Over the Cuckoo's Nest

A/N Hello lovelies! How are you? Myself? I'm quite well actually. I just have this unhealthy obsession with Batman right now that I'm working on. lol Anywho, this is my first batman fanfic and it stars...SCARECROW/J. CRANE! Haha So, if you no like- then don't read. :D OH! One more thing.

DISCLAIMER- I own NOTHING! I broke into the vault at DC that holds the rights to Batman but got caught and kicked out. :( Thus, it's back to the drawing board to obtain ownership. As of now though, I only own my OC and her mother. Oh yes, this is POST TDK!

Chapter 1- Paranoia is in Bloom

19 years. 19 years is how long I was living in ignorance. I was invincible - fearless. What a silly, naïve girl I was…

"Mom, I'm going for a jog!" I yelled, hearing my voice echo through the plain white halls of our townhouse.

"Alright, just be home in an hour Angela. You have-"

"I know mom! Class at 3! I'll be home in time." I sighed shaking my head in exasperation. My mother was always worrying for me. Constantly on alert in fear that one day she'd lose me somehow. She even became a realtor just so she could work at home and watch over me "better". I appreciated it but I was tired of assuring her I was fine and that everything would be fine. Maybe if dad hadn't…no. I can't think like that. I can't go back and change things. No one can. It was just me and mom now like it's been for a long time. I've lived a pretty sheltered life but more than made up for it when I was on my own for my precious hour runs and classes at Gotham University these days.

I jogged out the door to our large home nestled in the heart of Gotham City. I guess, I shouldn't say large though. It's only large considering we're in the northern part of Gotham. It's still nothing compared to places like Wayne Manor- or even that billionaire playboy's penthouse, I thought with a slight smile; but I digress.

The day was grey and overcast but I didn't mind. It was perfect jogging weather. I jogged down the three concrete steps that led to the side walk and crossed the street. I was again reminded how lucky we were to live across the street from the large Gotham City Park and entered while popping in my earbuds.

I entered the park after dodging a few cars and removed my jacket, tying it around my waist. Mom would kill me before she let me out the door in just my sports bra and shorts so I covered up till I was in the clear at tghe park. what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. The park was a little quiet but that's pretty normal at about one in the afternoon. I looked right and jogged forward on my normal route- exactly one rotation around the park which I timed to take me around 50 minutes to run. Somewhere around 40 if it was a good day. The air was cool and fresh- most likely from the rain late last night and I was careful to avoid the numerous puddles.

I smiled brightly humming as I briefly closed my eyes. I was on pace to hit 40 minutes today until disaster struck.

I ran into and tripped over a dog.

You know, they say you're 48% more alert and aware of your surroundings when your hearing isn't distracted. Maybe if I'd left my ipod at home and had that extra 48% - maybe I would have noticed the exact moment I became the prey of a scarecrow.

A/N Hello again! Sorry it's so short but this is only the intro so...yeah. See that little review button below? Yup, that one! CLICK IT! All reviews will be loved and any ideas you have for the story will be considered for publication- as long as they fit into my plot of course! :) Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!