Bruce Wayne awoke to the cold steel of restraints biting into his wrists and ankles. He blinked against the harsh light, the sound of manic laughter ricocheting through the maze. The world around him was a kaleidoscope of skewed reflections, each more disorienting than the last. "Where am I?" he croaked, throat dry and voice strained. The Joker, a figure of chaos clad in vivid purple and green, emerged from the shadows with a grin that was all sharp edges and madness. "Ah, my dear Bruce," he drawled, "welcome to my humble abode. It's time we became family, don't you think?"

Bruce struggled against his bonds, heart pounding as The Joker approached with a syringe filled with a viscous green liquid. "This," he said with a theatrical flourish, "is a gift. A little of me in you." The needle pierced Bruce's skin, and he felt the cold burn of the Joker DNA coursing through his veins. His vision blurred, colors bleeding into one another as a cacophony of laughter echoed in his mind. "No," he whispered, fighting to anchor himself in reality.

Bruce Wayne transformation began slowly effecting every single part of his body, mind and soul. To begin with, his skin started off becoming chalk white just like the Joker. Next Bruce Wayne hair begun reshaping and copying Joker hairstyle only for it to turn bright blue instead of green. "Isn't this fun dear brother of mine?" The Joker cackled causing Bruce Wayne to cackle along with his lips spreading to form a maniacal grin with red lipstick like grin just like the Joker.

Inside Bruce Wayne's mind his memories were changing. He saw himself next to The Joker committing crimes. The two were like an unbreakable duo. He and his brother were like two peas in a pod as they rob banks, blow up buildings and even release Smilex onto the poor victims all while they both laughed the night away. This was the reality now for Bruce Wayne, no Jester as he called himself to compare to his new brother in all blood Joker

Bruce now Jester began laughing it up before looking at his brother. "Mind releasing me now dear brother. I need a change in attire." Jester snarked at Joker. Joker let his new brother go as the pair stand in front of a half broken mirror. Jester then stripped down of his clothes that Bruce Waynewas wearing while Joker helped dressed Jester up in a costume just like his only in purple and blue, not purple and green. The twins had to look different to tell them apart after all.

Jester and Jokergave each other cheeky grins as they put their arms around each other. "Are you thinking of what I am thinking of dear brother of mine?" Joker asked his twin brother. "Of course dear brother. We are just alike after all here." Jester responded back to Joker. The two of them began cackling again before heading out of the funhouse building at the abandoned circus ready to cause as much chaos as possible. Bruce Waynewas no more and Joker got themselves a partner in crime in Jester. Gotham was no longer safe at this point.