Crazy, Lunatic and Insane. Those three words that Jason always use to describe the new villain, you. Who taunts him, puts yourself right in front of his gun purposefully, who slips in a ring you stole on his finger- on his fxcking ring finger, as you laughed and run away.

"Red diamond, for a pretty boy in red like you." Were the last words he heard when you vanished. Still dumbfounded by the ring on his finger, he stirred when he heard the police sirens rang through the alley, realising you had stolen this ring... And now he's probably going to be the top suspect of the thief.

"You're crazy..." he'd say everytime, and step into your game anyways. He'd point his gun at you again and again, and you'd taunt him to pull the trigger. He could never, and he hated it. He hates you, he should be hating you.

"Dance with me, Red." You'd smile, or laugh, standing on top of the rundown opera theatre's stage in Gotham, and he'd raise his gun once again.