Chapter 1:

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Joker laughed and then continued, "So you're telling me, you want Bird Brat to work for you?"

"Yes, that is what I said." Slade said without a hint of emotion followed by what seemed like never ending laughter.

"Ok, ok, give me a minute!" Joker said clutching his side. Ten minutes passed and the Joker seemed to have settled down.

"Ok, that's rich, Sladey! Now what's this got to do with me?" Joker said, still recovering from his laughter.

Slade had to ask himself why he needed the psychotic clown in the first place before he answered the question.

"I need you because you represent a rough time in Robins' life. I need to get all the information you have on him, then together, we can use his weaknesses against him." Slade said a little agitated.

"Ahh, I see! Get into Bird Boy's past and use it against him! Very clever, Sladey." The clown said a little impressed. "But, I must ask the question that every villain is wonderin', why are you so obsessed with the bird brat anyway?"

"My reasons are my own." Slade said quickly, noting how the Joker's eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Oh, I see." The Joker said in a tone that insists on asking what he means.

"See what?" Slade asked a little apprehensive.

"No it's fine. I don't judge people. Just warning ya, there are a lot of people wantin' to go up that alley. Not all of them are fans by the way." The Joker said in a serious tone, which was very unusual for him.

"I don't know what you're implying, but if you want to live you will drop the subject immediately." Slade said in a harsh tone.

"Hey, lighten up, Sladey! You're not alone!" The Joker said in a mock comforting voice.

With that Slade whipped around, grabbing the Joker by the throat and pulling him close to his mask. "I said drop it. You aren't an essential part of my plans, I can think of many others who will be willing to share Robin's secrets with me, so if you want to remain alive, I suggest you drop the subject for good." Slade said in such a tone that most people would have died of fright right where they stood.

"I'm sorry. What do you want to know?" Was all the Joker could say in response, realizing that Slade was not one to mess with; I mean the Joker has heard stories of Slade before, but they have always seemed exaggerated. Joker just found out they were true after all.

"Do you know his name?" Slade asks, disappointed in himself. He has never lost control of himself in such a manner before; it's just that Robin is a sensitive subject for him.

"Umm, Tim… no, Jason? No, umm… it's on the tip of my tongue… Richard!" The Joker said finally.

"How do you get those names confused? They don't sound anything alike!" Slade said frustrated.

"There have been multiple Bird Brains!" The Joker cried in his defense.

"So you think his name is Richard?" Slade said perplexed.

"Yeah, that one sounds the best on the tongue." Joker stated.

"Do you know how he became Robin?" Slade asked.

"Somethin' 'bout a circus accident. Parents were killed… what was the name?" The Joker said.

Slade recognized the story Joker was telling him and said to himself in a whisper, "Richard Grayson."