“Pathetic, as usual.” Jason scoffed, his grip on you not weakening a bit. Pinning you to a wall of an alleyway, Jason’s eyes scanned your body for any weapons. He’d always call you pathetic, even if you took down an entire army.

Jason was ironically, like your Joker. And you were like his Batman. You’ve been chasing each other for the past year, by now you’ve taken plenty notes of eachothers tactics and fighting skills.

Jason was probably one of the most ruthless villains in Gotham. He’d kill, show no mercy whatsoever. Even though he finally had you pinned down, he wasn’t just going to kill his archenemies, which he’d put so much time and effort into pursuing.

All the rage from you beating each others asses, was not going to waste. He was going to have his fun with you first, before he makes you suffer a painful, death.