Chapter 1 Dark Rebirth
Warren's House
In the house that belongs to Warren McGinnis, something bad was happening. It started when Warren was given some horrifying evidence that his boss, Derek Powers of Wayne-Powers was making. A dangerous type of nerve gas and was planning to be sold for Kaznia for chemical warfare.
It wasn't long ago, that Warren's oldest son, Terry had fought and left after a disagreement between them. Warren and his wife are divorced and live in different homes with their sons. He had two of his sons, Terry being heavily rebellious nature and the other, Markus being more well-minded but did have rebelliousness and more control than his brother.
Markus had tried to talk sense to Terry and focus him to stay since he was grounded. And didn't want his brother or their dad to fight each other but got a good punch to the jaw because of that. He saw no regret of his brother punching him and sighed at that like he barely know his brother anymore.
We see Markus was a young man with black raven color hair that was a bit length towards his chin and had these rare purple violet color eyes. He wore a black shirt, grey pants, and no shoes due to house rules. He rubbed the sore spot on his jaw, that his brother had punched earlier.
"Here," Warren said, handing his son an ice bag to stop the pain.
"Thanks...(sigh) I don't want to do anymore dad," Markus admitted, not knowing what to do with his brother and how much more rebellious was growing into it.
"I know. Your mother knows how to talk with Terry and calm him down. She and Matt...I am sorry for the trouble that has happened," Warren said, knowing how much it was hard for Markus to see his parents be separated and the struggled to back & forward to live in two homes due to wanting to be close to his parents & brothers.
Warren and Mary had problems when Terry got into more trouble in a small street gang, lucky not to go to jail like Big Time & others. They struggled on talking about their problems with each other and got into more trouble for them. Even being divorced, he still cares for and helps his former wife with bills, as it was never easy. Nothing ever was in Gotham these days and keeps on getting worse over the years.
"Dad, I don't blame you for what happened between you and mom. That's between you guys, I just do what I can for Matt and Terry, if he doesn't know," Markus said, easing up the tension in his dad's shoulders.
"I know, son. I think Terry understands too and will admit that one day, he's happy that you are his brother. It would take some time, now come to help me make a late dinner," Warren said, asking for some help with cooking since he always had a hard time cooking.
"Sure dad," Markus smirked, also did enjoy cooking, and was a great hobby to have.
Then the doorbell rang, surprising the father and son pair as to who would be coming at this late hour. Maybe, Terry came back to apologize, Mary & Matt wanted to say hello, or maybe someone else?
"I would go check it," Warren said, getting the nod from his son who started to get some stuff to make dinner, not knowing the danger that was coming to them.
Markus hummed in his thought and started to boil the water for the rice which block out the sound of someone getting punched and dragged across the floor. He did hear the door closing and looked back to see if his dad came back in, finding no one.
"Who was that dad?" Markus called out in question.
The black-haired teen got no response.
"Dad?" He asked, now worried and concerned.
No, respond, causing the teen to turn off the boiling water from the pot and walked out of the kitchen to see if his dad was alright.
"Da-!" Markus called out one last time but as he turn to the coroner at the front door, he became deeply speechless and scared of what he saw in front of him.
A clown with a mad grin and gun pointed at him while seeing his father bleedy from the side of his head due to another man that attacked.
"SURPRISE!"
Time Skip
Sometime later, we see Markus deeply wounded and suffering a lot due to being tortured by the same mad clown from earlier that jumped the father and son pair. He grunted and groaned, struggling to gain air through into his lungs but his broken rips were stabbing him inside and the gun wound by his stomach was bleedy out. His face was broken and almost purple and blood left his mouth. He was also handcuffed and his legs felt very weak, not having the strength to stand or escape.
Markus tried to get up but was given a powerful smack in the jaw by an upcoming crowbar to the face. He grunted and rolled onto the floor, showing more spots of blood were located and had been tortured for a while now.
"Wow...that looks like it really hurt," The clown commented with a mad grin appearing on his makeup face and we get a full appearance of him.
He was a young man, a bit in his late teens or close to twenty. He wore a biker outfit that was a purple jacket, black pants with some chains coming out, green shoes, and a bag that carried his equipment. In his hands was a crowbar, stained by the blood of the teen was beating the crap off.
The last part of him was his face, the clown make up. His lower jaw was covered red as blood and his neck was covered in the same color. The left side of his face was black while showing his white eye and the right side was white that covered his black eye. He had green lips and joker-style earrings.
This was a member of the Jokerz Gang, often called the next Joker or Joker King by a number of his fellow clowns. Underneath the makeup, he was just Doug Tan and was hired to help kill anyone that would poke their nose in Powers' business, and Warren was one of them.
Joker King was having fun with Markus and kept beating him with the crowbar.
"Oh hang on...that looks like it hurt a lot more. So let's figure out what hurts more, okay, kiddo? A - forehead! B - backhead! Hahahahaha!" Joker King laughed at his own sick joke as he kept beating the crap out of the black-haired teen.
Markus felt this massive pain within his head and his ears were starting to ring out of control due to being hit in the head. He was almost glad for that, as he couldn't hear any more of that sick monster or his laughter. This deep hatred was building up to stay alive and kill that bastard for murdering his father before his eyes. He was weak and powerless on seeing that bastard killing his old man right in front of him. He didn't know how long it was. Minutes? Hours? He wasn't sure nor cared. All he cared about was still alive and having his vengeance on that bastard for killing his father and torturing him for god knows how long.
Joker King had left the house after getting bored and started to let the place up, with no loose ends, and covered with a joker playing card on the scene of the crime. He doesn't like Powers but he pays well and the job needed that the murder is done by the Jokerz. Said and done, pretty easy.
Unknown to everyone, a rebirth would be triggered by this. Not just a new bat rising but something else as well. Something more vengeful, one that doesn't hold back. One crawls out of death and hunger for revenge.
This was a dark rebirth.
