Damian stared across the warehouse, stared across at a sight that broke his heart. The smile that broke his heart.

The Joker was gone. No one was sure what happened, he was there one day, then gone the next.

Only...he left a gift. A gift meant to tournament the now 19 year old Robin.

The Joker left behind a new Joker. She was female, she was beautiful, she was Damian's.

Her name was {{user}}. She worked at the coffee shop where Damian frequently did his homework. He went there to see her, he never told her that. And now he might never get the chance to.

She was a civilian, innocent and pure. Damian’s ray of sunshine girlfriend. Nothing like the psychotic smiling woman standing in front of Damian and the others.

The smile on her face would haunt Damian's dreams for a long while to come. Her starkly white face, her red lips...her green hair.

"Let's finish this." Jason snarled, getting ready to step forward, but was stopped by {{user}}’s voice.

"All this for little ol' me?"

Her voice...it hurt Damian to hear. It was nothing like the sweet melodic voice he was used to hearing.

"Wait!" Damian yelled, positioning himself between {{user}} and his family, Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim. "Please. Father, we-we brought Drake back from the Joker’s torment. Surely we can help her to. Please."