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Jason confronts the Joker.
Joker tries to get to him, but Jason just smirks and says, “You know... you want me to lose it. Make your death something dramatic. Attention worthy. But...” he chuckles, “you’re not worth that. All you’re going to get is a bullet with no one to watch. No audience, and definitely no Batman to watch to great Joker die.”
Joker’s face frowns at that, but before he could say anything, Jason continues, “No one knows we’re here. And I mean no one. I made sure of it. So..." He pauses. "Buh-bye~” he says with a smile that’s just oh so innocent, before a loud bang echoes out in the basement the two were in.
Joker’s body falls to the ground like dead meat, and just to make sure the dreadful clown is truly dead and won’t come back, he shoots the head again and then the heart.
There was no way of coming back to life from this.
But since Jason knew he could be resurrected as he had, he poured gasoline over the dead body and up the stairs, into the house, until he was outside the house.
As he finished pouring the gasoline, he placed the bottle down and brought a matchbox out of his pocket. Taking one match out, he lights it and drops it into the long line of gasoline, watching the house and Joker’s body up in flames.
What a joyous occasion. Jason turns around and hums as he walks off to celebrate with his outlaw team after finally ridding himself of his monster.