Fear is the best medicine
Disclaimer: I do not own batman begins, or the characters from said movie. Blah, blah.
Description: Dr. Crane has lost everything, including his mind. But when he starts picking up the pieces, he stumbles across one of his old patients. With her, he can start his experiments again. a little OOC. Crane x OC.
prologue
Screams echoed through the alleys of the narrows. Humans ripping humans apart, fighting for their very lives. And why? Why all this carnage and bloodshed? It was Fear, each and every one of them tainted. It wouldn't have been so bad if it were just those that lived in the narrows, but that was not the case. Convicted criminals littered the streets, they too effected by this fog clinging to their lungs. Breaking into apartments, murdering families, raping the women. All very typical behavior considering the asylum had been emptied. It was pure chaos, just like it was suppose to be. If everything went according to plan, all of Gothum would be infected.
It was a genius plan really. Too bad Dr. Crane hadn't thought of it himself. He wished he had at times. The little inhalant that he had come across came in handy. Which was of course to Ras Al Guls liking. All he had to do was dump it into the main water supply of the city, which just so happened to be right underneath his quaint asylum; the rest would be taken care of. How convenient. at the same time, he'd get to have his fun with the inmates. Conducting little experiments with his mask. If only he could share this brilliant work with the public. But no, that would never happen. Oh wait, it was happening right now. My mistake. And of course, the doctor was going to collect his findings. That just so happened to require a black horse and that mask of his. What experiment wouldn't?
SO, maybe a little of that inhalant had made its way into his lungs. And maybe he had also been an inmate of the prestigious mental institution, instead of Dr. Crane, head psychiatrist. All that was gone now, for he was Scarecrow, one to induce fear in the hearts of others. It was almost like a high, breathing in these fumes. The adrenaline rush, the heavy breathing, and dilated pupils. His heart racing a mile a minute as he sped through the many alleyways. He could have sworn he could hear it beating in his ears, drowning out all other sound. At this point, nothing else mattered. Just the screams flooding the streets. Who needed drugs when a person could have this?
Pulling on the reins, the black mere circled around after hearing that woman's voice. That annoying woman from the DA . That's when he saw her, clutching the boy between her arms in a pathetic way to protect him. How foolish. Hadn't she died already? The concentrated does he had given her should have done the trick. That's when it hit him. Batman. He must have saved her in some way. He didn't know how but he must have. At that moment, a new hatred grew for that man. Especially this woman. Every where he turned she was there, in his way. Could she not see the glory of his work? Or was her mind clouded by a sense of morality. It was strange though…she did not seem…
"AAAHHHHHHHHAHAH OOWWW GAAAAAH." His scream thundered through the narrows. Excruciating pain erupted all over his face, sparks flying before his very eyes. He couldn't even finish his last thought. That bitch. That bitch had done this. Immediately his hands came up in a fruitless effort to shield himself from further damage, that and trying to ease the pain he was going through. But there was no time. No time to exact his rage upon that woman. He was already gone. Whether it was the horse that was spooked by the taizer, or he had subconsciously pulled on the reins to leave this place, he was in no shape to figure it out. Within seconds, he was lost within the thick clouds of vapor, diving headfirst and blind into hell.
to be continued…
Innocentsakura- yeah I know. It was kinda short, but im hoping to get a little more in depth with it. and its rated for later chapters. Please R & R. it is appreciated.