I OWN ONLY ABIGAIL!
I watched Batman Begins and I LOVE Scarecrow, so I had to write a story with him in it. Shouuld I keep going? My oc Abigail is losely based on my one friend at school, who I love to call L-Chan. The park about her hair is 100% true BTW.
"The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they are okay, then it's you."
Rita Mae Brown
Abigail Young works at Arkham as an intern. When one of her patients goes missing and she finds him in an unexpected place, along with someone she deffinatly does not expect. Her mind is warped by one of Gothams' worst, it leads to the creation of a new villian: Wolfhound, and she is out for blood.
Abigail Young, Abby to her friends, was a smart, ambitious young woman with a love for animals, wolves in particular. She was tall, about 5'7", with a larger, husky, build, burgundy hair that would turn pinkish with enough sunlight and forest green eyes. She currently work at Arkham Asylum as an intern and was well on her way to taking over from Dr. Johnathan Crane. A thin man, 6' tall with dark brown hair and cool blue eyes. Abigail was diligent in her work and quite enjoyed it at times. When she first started at Arkham she instantly made friends with another doctor, Harleen Quinzel, and the two would always be seen together after-hours. Harleen was quite the beauty, the same height as Abigail with her slim figure and classic blond hair and bright blue eyes.
"Abby!" Harleen called cheerfully. She was the only person that called her Abby.
Abby turned and grinned at her bubbly friend. They had just finished work and Harleen was on her way out the door, but Abby had to stay behind. One of her patients had gone missing the day before and they were still searching for him.
"Hey Harleen." Abby smiled, "going home?"
"Nope. Going for coffee. Wanna come?"
"Can't, sorry. Have to stay back and look for the patient."
"He's still missing?" Harleen asked and Abby nodded, "that sucks. Well keep looking. There are only so many places a grown man can hide."
Abby nodded again and waved as her friend walked to her car then headed back into Arkham to look for the missing patient. She stopped for a moment and wondered where he could be. They had searched all but the basement... THE BASEMENT! Abby started towards the basement staircase, even if she didn't have the keys she knew she could find the patient in no time. The door was locked after all. And if a normal man couldn't open it a mentaly ill man definetly couldn't.
Abby bounded towards the staircase and rushed for the basement, tripping and almost falling on her face the whole way down.
Abby reached the bottom of the stairs to find no one was there. Confused she walked forward and tried the handle. Shockingly the door opened and screams echoed around the dingy hallway of the basement. Alarmed Abby ran into a room at the end of the hall and her jaw dropped. There in the center of the dirty room the lost patient lay strapped to a metal table and beside him stood Dr. Crane, checking the now silent man's pulse.
The door slammed shut, the bang echoing around the room, and Dr. Crane whipped around to face Abby fully. Abby stepped back a few steps and banged into the now closed door. Dr. Crane approached her slowly, anger evident on his features.
"What are you doing down here?" The doctor demanded.
"I was looking for the lost patient." Abby told him shakily, afraid.
Crane scowled at her. "And you thought he was down here? In the locked basement?"
"He's right there." Abby said, gesturing to the bound man, "what were you doing with him!"
"You'll find out soon enough." Crane told her and a blast of fear gas enveloped her.
Short I know. Should I keep going? let me know R&R.