(Still flashback so no POV.)

As Robin slowly came to he fought the urge look around, open his eyes or groan. He slowed down his breathing so that he still seemed unconscious. As he quickly took in his surrounding he realized his wrists were tied behind the chair he was on and both his ankles were tied to the legs of said chair. His utility belt and boots were missing also. He was in a warehouse, of course, with 10 of Joker's lackeys in various places guarding him.

The sudden slap of metal against skin brought his attention to the corner where Joker was walking out of the shadows, swinging a crowbar around like a baton.

"Come on Boy Blunder, I know you are awake. Come on and look at you Uncle J."

Robin slowly raised his head giving Joker the meanest Batglare he could give.

"Oh, well that is no way to look at you Uncle. Auntie Harley maybe we should teach him some manners."

Harley came skipping out of the shadows with her ever present mallet grasped firmly in her hands.

"Oh Mista J. I think you are right, little Birdy here is being very rude. Why he's not even singing his song. Can we fix that and reteach him how to sing."

"Well, Harley, it would be rude not to reteach him something he forgot to do when he did it so beautifully."

With that the teeth of the crowbar bit into the same shoulder the little flag stabbed earlier. Robin held back the gasp of pain struggling to follow Batman's rule of never show weakness. Joker yanked out the crowbar only to slam it into his ribcage, cracking at least 2 ribs. Again Robin stayed dead silent except for his borderline panting breathing which he tried to smoothen out.

"Well since that doesn't seem to be working, let's try something else." Joker laughed as he pulled out a carving knife, "Let's carve this bird."

Robin swallowed moans of pain as Joker took his knife and cut a line straight down his arm. Joker looked almost disappointed that he didn't make at least one hiss of pain.

"Well Harl's we are artists, what should we draw?"

"OH OH Sign him so one day he will be worth something."

"Great Idea!"

Robin felt Joker rip off the R insignia on his costume and then felt sharp pain in his chest short after. Joker was carving words into his chest and Robin was struggling not to scream. He let out a low grunt that could be considered a growl. When Joker was done he held out a mirror and Robin looked into it to see the word 'Joker' crudely written on his chest where the R used to be.

"Oh Mista J. it is beautiful!"

"Why thank you Harley."

"But he is still not singing."

"Well we have to fix that don't we."

Robin felt a metal baseball bat come down on his kneecap, shattering it. He could keep in the scream of pain that built up in his chest. The Joker was laughing maniacally.

"Finally the bird sings his song!"

Robin saw Joker grab a hook that was hanging down from the ceiling and walk over to him.

"Now let's see if the little bird can fly."

Robin felt the hook being shoved into his uninjured shoulder until it went in the front and out the back. He saw Joker start to pull on a chain and felt the hook start to rise with him attached. Robin screamed in pain as his opposite hand came up grabbing the hook to relieve it of his weight a little bit so it would hurt less. When Robin was about 5 feet of the ground Joker hooked the chain to the wall to secure it and Robin dangled helplessly over the ground, quietly moaning in pain. He could feel his fingers break because of how tightly he was holding the chain.

"Well look he can fly!"

Joker grabbed his leg and swung him around on the chain letting go so that Robin kept swinging back and forth like a pendulum. Joker grabbed the crowbar again and smacked him full force in the chest breaking his one rib so bad he felt it puncture a lung so that he had even more trouble breathing.

His vision started going dark when he saw Joker bring out a gun and aim it at his stomach.

"Sorry to cut our fun short but I gotta run"

With that the gun was fired and Robin screamed with pain and the bullet slammed into his stomach.

He was barely conscious when he heard a window shatter and hazily saw Batman beating the living daylights out of Joker.

When Joker fell unconscious Batman started calling out to him trying to find a sign he was still conscious. Robin let out a small whimper and slowly his world went to black as Batman cut the chain leaving the hook in his shoulder and carried him to the batmobile at a speed that would make Flash jealous.