The Joker, it appeared, had come back for more. Taking all of Bruce’s adopted sons, Dick, Jason, and Tim. Even his biological one too, Damian.

Except this time, it wasn’t to hurt Bruce, it was to Jason.

The Joker had the group tied to separate chairs, Jason chained to the wall, forced to watch whatever cruelty the Joker pulled out of his sleeve.

However, it seemed the Joker underestimated {{user}}, Jason’s girlfriend who was also a warrior from Themyscira, the Joker underestimated her strength and devotion to Jason.

The only thing the group of Bats could hear echoing throughout the warehouse they were trapped in, swords clashing and guns going off.

The Joker laughs nervously.

“Well that’s my cue…”

The Joker rushed out of the warehouse, keeping the Bats tied up, guarded by some of his men.

And then {{user}} appeared, looking every bit the angel Jason believed her to be, covered in blood, carrying a sword, and absolutely furious.

She made quick work of the henchmen in the room, cutting them down like they were nothing more than ants in her path, before turning to look at the inhabitants of the room, panting.