Hey everyone, punkrocka23 here. I've recently decided to start writing Teen Titans fics and this is my first one. They will cover all aspects of the teen's lives and their different relationships with each other. My first one is a bit unconventional, but relevant nonetheless. If any fan, whether Batman or TT remembers when Robin (the Tim Drake version) was kidnapped and tortured to insanity by the Joker this takes a scene from the middle of that entire story. In this version, Dick Grayson is kidnapped from his friends in Jump and he struggles to cope with the madness engulfing him. But enough of my technical bullshit. Enjoy the story and please Reveiw! You all are awesome!
Unbreakable
Robin didn't know day it was. He also didn't know the time, date or whether it was day or night.
But even worse, Richard Grayson didn't know himself anymore. He felt consumed by the insanity of his situation.
Jay, the Joker's son...
Jay, the Joker's son...
Jay, the Joker's son...
The words rang like bells inside his head, the Joker's mad, cackling laugh echoing deep within his conciousness.
What was he now? Could he be finally insane enough to believe the Joker? The man he had fought all those years with..with...he had forgotten the name. Amid the endless torture, screams and the inane babble, he had tried to remember his mentor. The one who had raised him and trained him and had been like a true father. This tactic had been one he had used to resist against the Joker's attempts to break him.
But in the end he had failed, just like all the rest who had come under the Joker's thumb. He had been forced to do countless horrible things, against his will, because he had none anymore. The pleading of the children, the blood on the floor, the victims of a nightmare, all hope zapped from his now fragile mind.
As tears fell from his eyes that lay wide open he found it all quite funny. He began to laugh, one devoid of any emotion or feeling. It was hilarious! He started to laugh harder, tears from his eyes, that permanent grin stretching from ear to ear. He staggered up from his bed and looked in the mirror, which was cracked and scarred.
What he saw no longer scared him. He had been used to it by now. Through a series of serums and torture devices by the Joker, he became unrecognizable to himself. His mask removed, his spiky black hair flattened and turned green. His once boyish, determined face was a vivid white. Eyes once hidden by the mask were still a vivid blue, but looked empty and lagging and were wide open, as if some invisible force were holding them up.
But worst of all was his smile: it was permanently etched on his face. A creepy, morbid, disgusting grimace that only too often reminded him of his arch nemesis. But that was his smile now, his face, his life, his name...
I am Jay, the Joker's son...
It was all so funny. His room was dark, save one lamp that Harley had left as a "night light for little Jay". He didn't resist the use of the name that the evil couple used, he couldn't. First they had drained his strength and his ability to fight back. They had then stripped his physical identity. Now the last stage was here, his own identity.
No one could tell anyone who they were and what they could do, Robin had always adhered to that.
But he wasn't Robin anymore. He could he be? After what had happened? What he had done; how could his friends forgive him?
All of a sudden Robin was jarred from his thoughts. As if a hook was reeling his brain back to the surface he remembered four faces: his friends.
Cyborg, Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire. He still remembered! They were still there in his mind. He didn't know how long this period of clarity would last, but he had to hold on somehow. To remember, one last time before this nightmare consumed him completely.
Cyborg: They had their fights and disagreements. But Robin cared deeply for the half man, half machine. To care was an understatement. They were a perfect one-two punch, the right and left fists. He was the team scientist and tech man. A master of devices and vehicles. A smile came to Robin's face as he remembered all those times Cyborg had worked on his "baby". The T Car he had built for them all. He wanted to remember that.
Beast Boy: The changeling annoyed him. Plain and simple. Just as he did with everyone else. But that didn't stop him from being a reliable teammate and good friend. If his jokes were lame and corny, at least they lightened up the mood sometimes. No doubt after the Doom Patrol incident, Robin had a newfound respect for the green teen and made a private vow to start treating him with more respect. He only wished he had lived up to that promise more.
Raven: This one was hard for the former hero. He and Raven had a special connection. One shared through emotion and understanding. She had seen his mind, his pain, his whole in a respect. If there was anyone that Robin was glad was quiet it was her. Raven was a brilliant thinker under pressure and often mediated disputes between the boys. She had a big heart, bigger than people realized. It would have been better if he had taken the time to get to know her even more.
Starfire: He could barely say the name, as the last bit of salt water left his eyes. The girl of his dreams, the one he had been infatuated with since the day she crash-landed into his world. She was an angel, a smoking pistol, a kind soul, his best friend and the most beautiful girl he had even known. Robin was trained to fight criminals, not chase love. But love found him with Starfire. She made his heart pound like no other girl had and had touched him in a way no one ever would. With Starfire, everything was better, all was well no matter what the circumstance. He would miss her: her laugh, her giggle, her radiant smile, the way she confused english pronouns and verbs and most importantly they way she made him feel. If only he had had the guts to ask her out...
He hoped, even after the last sliver of his mind left him, some part of his former self would recall better times with the people he considered closer than family.
'Perhaps that's what they'll remember at my funeral, when it comes' he thought.
"Unbreakable". The part of him the Joker would never take away.
As he sighed at this thought he realized he was still looking at himself in the cracked mirror. He was horrified now, the numbness had worn some and now he truly realized what he had become: a monster. A child worthy of the Joker. He began to laugh as terrible fury rose within him, his mind was pulled back below the surface of his inner demons. Something inside of him slipped. It was like falling on a banana peel!
Raising a gloved fist, Robin, now Joker Junior smashed the mirror in his last attempt at retaining sanity. The glass hit the floor in pieces, as did his mind. Darkness clouded reason, evil broke thought. And raising a bloodied hand he laughed harder than he ever had before. He sputtered out of control, his mind becoming empty, a shell. No twinkle or movement to indicate anything was there. Just a mindless jack-in-the-box, a murderous little clown, violent white eyes...all the while he laughed as the words repeated themselves in his mind.
Jay the Joker's son!
Jay the Joker's son!
JAY THE JOKER'S SON!
His laugh was suddenly followed by another outside of his room. He recognized it immediately, but no longer feared it.
The door burst open and the Joker stood smiling evilly at his newly made son.
"Morning sonny boy!" he chirped hands clasped together. "I see we are up bright and early. What do ya wanna do today sport?"
No response. Just more sterile laughter.
The smile widened on the Joker's face. "My, my aren't we happy today Junior. But I can't say I'm surprised, after all laughter is the best medicine is it not?" he said laughing now himself.
Joker Junior merely tilted his head in agreement. The smile never leaving his face.
"Tell you what" the Joker said putting his arms around his new son. "Since your in such a good mood today sonny boy I'm gonna give you a little reward. A little treat for a good little boy. But first you have to answer a question. Oh and no peeking!" he said putting his hands over the fallen hero's eyes.
He was led into a large room where his dad said, "Okay Jay, let's see if you can get this one. What do you get when you cross a gun, a bullet, and a victim?"
A metal object was placed in his hands. All of a sudden the Joker lifted his hands. He was standing in front of a table with a bowl on it and a box of Cheerio's. Joker Junior looked inside of the bowl. Six letters floated lazily in the sea of milk. They spelled M-U-R-D-E-R.
"That's right m'boy! Murder!" the Joker laughed hysterically. "Oh man I crack myself up!"
He then pointed towards the wall, where a young woman, no older than 25, dressed skimpy, was chained to the same device Robin had been stuck to during the first days of his torture.
"Help!" the poor woman screamed in desperation. "Help! Let me go you son of a bitch!"
"Oh dear me such language" the Joker said shaking his head. "We'll have to fix that. Oh darling!" he called.
Harley Quinn now appeared with a big bar of smilex soap. "On it puddin pop!" she cackled.
She reached in and jammed the bar of soap violently into the victims mouth. "Whore!" she spat.
"There, now that out to wash the shit out" the Joker chuckled disturbingly.
The woman's screams were now muffled due to the soap. But were heard nonetheless.
"Oh this is getting so cliche" the Joker said yawning. "Junior, end this sad little flick will you. Make it spectacular. You know end the show in a bang. HAHA! Get it?" he laughed wildly.
Robin was now a dark soul, devoid of anything good or great in the world. The destroyed soul; hunched back and tilted, slowly raised the gun. He started to laugh as hysterically as the Joker had moments before. He laughed and laughed as he slowly pressed the trigger of the gun; the woman pleading in short muffles.
The Joker and Harley were watching with disturbing affection.
"They grow up so fast" the Joker said wiping a tear from his eye.
The gun fired, a loud blast echoed in the former Asylum.
Blood splattered the wall, the poor woman's screams were no more. And all the while a broken and destroyed Dick Grayson, now Joker Junior could not stop laughing.
Laughing...laughing...laughing...laughing
Next chapter will be posted right away. A reminder that I do not own anything. This is my version of the story. If you would like to see the video, look up "Batman and Joker final confrontation" on youtube. Remember to review. Thanks guys! :)