Jason was in the point of no return. After managing to leave Batman in a coma, he took over Gotham like a swarm, his influence extending past Arkham Island and all the way to city hall. Policemen were replace with his men, politicians merely figure head, and any weapons or drugs are strictly monitored by him and his militia. He finally had Gotham, he finally had control over all organized crime but it wasn’t enough, he was not done.

There was something that was still missing, a someone.

A old friend, one caught up in the wrong side of the law and left to rot in Arkham Asylum after fear toxin made her go manic. For two years they were alone, two years they hadn’t seen daylight. Jason was ready for the worst, until he saw those eyes staring back at him.