Mad Night in Mad House
Note: This is my first story here but IRL I have written many other stories. My first language isn't English so please forgive me if my grammar isn't perfect but I'll try my best. I would love to read your reviews so please make one for me. I'll try to update this once a week but sometimes things get in the way. I hope you will enjoy!
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Prolog - Let's get crazy
The young girl ran away, swearing at the same time and protecting her head. She was thrown on the ground fiercely when bullet hit car gas tank which exploded. The girl curse everything related to cars, gas and bullets while she picked herself back up.
Somebody tug strongly this dark costumed girl up in the air. She tried to get free but she was dangle by her neck like little kid.
"Fuck" The girl sighed. She turned her head only to meet a man who was also wearing dark. Her feet swing in the air but she was too short to be able to touch the ground.
"If you think I'll let you run" Dark man also known as Batman looked at his prisoner who tried to wrest herself out of his grip.
"Am I going to the Blackgate again?" The girl asked while she took her hands on her chest like a little child would do.
"Yes" Then girl eyes went dark. She was knocked unconscious.
Next time when the girl opened her eyes she was in an ordinary cell. It was probably the same cell where she was last time. She was also wearing an orange uniform and her sleeves were rolled on her elbows.
The girl was confused and tried to register everything what indicated time. How long she was unconscious? She didn't even know if it was night or day.
"What time is it?" She asked the nearest guard.
"Eight am" The guard replied without even looking at her.
She had tried to run away from cops either three hours or three hours and a day ago. The girl thought it was the first option because she doubted she would have been unconscious a day. At least her limbs weren't that numb.
Time passed. The girl didn't think about that. She was just waiting for her opportunity to get the hell out of there. But before there was any opportunity to get out a guard came and opened her cell door.
"Move prisoner. You are about to be transferred"
"Where?" The girl asked surprised. She had not even tried to get out there. Yet.
Quickly the girl started to figure out a theory why she was being transferred. Maybe this time guards were able to do something as simple as anticipation and had decided to put the girl into more closely warded cell.
"Where am I going?" The girl asked again and this time with more demanding voice. Who the hell had hired such assholes into prison?
"To Arkham Asylum"
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