Hey guys and girls. This is my next story, Batman: Find Yourself in Insanity. I will not take chapter requests for this story is based off a bad point in my life. The OC characters are Mark Villentore and his best friend, Delilah Sirene.

Batman: Find Yourself in Insanity

Prologue:

The skies above Gotham are the same as usual. Dark. Cold. Rain pouring from the heavens. And the Bat-Signal shining in the sky, calling it's Dark Knight for help. For in this city, crime is disease; a disease in which the Batman has been trying to cure for decades. Some say crime does not cease in this once glorious city due to the Batman's existence. Some believe he is what gave birth to his own rogue's gallery; only to put them away in Arkham Asylum: Gotham's Institute for the Criminally Insane. All of his nemeses have been put away. Just three weeks ago, The Joker was brought back from escaping.

The World's Greatest Detective now has to solve a new case; one about the madhouse's newest resident. His origin is not a freak accident like falling into a vat of chemicals or having acid being thrown onto your face. "Why did he turn out like this?" Batman thought to himself as he walked through the asylum. Insults from the inmates filled the halls all the way to the service elevator down to Intensive Treatment, where his rogues were held for psychological therapy. Once the elevator opened, he was greeted by Commissioner Jim Gordon. The two of them shook hands while the police and asylum security guards stood in awe and fear. Relations between the two were not always like this. In the beginning, the Batman was seen as a criminal. Over time, Gordon's trust in the masked vigilante grew. Batman could read the stress off of Gordon's face.

"Found anything on him, Jim?"

"Yeah. The kid's been ID'd as Mark Villentore. Seventeen years old and in his senior year at Gotham High School. Typical high school genius. Really popular too with the ladies too. Oh this bit of info will interest you.

"Which would be?"

"He's ranked number one of his class, earned scholarships for all of his classes at Gotham City University. From all of the evidence we found in his room, it looked like he was going to major in criminal justice, chemistry, and psychology."

"It sounds like he would have turned out like a hybrid between Two-Face and Scarecrow, if you ask me."

"With the exception of popularity if compare the two." Gordon removes his glasses and pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a stress filled sigh. "He was going to be something great in the future . . . and he just throws it all away. What would give a kid the motivation to murder in cold blood? Especially one who was raised right?

"Where is he?"

"He's in his cell; Right in between Crane's and The Joker's."

"Has he said anything to you?"

"He won't talk."

"He'll talk to me." Batman heads straight for the young man's cell, cape flowing on the floor, making The Dark Knight appear to be a phantom emerging from the darkness.