Chapter 3 - Prisoner Number 9025

"Is this a joke?"

"No sir, Batman himself caught her"

"All right. Bring her in."

Why did everything think this was just a bad joke? The toddler tried to be as evil as possible, just like every other villain in Gotham.

"Oh, hello! I like to visit the zoo. There are so many dangerous animals," she said in a friendly voice to all the people now looking down at her.

"Should we let her out now?"

"Sure. Let's go."

...

A moment later the two men grabbed Celine and took her to the entrance of Belle Reve. As she was being carted away, the little girl looked at the police officers who had brought her here on more time, giving them a creepy smile before the guards took her through the security door.

It looked to Celine as if everyone were in a bad mood. She saw a sign that told her where she was. "Belle Reve: High Security Prison."

"Why is everyone so grumpy? She asked in confusion, but the guards didn't' answer.

When they arrived at reception they were greeted by a Guard.

"Wow. So it's really not a joke. Good. Change her clothes and take her photos."

"Do we have uniforms tiny enough?"

"Sure. After I heard about this this criminal coming home to us I ordered some."

"Is that what you were waiting for, Griggs?"

"Yep. Hello, daring." The last words were for Celine.

The little girl looked Griggs in the face. Was it a look of anticipation she saw? She didn't answer him. Why should she? Nobody here was being friendly including him.

"Answer when I talk to you," Griggs snarled.

"Griggs is the Senior Security officer here in Belle Reve. You'd better be polite. Put this on."

Before Celine could say anything strangers quickly pulled off her clothes and exchanged them for an orange prison uniform. They undid her ponytail so her hair looked confused and wild. She was then taken to a bright room where she was told to hold a sign while someone took her picture.

"Time to go, number 9025," a guard said, taking her by the arm.

"Why is the number so strange?" the child asked.

"No questions," the guard barked as he opened one of the corridor barriers. His job was to take criminals to their cells, not answer questions.

As she was being dragged through the hall, Celine remembered something. Her clothes were still in theother room, and that meant her best friend was there as well.

"We need to go back, sir," she said, cautiously. She hoped that the guard would notice but he looked straight ahead. Celine looked around in confusion. She couldn't leave Fio alone. He was her best friend and she needed him.

"My Fio doesn't like to be alone, sir!" Again, the guard said nothing.

Fine, Celine thought. He wants to play the bad guy, I can play that game too.

"I want to go back now!" she shouted, kicking at the guard, but he ignored that too.

Why wasn't he listening? Why didn't he care about poor Fio being all alone.

"GO BACK! GO BACK NOW!"she screamed so loudly, that some of the prisoners strained to see what was going on from their cells.

"RIGHT NOOOOOOW!" Celine's scream was unbearably loud.

Annoyed, the guard swatted her on arm before pushing her into her cell.

"Fio will be very unhappy, and this is your fault!" she whispered to the guard. He only smiled in a way that was anything but friendly.

Griggs will have fun with you, little goat," he said, before leaving her alone.

Celine stuck her tongue out at the man's back.

"Be strong Fio. I will find a way to save you, and then he will get a bad boo-boo."