[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

In the dream, Jack returned to the black and white wasteland again.

The sky is still black, and the earth is white.He was lying in the center of the earth, watching the black and white two colors extend infinitely, the horizon without ups and downs, a dead straight line.There is no wind,? There is no sun, no moon, time does not exist, space has no meaning,? Between the still and never-changing sky and earth,? Only himself.In the silence,? Gradually, even the heartbeat and breathing stopped.

During such a quiet and vulnerable time,? Jack felt himself split into two people. One made him stand up and keep walking,? Don't give up hope.Another person said to him: Forget it,? Even if you go on, it will only waste yourself.If he is still alive,? Can you travel through mountains and rivers, and you can't find it?

Jack had to think: Maybe the Joker really is dead.

The clown is just a ghost born in the ACE chemical plant, the embodiment of the belief that "it only takes a bad day to go crazy", and he was shaped with the only purpose of "becoming Batman's opponent".Since Jason's death, Batman has hardly appeared in Gotham, and Jack has also left Gotham to live in Metropolis.Batman's story seems to be over,? The Joker is no longer worthwhile.

He was abandoned.

Jack wasn't sure if the "he" was referring to the Joker or himself,? But he knew he shouldn't think so.The reason why the clown left is very simple. He was already seriously ill, and he ruined himself completely in order to defeat Batman. His internal organs and even his bone marrow and brain were destroyed by the venom.As the saying goes, what can't be broken can't be built, the Dionysus factor repaired the horrific injuries, and also repaired the twisted and sick brain.In this healthy brain, there is no place for a lunatic like a clown, and no one will whisper in his ears all day long, as if once the vicious curse lingering around him is lifted, he is free.

But after breaking free from the shackles, he found that he missed the shackles.

"Clown..." He called out and woke up at this moment.

When he opened his eyes, the ceiling was still in sight, with a dangling blood bag next to it.Before he came, he remembered to glance at the side, and a severe headache pierced through him, like an ice pick piercing deep into the spine, burning the flesh, bone and marrow.He struggled to sit up from the bed, but found that his hands and feet were bound tightly and he couldn't move.He squinted his eyes and took a long breath. Various scenes before he passed out flashed in turn: Batman...Jason...lumbar puncture...comatose, Alfred...Arkham Knight!

By the way, he was taken by Arkham Knight!

Thinking of this, Jack only had two big words in his mind: It's over.

Jason in this world has been wantonly abused for two years. Robin, who was originally healthy physically and mentally, was devastated to the point of inhumanity. Now Jason, who has become an Arkham Knight, must hate clowns to the bone.This fake clown fell into other people's hands, and he had no choice but to be cramp and eat his flesh and bones to death without a place to bury him.

But Jack felt something was wrong again.On the surface, the clown of this world is dead.Jack has not been in Gotham for a long time, and he was caught by Batman just after exposing his real body to the Bat family's sight, so the news should not have been leaked.Jason knew that the clown from another world was here, and he probably got the news by listening to the conversation in the Batcave.Alfred was not killed, and the news that Jason broke into the Batcave and went straight to the Joker would definitely be told by him to Batman that the unknown Arkham Knight was actually obsessed with the Joker. , not only will check the wiretapping device, but also probably know Jason's real identity.

Is Jason losing some of his first-hand advantage in exchange for a sick clown?

The more he didn't want to come, the door was pulled open while Jack was still thinking.The Arkham Knight walked in slowly, the faint blue lights flickering on and off, like two flickering and jumping will-o'-the-wisps.He came to the bed, stopped, pressed his hand on one side of the cheek, and the mask lifted up, revealing a young face full of scars.He looked only in his early twenties, but his face was covered with small scars, and there was a clear "J" brand on the left side of his face. His lips were tightly pressed together, stretched into a cold and serious straight line.

It seemed like a long time before Arkham Knight said with a sneer, "You are the first person to recognize me."

Jack didn't speak.

"When I became an Arkham Knight, I thought: If anyone can call out my name before I do it, I will give up being an Arkham Knight. This is my last chance for the Bat-Family. But Batman No, not Nightwing, not Barbara, not Alfred. They all forgot about me. The first person to call me 'Jason' was you. A clown from another world."

No, this is just knowing the plot, there is no strange bond between us...

Jack, who was impressed by Jason's awkwardness, took a deep breath: "You hate clowns?"

This sentence was nonsense, but Jason's answer made him almost sit up in shock: "No, I don't hate him. Torturing other people's souls is the job of the devil, and I hate people who abandon me to hell. "

Jack froze for a while before saying, "You're wrong, the clown is not a devil, he's just a criminal full of evil. Batman didn't abandon you either, he..."

"Shut up." Hearing the word "Batman", Jason slammed the edge of the bed so hard that Jack trembled, and he said through gritted teeth, "Don't mention Batman to me, don't force me to kill him." about you……"

"You don't want to kill me?" Jack didn't understand.He was mentally prepared to be tortured and killed, the worst thing was to set his pain threshold to zero.After part of the vertebrae were transplanted into Jason's body, the existing deteriorating Dionysian factor should be able to be resurrected again, so he wasn't very worried, and he wouldn't really die.

"I don't want to kill you. The Joker created Arkham Knight, he remade me here, gave me a name, and freed me from Gotham's gravity. I want you to watch me kill Batman , Let him, I want you to know that I have been reborn, and from now on, my life is under my control, and there will be no gravity that will bind me to the ground." Jason said word by word, holding Jack's hand , leaning forward, his face clearly expressionless, but morbid ambition and childlike sadness flickered alternately in those eyes, and finally turned into a less obvious earnestness.It made Jack have a very, very weird illusion. He thought he saw love in Jason's eyes, the love of a child for his father-Jason in front of him looked like a child showing off his achievements to his father.

A thought floated up, and Jack was shocked and speechless—couldn't Jason be tortured by the clown to the point of suffering from Stockholm, seeing the clown as his father, right? !

His uncle's, it's very possible!The clown's brainwashing ability is first-class and powerful, and it only took a month or two to turn Harleen Quinzel into Harley Quinn.Both of them are psychologists, and Harley also used a lot of psychotropic drugs on Jason, and also used electroshock therapy to brainwash Jason. Jason got along with the clown day and night like this, and was surrounded by Harley and lived for more than two years. No matter how determined his will is, he is still a minor, and there is no guarantee that he will not suffer from serious mental problems.

As we all know, the madness of the clown is contagious. If you are close to him and have been with him for a long time, he is not crazy but suffers from Stockholm syndrome, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Think again of the Arkham Knight comics.Harley tortured him mercilessly. After Jason was free, he only robbed her money, but didn't kill her.He was imprisoned in the basement of Arkham for two years, yet he called the old site of Arkham Asylum "home".The clown is the chief culprit that broke him physically and mentally. He clearly has the ability to kill the seriously ill clown, but he refuses to do so, and even kneels to listen to him!That's right, the content in the comics is kneeling!He resisted for a while, and then continued to kneel... Jack still remembers that when he watched this episode, he yelled at the screenwriter for doing a bad job, but now look at it...

Forget it, I don't have the right to talk about him, he also got along with the clown for two years, and was assimilated by him into the current virtue that he can't do without him, and this is still the situation where Batman is intervening.

He knew he was trying to persuade Jason to be true, but he still said: "You wake up, the Joker doesn't care about you, he only cares about Batman. He tortured you to make Batman suffer, not why' Reinvent you', you're just a victim, you don't matter to him. The Joker fed you some bad ideas...it's not your fault. Really, Jason, think about how you were when you were Robin Well, Batman loves you, he's your father."

"Neither Batman nor you are my father. My father is a hopeless poisonous man who tried to sell me to pay off my debts when I was a baby." Arkham Knight said coldly: "But I'm even more curious, why did you save your Jason when you thought you had nothing to do with the clown other than being in the same body? For false guilt, self-satisfaction, or corrupt heroism?"

Jack shook his head lightly: "It's guilt, and... resistance."

"Ok?"

"Joker wants me to kill, to use me to prove that Batman is a joke, when I never let him do so. I made him miserable, he was so angry that he didn't want to wait any longer, so he killed Jason and put the memory Leave it to me, he wants me to eat my guts and be corrupted ever since. I'm going to tell him I'm not doing it—never."

"Why don't you kill people? Because you think you are so noble?"

"Let me tell you a story - once upon a time, a scientist conducted an experiment in which electrodes were connected to both sides of the mouse's brain, and when a button was pressed, a signal would pass through the mouse's brain, bringing a strong pleasure. He put the button Give it to the mouse, let it decide whether to press it or not. The result of the experiment is that the mouse will press the button frantically, without eating or drinking, until it starves to death. I am the mouse, and the button is in my hand .My choice is not to press the first one. This is not noble, this is fear. I am dominated by fear." Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and murmured absently: "Love is the brother of fear..."