Jason Todd's P.O.V

I placed my hands on the metal bars that were keeping me hostage from the cause of my failure "UGH! WHY CANT ANYONE FUCKING HEAR ME! You fucking pieces of shit, when I get out of here I'm gonna kill you and every single one of you and your fucking family's!" I kicked the metal bars but only ended up hurting myself due to the still healing bullet holes.

"Hey!- hey, no need for the cussing Mr.Todd. Daddy's here now" The joker skipped to where my bars were and faced my direction. "-whats all the commotion?" He crossed his arms while waiting for my response.

"Don't you think I'm not getting out of here nor are you gonna pull the same shit you did last time you fucking creep because the first moment you open my cage I won't hesitate to beat the living daylights out of you!" Joker gasped and his eyes lit up as if a light bulb appeared above his head. 

"I know what it is! You are lonely" He made a fake sad face and placed his two hands on the bars of my cell. Just seeing him inches closer to my face, So I did whatever sane person would do and spat in his pale rusted face. 

he flinched back and wiped away the spit while he chuckled a bit "Well don't worry son, your new roommate should be here soon" I was quick to react to this comment and lifted one of my eyebrows "What the fuck do you mean" I bluntly stated back. He just started to walk away. 

He should never even get the last say.

It hurts, believes it or not.

the representation your seeing is not what I'm actually thinking.

what I am thinking of is how many failures I have put myself in, I knew I have failed Bruce once again, even if I still hate him I feel like I still have to live up to his expectation of bad guys. It's kinda sad.

Damian P.O.V

I clutched my stomach as I started to whirl up a storm in an alleyway. I felt as if I didn't feel the same like I had the night I got injected with the Joker serum. "Woah, Damian.. are you alright?" Jon placed his gentle hand against my back.

I felt a rush of panic, I didn't want Jon to see me in such a cowardly state "NO! ... Just don't touch me..." He immediately took his hand off but didn't bother to move an inch away from me.

"You don't look fine, you seem unaware of your surroundings... let me help you-" I started to puke up gallons of blood in front of me and felt a smile starting to form in the corner of my mouth. This only happened once, the same incident. The way I can't stop smiling... 

Third Person P.O.V

Damian felt as if his soul left his body that day, he can't remember what happened next but Jonathan sure did. "Damian, I knew this was a bad idea... if you were feeling sick enough to puke up your organs you should've told me. Let me phone your father" Jon turned his back and pulled out his phone and started to dial the familiar number. 

Jon felt his hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he heard laughter behind that was made out of pure insanity. Jon didn't look behind him but instead kept facing his direction waiting for Bruce to pick up. Jon could almost hear his shadow as Damian stood up with such a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"pick up.. pick up.," Jon mumbled to himself while he started to turn his shoulder to check on his beloved. Damian was inches away from the young boys face. Before Jon could react he felt a sharp thing enter his stomach, it ached with emptiness and pain.

The only thing that was shining the boy's faces was the green glowing light from the Krypton that had inserted him. Damian just silently laughed as he watched Jon bleed in front of him. 

Jon had wide eyes on Damian, he was shocked at what he had just done. The sound of Damian pulling out of his stomach pierced the air.

Superboy just stood there for seconds looking at the one person he loves, the one person he trusted, He couldn't help but feel awfully sad as tears started to drip down Jons' face. He fell backwards into a puddle as the shadow of his best friend covered him with an awful smile of suspense.

A/N

IMM SORRRRY THERE WILLBE MORE DONT HURT ME