AN: Just wanted to apologize for this ahead of time. This is my first go at a Jervis x Alice story and it would make more sense if I were drunk or high, but I'm not so, on with the story!

"Your move, Jervis," Jonathan Crane said after laying down a black chess piece on the board in front of him.

The man opposite of him however, wasn't in much of a chess playing mood. Rain pouring and lightning flashing outside seemed to reflect the feelings of most of the inmates in Arkham's infamous C Block common room, especially the Mad Hatter. Sitting in the cheap wooden chair with his legs crossed and holding his head in his hand, he wasn't even looking in the same direction of the black and red chess board. Even his blue eyes seemed to have lost their spark.

"Tetch?" Jonathan said getting a little annoyed.

Jervis didn't even stir. He just let out a sorrowful sigh.

Jonathan set his elbows on the table and held his head in his right hand. He was clearly irked by Jervis's lack of attentiveness.

"Do you mind showing a little haste, Jervis?" Jonathan sighed. "I would like to finish this game today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the storm outside emphasized his point by letting out a shout of thunder. Jervis began to speak.

"Will you walk a little faster?' said a whiting to a snail," Jervis quoted sadly looking out the window on the nearest wall. "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail. See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles-"

"Alright, Jervis," Crane snapped. "What in the hell is the matter with you lately?"

Jervis glanced over at him.

"I'm loosing it, Jonathan," Jervis replied.

"Really?" Jonathan gave a bit of a sarcastic tone. "That would explain as to why you are here."

Jervis almost appeared angry. He uncrossed his legs and sat with his hands on the table.

"I'm serious, Crane. I'm going as mad as a-"

"Hatter, enough." Jonathan interrupted slamming his fist down over the chess board.

Everyone else in the room, Harvey Dent, Arnold Wesker, Pamela Isley, Edward Nigma, and Harleen Quinzel, were all staring at the two of them, now. Neither of them so much as blinked at the two rouges, whom they all assumed were arguing over the game. Most of them where watching TV or playing some form of card game. Noticing the unwanted attention, Jonathan sat up straight in his chair and tried to look professional. Jervis didn't seem to even notice the taller man's outburst.

"Enlighten me on what has you troubled." Jonathan said after a moment of silence.

"I swear I saw Alice today," Jervis whispered, also noticing the looks of their fellow inmates.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow to his friend.

"You see Alice in every blond haired blue eyed woman that catches your eye," Crane replied, drumming his long fingers on the table.

"You don't understand, Jonathan," Jervis said. "I saw the Alice. Alice Pleasence. The one I managed to get myself thrown in here for in the first place."

"Where in the green earth did you see her?" Jonathan asked.

"That's the part I'm worried about," Jervis said in an almost panic. "I saw her here!"

"I think ya did, Hat," a different voice snapped.

Both Jervis and Jonathan both looked over towards the speaker and saw the Ventriloquist and the wretched doll, Scarface, looking there way.

"What makes you say that?" Jervis demanded, standing from his chair.

"I'm guessin' ya didn't see da news lately," The doll replied. It's painted blue eyes glaring at him. "Da broad's apartment was lit up like the sky on da fourth a July. She went looney tunes."

"You're a liar!" Jervis yelled as he pointed an accusing finger at the old man.

"Hehehe. We'll see about that one." Scarface laughed.

"Sir, I don't think you should say-" Arnold started.

"Shad Up, Dummy!" Scarface snapped back. "It's true. Da broad's house is in cindas right now! And she-"

"Both of you should shut it," Harvey growled flipping a coin in the air, catching it, and then repeating the process. "Yeah, they brought in two new girls today. They're going on C Block from what I hear. Batman got 'em both. What they did, and who they are, I don't know."

Jervis didn't say anything but it was obvious he was furious. His breathing was deep and the motions around his jawline proved he was gritting his teeth. The usually wide blue eyes narrowed.

"They're probably just screwing with your head, Jervis." Jonathan said.

Jervis didn't say anything. He just looked towards the chess board and moved on of the white pieces forwards.

"King me."

AN: Well thanks for reading the first chapter. I'll have the second one up if anyone liked the first one.

Thanks for reading.

I do NOT own any of the characters in this chapter.