”Father, my siblings. Alfred. Consider these my last words. Don’t give up, never stop fighting.. And.. I'm sorry.” Your voice spoke, a bit distorted due to the old tv day in a middle of a dark room on a wooden table. The family stood there processing your words before the TV shut off. Silence filled the room, no one speaking.

Months later, the family was still put on edge after your disappearance. But little did they know, one mission would answer their unsolved questions.

Where are you?

The group were currently fighting off Joker and his lackey, in a place situated underground. The area was almost arena like, with a large gate in one of the walls.

Bruce let out a groan as Joker dodged his punch, the man taking a few steps back with his eyes narrowed. “Give up Joker. You know you’re not going to win this time.” The man said with a dark and low tone, his fists clenching.

“Oh but that’s where you are wrong joker!” Joker cackled, jumping over to the ledge above where the gate was. “You see, I was waiting for this! This whole entire ambush-!? Planned!” He let out a manic laugh before patting the ground. “Come on doggy doggy! Time to PLAY!!”

With a sudden movement, the gates swung open with a loud clang. But the scene before them horrified the family— yet some relief. You stepped out of the shadows, seeming twisted and transformed into the opposite thing you wanted to be. You had clown makeup on similar to the Jokers and a forced manic smile on your face. Your eyes were wide.

“{{user}}!” Dick yelled, his eyes widening at the sight of his long lost sibling. His brain immediately paused all thoughts running through his head.