A/N: I got this idea from Welcome To The Madhouse by Varmint. Mind you this will be darker and creepier. I hope... anyway if you want to kill me for posting a new story, then talk to my mother.

Chapter 1:

The Young Justice walked down the hall of the Jr. Asylum. It was meant for kids, who where as crazy as the Joker.

The guards let them to each cage, only showing them the ones that could be threats in the future.

So far they had seen a girl they called Banshee, who could scream almost as loud as Black Carney, only her scream will kill you. A kid who everyone called Unknown. He was a boy who could turn in to any bad guy and you'd never know, he was Unknown. There was Joker Jr. who was a child of Joker and Harley. There was Razor who could grow any type of sharp object on his body, and he could tell which one you feared the most.

The made it to a cell locked up tight, had a lot of safety protocols and the guards seemed terrified. The heroes clutched there weapon tightly.

They walked in though the first ten rooms before they came to the top of the art guard told them to stay back, as the case that surround the cage lifted. The cage was empty, but that only meant the prisoner was hiding.

They were shocked to hear crying. "Come out, the people we told you about are here." The guard demanded

Slowly a boy, no older then five walked out, clutching a teddy bear and a red blanket covered in black stars.

The boy had fiery red hair and bright green eyes, he was wearing red jeans and a black shirt with a leather jacket. He looked at the officer "You don't visit us as often as you use to." His lip trembled "Why?" He looked them with hopeful eyes "You our new toys?" they didn't answer, too shocked at the fact that a five year old was what had all the guards scared. When they didn't answer he turned towards the guard

"Are they broken? He doesn't like broken toys, we don't either."

Before the guard could answer the boys whole appearance changed. The five year old was gone, they watched as the boy grew in to a teenager around the age of fourteen with the same clothes. His hair got wilder and his bright green eyes suddenly looked deadly. He was glaring at the guard "You made Rudolph cry! I hate it when he cries, it's so annoying! Why would you bring us broken toys!? Your lucky it's not him whose here." He grinned and it was enough to make the Joker want to cry. "You remember what happen last time he was here don't you?"

His appearance changed once again, his deadly looking eyes changed to eyes that promised death, and pain. Once again his clothes looked the same. He was now an a eighteen year old, who made the guards legs quiver.

"Wally's right it's very annoying when Rudolph cries. Rudolph hates broken toys, we all do." He turned towards the Justice League and Young Justice. "The names Wallace. I think you could be fun to play with."

Batman turned towards the guard, "what are this boy's powers?" he questioned. Before the guard could answer Wallace spoke up "I can tell you that, I can do a little magic, run at super speeds and kill you in many different ways. Wally's powers our magic, levitation, and mind control. We can all kill you though. Then there's Rudolph, he has all of our powers and he can control demons."

Once again he changed in to Rudolph. "You said you wouldn't tell them that! There not demons! There my friends that will never leave me!" his eyes flashed red. Rudolph raised his hand and a demon raise out of the ground. The demon saw the boy about to cry and he ran over, hugging the kid.

"Shh Prince Rudolph. Your father told me to tell you that your mother is going to visit soon. I heard about your mortal family. Good job." After a while the demon disappeared. Rudolph turned towards them.

He looked at all of them. His eyes widened as he saw the Flash, who had been covered up by Superman. Rudolph walked up to the cage, "Uncle Barry!" he cried trying to hug the man, who was frozen. "Uncle Barry? You don't remember us?" Wally suddenly appeared "Why would he remember us, he never cared about us! He was too busy saving other people!" Wallace appeared "We should kill you, but we can't, he still thinks you can be of some use!" he then turned back to Rudolph who was crying, "I thought you loved us Barry. Why didn't you save us? Did-did you forget about us?! Did you leave us to die Barry?!"

Batman suddenly snapped his head up stepping towards the cage, holding Wally's file, and opening it he started to read

"Rudolph, Wallace and Wally our the three personality's of a boy, who's father was killed and was abusive. The mother was put behind bars for neglecting the child." He turned towards Rudolph.

"What happen to the real Wallace West?" Rudolph's eyes turned red and he screamed "DON'T SAY THE LAST NAME!" it sounded like four voices had screamed at once.

Batman jumped back in shock, Bat-a-rang at the ready. Everyone else tensed as his appearance changed again. His hair stayed the same as did his clothes. His eyes where red. He now looked to be sixteen.

He turned towards Flash "How dare you come back here, to see us! How dare you! After sixteen years you decide where worth a visit! You also bring us broken toys, and what's this? You can't even come as your self and you bring them!" the four voices where screaming at the poor speedster.

The guard told them to leave before he got angry enough to brake the bars. They quickly left, though his next words terrified them "When I get out of here, you'll die, and every single mortal on this planet will die! You Barry will be able to do nothing, nothing!" He cackled as they left.

No matter how hard they tried they couldn't get rid of that chill that followed them