Third Person P.O.V

laughs echoed down the once clean Arkham asylum halls that were splattered with blood from every inch,- every corner of the tall stained red walls. The lights flickered on and off while screams of terror and gun shots filled the bitter dusty air. You could here footsteps stepping against the concrete floor making it sound like tap dancing on a stage. Little windows from every cell constantly kept shaking and the inmates kept yelling to let them out. If none of the prisoners were out shooting every guard they say, every laughter after. Who could it be?

In one certain room clowns kept guard out for one interrogation the Joker was having with an old friend, for funny reasons or serious reasons it sounded awful cause you could just head the sound of his skin being ripped every second. "So Mr. Commissioner tell me something-" Joker said while licking his lips and clapping his hands in excitement "- Tell me about this husky robin! about how he took over my job! how he is now annoying batman. Like how did this happen, is he all zombie looking or ghost looking?" Joker rubbed his chin and looked off into a distance. His then serious face broke into a strain of laughter.

Joker then started to pout when Jim never replied. "I guess I,.. will just have to see myself"

Damian P.O.V

"Where were you?" I crossed my arms while giving my father a stern cold heart stare while he was entering the house. "I was at the party, by the looks of it you weren't.. You are not supposed to leave my side without permission or knowledge from me" He gave me a frustrated look taking steps closer to me.

"Well I didn't find you at the party so I came back here and spent some quality time with Alfred the cat. And not to remind you, you are the one who left me father, not me" He walked passed me without a glance. He was walking towards one of our kitchens. "Sorry- but I did see you making some friends! this is so exciting" Father said, his attitude just changed drastically , who gave this goon of joker serum. He is so bipolar. "You and Jon seem to be getting along surprisingly. After that phone call things seemed to be a little heated but you guys are-! sorry. I was getting maybe a little too excited"

"You think? Jon and I are not on good terms with friendship but that is none of your business"

"I thought you too were getting along- anyways i need to tell you something immediately" He stopped in his tracks and turned to face me once again. "Dick was sent to the hospital about thirty minutes ago, Timm is with him at the moment so we dont need to rush or panic, but what we do need to worry about is the joker,  I know this is a lot to take in but he- he is back in Gotham, again. The timing is not a coincidence with Jason's. I am sure Jason will target the joker soon as possible or maybe its the other way-" I had a smirk on my face, I know wrong timing.

"So this means I get to finely beat his ass? about time, and I get to beat up Jason too! double bonus! I mean- we should visit Dick in the hospital cause he is in critical damage and maybe he has critical heart damage- HAHHA" I couldn't hold it back, I laughed so hard! you get it critical heart damage cause him and Jason, look I am allowed to joke about because he is safe. Jason and I never met before too so here is point B.

"Damian, no time for jokes. You can go visit Dick, go right ahead but you should also go get a good nights rest, since it will be the last one you get for awhile.. and we do not have any intentions to hurt Jason in anyway.. I cant believe you just made that joke, you are the one with the broken heart heart not him, remember?" Father spoke while heading back out after grabbing a drink. My face immediately turned into a frown.

A/N~~~~~~

IM SORRY FOR THE SHORT ASS CHAPTER!!!!!!

anyways happy Easter, i have been munching on candy while reading this, I hope you are too.

also damian is still upset about the situation he is just hiding it, ever since he panicked at the disco

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