Tales Of The Fractured Saga

{Backstory} The tale of one Red Hood

{Set an unknown universe in DC}

[15/2/1987]

Driving towards to the outskirts of Gotham.

I've really messed up this time haven't I? Getting caught by the Joker because I thought I could go in solo... What a damn fool I am, it was meant to be a normal mugging, nothing intense, something to do on the side while waiting for the bigger leagues to come out like The Batman or Killer Croc... I wish it was anyone of them, but the Joker? This may as well be hell, he's a master of bad jokes and chemicals, he caught me off guard using a goon of his to mug a poor lady while I got hit in the back of the head with a crowbar... I'd be lucky if Nightwing even realises I'm gone... I'm in the back of a truck or van, I can't really make it out since I have a bag on my head as I'm thinking this, we made a sudden stop. The air here feels thin...

"WELL COME ON AND GET HIM OUT OF THAT VAN! WE TOOK SEVERAL HOURS TO DRIVE HERE THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS TAKE IT SERIOUSLY!"Joker had spoke with such a tone I don't think me and Dick ever heard speak with, it was scary... If he was already pissed off with that goon then... What was he planning to do with me? There wasn't time to think as I get shoved into what I can only think of being a wheelbarrow, as it squeaked it's tires out onto the snowy ground outside.

Inside the Warehouse.

I had been tied to a wooden chair, the sack still around my head still not knowing exactly where I am, I try to squirm my way out of the chair trying to kick it over to no avail it had been glued onto the floor, this had obviously been planned for any superhero to play victim too, I was just unlucky enough for it to be me.

The bag gets removed from my head as a blinding light fills my vision, as I get adjusted I see the man of the hour... The Joker he was dancing around the chair I sat in as he then stopped right in front of me, his yellow grin priced through my soul shaking me to my core "Well what do we have here? Little baby bird Robin? The magic boy wonder...  Don't make me laugh, you may already know why you're here... BECAUSE YOUR STUPID! Thinking a simple mugging like that can't lead to horrible side effects? I thought little bats taught you better before he well... Bunked on you and the rest of everyone he knew, and killing his butler too? He was insane wasn't he, hell I'd argue he's worse than me! But... Let's not give him too much credit right? I mean I now get to experiment on you! See what makes you tick and burst, what makes you boil up inside an-" "Wait... What you're saying... You... YOU DID THAT TO BRUCE?" I had cut him off in his big monologue... I wanted to know if he was pulling my leg with what he said about him doing this to Bruce, if that could make him lose his mind... Then I'm in one hell of a deep hole. "Of course I did! Well I made him so off the walls that I had to end this little game early." He boasted about it so casually like it didn't even matter... Well it meant a lot to me, that man helped me with everything, anytime I needed help Bruce was there... I fell silent and held my head down as I feared what was going to happen. "Don't worry boy wonder... I'll be here to keep you company..." After he said that he put the bag back onto my head, The bag was somewhat red as it had been stained by my blood though wasn't covered completely. 

A few minutes went by with what sounded to be Joker preparing something, I soon hear the sound of a drill as it gets planted into my right leg as I screamed in pain, I felt tears run down my face as the drill went in further and further stopping right before it would leave something worse then a deep deep scar, that little show was only the beginning as it did it to my left leg too at even faster speeds then what happened to my right, my blood trickled down my thigh as it slowly stopped, he at least used medical equipment to patch me up properly as he was a doctor in his past life before... This, I mean of course he'd patch me up... He didn't want his play thing to die so quickly did he?