker widened as he clicked his tongue against his teeth a few times. Kneeling down beside Robin he tilted the boy's head to get a better view at the wound on his forehead.

"My my..a new beauty scar? Tsktsk...this ones not even by me."

He slapped the boy's cheek lightly, trying to see if he could wake him.

"C'mon c'mon wakey wake. Up and at'em."

No luck, Robin for now was out cold. The Joker sighed and stood up. He could feel the presence of his henchmen behind him. He would take Robin with him, but make one of his followers actually do the work of carrying the boy.

"Grab the kid, we're leav-"

His words stopped when he turned to look at his henchmen. His smile grew. He wasn't met with a clown masked crook at all. It was,

the Batman.

"Get a way from him."

Batman snarled, afraid to get to close, knowing that a sudden movement like charging the Joker all at once would put Robin's life in more danger then it already was. The clown had a way of acting a little extra crazy under pressure.

"Batsy! Nice to see you again, did you have fun on your little swim trip? I heard the harbor is a wonderful place to vacation in winter."

The Joker completely ignored Batman's order, only mocking his last meet with him at the pier.

"Get away from the boy."

"Oh, this?"

The Joker knelt down beside Robin again, running a hand through his hair.

"This isn't a boy, It's a bir-"

"DON'T TOUCH HIM!"

Batman started to step forward, but the Joker unleashed one of his many knives from his jacket and held it to Robin's throat, holding his head up by his hair for a clear view of his neck.

"Ah-ah-ah...Finders keepers Batsy. This kid is mine now."

"You bastard..."

If it were a regular hostage, Batman would pull one of his crafty tricks to knock the knife out of the Joker's hand and save them...but this, this was Robin. He couldn't risk it. Especially not then the capture was the Joker. Killing was second hand for that man, he wouldn't think twice before taking Robin's life.

"I think it's time you let birdie here...leave his nest."

All at once masked clowns came pouring from several branching alleyways, all having some sort of make-shift weapon. A crowbar, a pipe, bat, a few had some form of blade. Surrounding Batman they all started attacking at once. Kicking and punching them out one by one, Batman was noticing a change in the amount of thugs he was fighting decrease, but he couldn't let them distract him. Reaching for his utility belt he withdrew his grapple gun and went to shoot it at a fire escape above, but just as he did one of the clowns hit his firing arm with a pipe, knocking his shot off course. Batman had no choice but to beat each one to near-death until he could escape their crowd.

By the time that happened, Robin's bike, Robin, and the Joker were all missing.