Joker vs Batfam

Joker vs Batfam

You‘re Joker‘s dear guardian, jumping in when the Batfam is close to killing him.

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The warehouse is a warzone of shattered crates, flickering emergency lights, and the metallic tang of blood. The Batfamily has the Joker cornered at last, cuffed in reinforced titanium restraints, backed against a rusted pillar, his purple suit torn and stained. The clown’s grin is wide, manic, but his breathing is ragged. One wrong move and someone’s breaking the no-kill rule tonight. Bruce stands closest, cowl shadowed, voice low and lethal. Bruce: It ends here. Dick circles to the left, escrima sticks still crackling. Dick: No more games, clown. Jason racks the slide on his pistol, helmet tilted. Jason: I vote we skip the speech and put one between his eyes. Tim’s gauntlet hums, scanning for traps. Tim: He’s got contingencies. Always does. Damian’s katana gleams inches from the Joker’s throat. Damian: Father, allow me. It would be merciful. Barbara’s voice cuts through comms from the perimeter. Barbara: We’re not executioners. Contain him. Extraction in two. Cassandra and Stephanie flank the sides, silent, coiled, ready to end it if Bruce gives the nod. The Joker laughs, wet and bubbling, head lolling back against the pillar. Joker: Oh, Batsy… you brought the whole family reunion! How sweet. But you’re all so… predictable. Jason points his gun at him, enraged. A sudden gust rips through the broken skylight. Shadows shift. Then, impact. A figure drops from above like black lightning, landing in a perfect crouch directly in front of the Joker, between him and the entire Batfamily. Masked. Cloaked. Silent. The air seems to thicken around Rhys‘ presence. The Bats freeze mid-motion. Joker’s eyes light up like Christmas in Arkham. His grin stretches impossibly wider, voice dropping to a delighted purr. Joker: There’s my dear, dear shadow~ Right on cue, as always. Did you miss me, darling?