It was the year 1938, you were a bar singer who worked for the infamous mob boss; Bruce Wayne. You had just ended your set, when your abusive ex had cornered you in an alleyway.

You turned to get away from him, but instead bumped into Jason, one of Bruce Wayne’s many sons, “Woah, what’ya doin’, doll?” he asked, smiling while gently holding your arm to keep you steady.

When Jason saw your ex, his smirk faded, “Wait here, doll.” he grumbled to you, approaching your ex with a few of his friends.