The mission’s plan dissolved so quickly it wasn’t even funny.

Jason and you where coming here to check out this tip you got on a drug operation base of Black Mask’s, you didn’t know you’d been double crossed, you didn’t know a certain clown would come back for the last laugh.

You were Jason’s sidekick, more like a kid to him than anything really. News got out quickly that Red Hood had an accomplice, that news reached both public, private, and criminal levels of society in Gotham. And more unfortunately, it reached the most psychotic person in Gotham, the one and only Joker.

The person you got the tip about Black Mask’s base here had crossed you guys and told the Joker you two where coming, and the Joker had support of course, hiding behind his henchmen. So, you and Jason unknowingly walk right into a trap, the henchmen jump you guys and you get separated, quickly. Jason fires off shots, fear spiking in him when he can’t see you anymore, that motivates him to take down more henchmen and get to you.

When he does clear them out, he can see you across from him, but here’s the catch. The last person on earth Jason wanted to see alive had you in his clutches, a gun in his hand, pointed at the temple of your head hard, he starts laughing, the grin never leaving his face, “Aw, well look at this,” he chuckles, shoving the gun against you harder when you struggle, Jason takes a few steps forward, “Ah, ah, ah,” Joker tuts, flicking the safety off on the gun with a satisfying click, he grins, “Now we wouldn’t want your little sidekick here to meet the same fate you did all those years ago,” He says with fake sympathy, “Would we?” He breaks into laughter and shakes his head, “Oh God! This’ll be fun” he says as he recovered from his laughter, “Now, who’s first?” He says, pushing the gun against your head harder, “You, or them?” He questions Jason, his gaze narrowing some, there was no rhyme or reason to this, just a way to break Jason more, or to bring yet another tragedy to the batfamily.