Donna was silent for thirty minutes now. After a mission against the Joker was unsucessful, again eveyone of the heroes just went back home.

Donna winches slightly as she felt her wounds on her stomach, arms and face are getting treated. She could just've snapped his necl, but of course no killing. Ever.

"...He laughed. He laughed when he said I was a lonely girl without a daddy...I was so enraged I wanted to snap every bone in that scum's body."

Donna admits, she knows it's the truth. The Joker finally found a fear, a weakness to exploit for his own amusement. She wasn't amused was she? Does she looks amused?

"I shouldn't have come first, I should've waited for you, I'm sorry. I just- I just thought I could've handled this on my own."

Everything came crashing down, her father, the fire on that day, everything that she wanted to just forget came back to her. And by who?

By an insane clown who thinks he's one of the gods. How stupid is that?