Ra's Wins

Jason was the first to strike. Ra's allowed his opponent to make the first move. The Demon's Head merely sidestepped Jason's slash. He was playing on the defensive to gauge his enemy's movements. Jason didn't doubt for a second that if Ra's wanted him dead, he would just end his life already.

"What's stopping you from just taking my body for yourself then? Why even need a successor?" Jason lunged out at Ra's but again he dodged and kicked Jason to send him stumbling.

"Tempting, but in order the League of Assassins to thrive, it needs a new leader. Not an old fossil like myself," Ra's explained. Jason could see the age in his face. He was really content with dying just as long as his assassins could continue to operate? Situations like this made Jason reminisce to back when he was just an orphan boy that tried to boost the tires off the batmobile. Life was simpler back then. There were no psychotic clowns beating him with crowbars or murderous immortal assassins trying to scalp him.

The two clashed swords back and forth. Ra's brought his katana to effortlessly intercept Jason's every move. Finally, Ra's bashed the sword out of Jason's hand and jabbed his blade into the Red Hood's thigh causing him to fall to the ground. Ra's pulled the weapon out slowly and Jason cried in agony as blood began to gush out of his wound.

"Perhaps I was wrong about you, Jason," Ra's sighed disappointedly like a father scolding his child. "I was barely even trying and yet here you are at my mercy," he brought the sword up to the boy's throat. "Here I thought the pit made you a man, yet here you are still a scared little boy hoping the bat will come to your rescue."

"G-go to hell, asshole!" Jason swore. That was all he could do at that point.

"I'll see you there, boy wonder," with that he swiftly impaled Jason. The blade went into his chest and protruded out his back. Jason coughed blood and gripped the sword as if to try and slow its entry but he was too late. The look of pure hatred in his eyes as he looked up at Ra's began to fade slowly as his body started to shut down.

Ra's was careful to not damage Jason's body too severely. He didn't want to take any chances with this next part not working.

"Daughter! It's time!" Ra's called Talia over. Two of his assassins carried Jason over to the pit.

The assassins lowered Jason's body into the Lazarus Pit and Talia was laid gently down beside him in the water. The two were submerged simultaneously, the mystical water filling the now dead Red Hood's lungs. Just like before, the healing properties mended his injuries and sealed the holes in his chest and thigh. Even wounds he was still nursing from recent battles alongside Batman healed entirely within seconds. But the water wasn't finished. A magic aura glowed around Jason and Talia's heads. Streams of light began to travel back and forth between the two. Thoughts, memories, experiences, all being traded between the two bodies.

With each passing second, the more Talia al Ghul felt like Jason Todd and the more Jason Todd felt like Talia al Ghul.

"Yes, yes it's working!" Ra's grinned.

Suddenly, everyone's favorite blonde clown stormed the pit.

"Your prison food is way worse than Arkham! And when was the last time you hired an interior decorator? The whole Game of Thrones look is so 2011!"

Harley mocked.

"Hey, did you start the fightin' without me?"

Harley swung a mace at one of the assassins and cracked his skull against the cave's wall. She attacked Ra's only to get stabbed just like Jason did and carelessly tossed aside next to the pit. However, she struggled slightly and managed to fall into the pit with Jason and Talia.

"Get her out of there! She'll compromise the ritual!" One of the assassins called out.

"Do not set foot in that pit, brothers!"

Ra's ordered. It was far too dangerous to enter the pit unless they too wanted to have their minds scrambled around.__

"We will have to wait this out..."

A mystical aura glowed around Harley's head too as her injuries were mended. Her mind entered the stream and began exchanging her thoughts, experiences, and memories as well.