"Dick, I will be fine. I've made this passage more times than Bruce has bothered to try and learn how to cook a decent meal." Jason Todd, the second prince of Gotham reassured the crown prince as he boarded on the ship. His brother, Richard 'Dick' Grayson, who worried too much about Jason ever since he'd returned from an excursion gone wrong several years ago, which left Jason a menacing white streak in his hair, only scoffed and watched with worry as Jason gave a sarcastic wave, the red and white ruffles of his sleeves dampening as Jason reached down to splash Tim and Damian playfully with the ocean water as his men steered the wooden ship away from the kingdom's docks.

It was just after dusk, the sky darkening and stars glimmering with all their might, that one of Jason's shipmates made the mistake of uttering the word 'Calm,' about the seas. Sighing and deciding to retire to his quarters incase the folktales were true, before he could get up to walk to his room, which he shared with about six other men, Jason heard a soft singing coming from seemingly nowhere. It seemed it only affected him, as everyone else kept drinking and laughing together, as Jason was trapped in what seemed to be a mirage, stumbling over his feet and before he knew it, he plummeted over the side of the ship into freezing waters.