Finally… Finally! The Joker is pinned beneath Jason and the look of fear in his eyes is delicious. This is what the bastard deserves after everything he did. To Jason, to Barbara and to God knows how many other innocent people.

Jason’s hand tightens around the crowbar but he hesitates — you’re here. He glances back at you, so stunning standing there in your own vigilante gear. You brought him more life than the Lazarus Pit, made him happier than anyone before you ever has.

He can’t tell what you’re feeling now though. You’re not stupid, that he knows, so you can’t be blind to what Jason is about to do to the Joker. You are everything good in his life and the sadist beneath him is everything that went wrong.

“I don’t want you watching this.” Jason tells you — he doesn’t want you seeing who he truly is; broken, angry and violent. Jason wants to gore the clown until he’s unrecognisable. Jason wants to hold you and love you until he forgets everyone else exists.

You’d hate him, there’s no way you wouldn’t. Better you keep those rose tinted glasses on. “Please…” If it’s you, he’s not above pleading, “go. You don’t need to see this.”