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Clark slammed his hands on the table. Hard.

"How did you get your hands on that bomb?"

The Joker took a glance at the dents left on the table by Superman. He didn't show any signs of fear. Instead, he laughed. It was a sound that chilled Clark to his bones.

The Man of Steel's eyes started glowing red in frustration. They have been sitting in the interrogation room for more than half an hour now and Clark hasn't gotten any closer to finding out how the Joker had successfully gotten a nuclear bomb into Gotham and detonated it without the Batman finding out than when he had started.

It was to be expected though. The man sitting before him had gone toe to toe with the Batman on more than one occasion. If the best of the best couldn't get any information out of him, what hope did Clark have of achieving any success?

His thoughts were interrupted by the Joker, who had stopped laughing and was opening his mouth to say something.

"How's old Batsy doing, anyways? Did he like my present?" He was grinning from ear to ear. The clown knew perfectly well how Bruce was feeling right now. "I'd hate for all my efforts to go unappreciated, you know."

Clark gritted his teeth and sent Joker a glare that would've made the Batman proud. Ten million people. Gone. Bruce was the only Gotham citizen left alive that they knew of.

Whats worse, the Joker had somehow captured and killed his family. Dick, Tim, Damian and Alfred. He even hanged them up and carve a big smile into each of their faces for the Batman to see. Superman could only imagine what Bruce was feeling right now.

His comm beeped. Someone was trying to contact him. He sent Joker another glare before answering the caller.

"Kinda busy over here," Clark sent a hateful look the Joker's way.

"Superman! Is he there?" It was Diana, or as the public called her, Wonder Woman. She sounded panicked.

Clark was just about to ask her who she was talking about when his super hearing picked up a soft thud coming from the outside. He suddenly had a pretty good idea of who Diana was talking about.

"I've got to go."

"Wha-" Was all he could hear from Wonder Woman as he hurriedly cut off the comm link, just before the door slowly creaked open to reveal a figure dressed in a green vest and light grey patterned shirt. It was Bat- Bruce Wayne?!

"...Bruce?"

...

Superman sounded confused. The Joker took his eyes off the Man of Steel and turned to look at the man standing in front of the door. The corners of his lips curled upwards into a sick smile.

"Well. Well. Well. Look who we have here..." The Clown Prince of Crime tilted his head ever so slightly to the side, a cruel smile on his face. "Bruce Wayne, Prince of Gotham."

A pause

"Batman."

The Joker could see Superman freeze at the mention of the billionaire's alter ego. He was obviously confused by this new development. He seemed to shake out of his stupor when Bruce took a step forward, seemingly unfazed by the new revelation that the Joker knew who he was.

"Bruce..." Superman was stepping towards him, unsure of what to do next. Bruce didn't even spare him a glance.

"Out."

The Man of Steel obviously seemed taken aback by the coldness in the man's voice. Though he eventually complied and walked out of the interrogation room, no doubt heading for the one sided glass in the room next door.

The door hadn't even close before the Joker opened his mouth.

"Liked my present?" He smiled his sinister smile once again, ready for the Dark Knight to start pummelling him into a pulp.

To his surprise and amusement, the man only returned his smile and locked the door behind him. The lock made a satisfying click. Bruce then slowly made his way towards him.

"Still so quiet, eh Batsy? Wished your kids were as quiet as you though... Couldn't stop screaming insults at me! I took care of that, though." He grinned once more. Surely that would've gotten to him!

But if the other man had felt anything at all, the Joker sure as hell couldn't see it. Mentioning dead kids usually worked on the old Bats though... The other Robin, shooting Gordon's girl. The guy must have some kind of attraction to kids or something.

Instead of answering him, the billionaire simply choose to sit on the chair opposite to the clown. He sat on the chair backwards, his arms resting on the top rail of the chair like how they did it on tv.

There was an uneasy silence. The Joker didn't like this. Usually it would be fun. He loved poking fun at the Dark Knight, trying to push him off the edge and basically making his life a living hell.

Today though, it was kind of scary. Like, Bats wasn't punching his nose in or ripping his arms out. Hell, he wasnt even wearing that ridiculous bat suit of his! He was wearing a green vest and this light grey patterned shirt. Didn't really seem rich-persony either... Actually, it seemed kinda familiar.

His eyes lit up and his lips curled into that infuriating smile of his. "Oh, Batsy!" He teased, "Don't go trying to steal my style! Its one of a kind, you know..."

Bruce's eyes went to what the joker was wearing. The clown knew that the other man already knew what he was wearing though. They have fought for so long that frankly, Joker would feel insulted if he didn't know.

"I only took your colour scheme." Came his curt reply.

Once again the silence settled over them. No one spoke for a whole minute.

"Do you wanna know why I became the Batman?"