" Aniyah, you better stay with this doctor." Bruce said as they both got in his car. " Don't worry, I will." Aniyah groaned. " Look. This is the tenth time you said something to me. I'm not going to do anything stupid." She fixed her white bow tie before running her fingers through her hair. " Yeah. Yeah." Bruce mumbled, driving off. " And I told Michaela to call you so she won't blow my phone up." Aniyah added. " Why make me deal with her?". " Don't be mean! Michaela would love to hear from you." Aniyah chuckled, yawning. " Ugh. Why does this have to be so early." She grumbled. " Aniyah. It's 1:30." Bruce glanced at her. " Hey. I stayed up late.". " Sucks to you." Bruce chuckled.
" Wooowww. This building gives me the creeps." Aniyah looked up at Arkham Asylum as Bruce pulled up. " Don't back out now." Bruce taunted. " You wish." Aniyah smirked, taking off her seat belt. Bruce grabbed her arm before she could get out of the car. Aniyah looked back at him. " Be careful, Aniyah." He said. Aniyah gave him a reassuring smile. " I will." She nodded. Aniyah got out of the car and walked into the building, looking around. ' This place is huge.' She thought. " Ms. Bluebell?" Aniyah looked over to see a young woman walking towards her. " That's me. Call me Aniyah though. Ms. Bluebell makes me sound old." Aniyah chuckled. " Well, Aniyah. You can call me Dr. Harrison." The woman smiled. She was the same height as Aniyah with bright red hair and deep blue eyes. " And you're going to need this for who we're visiting first." Dr. Harrison pulled out a vibrant pink flower. " Oh...This is pretty." Aniyah mumbled, taking the flower.
" This is a hollyhock, and I'm sure Patient 3395 will love it." Dr. Harrison began to walk and Aniyah followed. " Patient 3395?" She asked. " Yes. Poison Ivy." Dr. Harrison said. ' Ohhh.' Aniyah thought. " That makes sense." She said, following the doctor downstairs. " How long have you been doing this?" She asked Dr. Harrison. " Ten years now." The red head answered. " So, it's safe to say that you like your job?" Aniyah asked, eyeing the door at the end of the hall. " Yup. It's interesting. I never have a boring day." Dr. Harrison said. " Writing about a doctor in your book?" She glanced at Aniyah. " I might. I don't know yet. Most of that was just genuine curiosity." Aniyah smiled slightly. The two men guarding the door eyes Aniyah carefully.
" She's with me boys." Dr. Harrison stopped in front of them. " So she's the writer then." One of the guards stared Aniyah down, making her look down at her notebook. " Yes. Don't be mean." Dr. Harrison opened the cell door and walked inside. " This place isn't for people like you. But apparently can't see how dangerous this is." The guard staring at her stated. Aniyah nodded. " Well. Money can really get you places." Aniyah replied, glancing up at the man. " By your first impression, you don't belong here either.". " At least I can protect myself if something bad happens." The guard shot back. " Hm. Good for you. You never heard someone tell you not to piss of a book writer?" Aniyah raised her eyebrow. " Don't be surprised if you magically become the stereotypical asshole in one of my books." With that, Aniyah followed Dr. Harrison inside the cell.
" Pamela? Are you awake?" Dr. Harrison asked. The cell closed behind Aniyah as she stared at all of the plants that surrounded the cell. " Yes, Doctor." Aniyah's auburn eyes snapped in the direction the voice came from as vibrant green eyes stared back at her. " As you can see, we have a guest. This is Aniyah. She's an author." Dr. Harrison said. " Hi." Aniyah smiled slightly, staring at Poison Ivy. She didn't respond at first, she just stared at Aniyah. " Hello." She finally said. Aniyah put her pen in her pocket and walked towards Poison Ivy cautiously, offering her the pink hollyhock. " Beautiful." Poison Ivy walked towards Aniyah and took the flower from her. The flower began to grow and bloom as Aniyah watched in fascination. " That's amazing." She smiled. Poison Ivy glanced at her. " Thank you. Your book, the science fiction one, what was it called?" She asked. " Uh, my, oh! You mean Take Me Back Home?" Aniyah asked. " Yes, that one. I really liked it." Poison Ivy said. Aniyah's eyes widened slightly. " R-Really? Thank you." She smiled brightly as Poison Ivy nodded.
" So, how was your day, Pamela?" Dr. Harrison asked. " Same as any other day. It would be nice to go outside for some fresh air once in a while." Poison Ivy responded, stroking the pedals of the flower. " You know we can't do that." Dr. Harrison sighed. " Was there anything interesting that happened today?" She asked. " No. Nothing yet." Poison Ivy said. "...Yet?" Aniyah asked. Poison Ivy glanced at her. " Hm. Well, I do want to ready your next book, so I suppose I should warn you." She said. " Warn her about what?" Dr. Harrison asked quickly. " By now, Patient 4479 should have helped someone out of their cell. The plan is to shut off the power. I don't mind. This light is stopping my beautiful plants from growing the way their supposed to." Poison Ivy focused on her flower again. " What?" Dr. Harrison's eyes widened as Aniyah glanced at her. " You should get Aniyah out of here before something bad happens." Poison Ivy put her flower down. " And thank you for this lovely flower." She said. ' The day I visit is the day shit goes wrong? Are you fucking kidding me?' Aniyah thought. She wasn't ready to leave just yet. She at least wanted to see more of the building.
" Thank you, Pamela." Dr. Harrison grabbed Aniyah's arm and they walked out of the cell. " Well this was a fun visit." Aniyah deadpanned. " We'll see if we can do this another time. I don't know if she's telling the truth or not, but I can't take any chances." Dr. Harrison said. " Not with 4479." She mumbled. " Who is Patient 4479?" Aniyah asked, raising her eyebrows as she watched Dr. Harrison tense up. " I can't t-" The lights went out in the basement, cutting Dr. Harrison off. " Run!" She pushed Aniyah forward and she immediately ran off, jetting upstairs to a different floor.
" Shit." Aniyah mumbled as the power went out on that floor as well. If the power was out, that means the cells were open. " Bruce will never let me hear the end of this!" She groaned, running down the hall. Aniyah heard footsteps coming in her direction, so she quickly slid into a cell and closed the door. She heard the footsteps go past and sighed with relief. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she tried to calm down. Suddenly, her phone began to ring, making her jump. " For fuck's sake." She quickly answered it before anyone else could hear it. " Hello?". " Where are you? The doctor said the power went out and the inmates are loose." Bruce said. " I'm fine, I'm hiding. I'm not that adventurous, Bruce." Aniyah chuckled nervously, still trying to calm her nerves.
" Stay where you are. I'm coming to get you." With that, Bruce hung up. Aniyah sighed and put her phone away. " Bruce?" Aniyah froze, hearing the raspy voice behind her. ' Shit! I forgot to check the cell before I ran in here!' She scolded herself. " As in, Bruce Wayne? So, uh, you must be that little writer the guards were talking about." Aniyah heard the man getting closer, and that's what snapped her out of her trance. She quickly opened the cell door and took off, but before she could go anywhere, the man grabbed Aniyah by her hair and yanked her back into the cell, slamming her against the now closed metal door. Aniyah closed her eyes tightly and groaned. She heard a loud click. " There goes the emergency power." The man chuckled.
Aniyah tried to pry the man's hands off of her, digging her nails into his skin. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times to get her vision together. Once she looked at the man holding her down, fear immediately washed over her and she took her hands away. It was The Joker. His dark hazel eyes scanned her auburn ones as he licked his lips. ' Fucking perfect, Aniyah! Good job!' She thought to herself. Aniyah's eyes went from his faded green hair, to his scarred, red pained lips, to the numbers, 4479 on his orange jumpsuit before pressing herself closer to the metal door behind her.
" Now. Since you're stuck here, we might as well get along, right-ah?" He asked. Aniyah slowly nodded, wishing she could melt through the door. Her legs were getting weaker by the second. " I'm glad you agree. Hm. Book writing. I might have to read one of your books. From what I heard, you came here to do, research. Am I wrong?" The Joker asked. "...No." Aniyah answered quietly. " Well don't act so bashful! I'd be honored to answer any questions that you have." He let Aniyah go and turned away from her. " Seeing that you're not leaving any time soon." He added. Aniyah struggled to stand up straight. " Why, are you, still here?" She asked, staying against the metal door. " Why would I leave? I love it here!" The Joker snickered. " What?" She mumbled. " So, did you kill all those people and blow up a hospital to get sent here?" Aniyah's tone came out stronger than she expected and she immediately regretted it. " No." The Joker glanced at her. " You see, I don't plan things. I'm not a guy with a plan-ah." He stated.
" So you're saying you didn't plan anything you did?" Aniyah's eyes widened a bit. " That's right, doll." He faced her again. " You didn't do it for money?" She asked. " I burned the money." He responded. " You, burned the money? You did this to prove a point. What were you trying to prove?" Aniyah asked. " That's it's easy for society to slip into madness if you simply, mess up their order." The Joker answered. "..Chaos?" She furrowed her eyebrows together. " I'm impressed! No one ever gets that right! I suppose writers are smarter than everyone else-ah." The Joker walked towards her. " You use your imagination. Stay like that. Means you're un-pre-dic-ta-ble." He carefully said every syllable as he poked Aniyah's forehead, leaning against the door. Aniyah stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back at her. The Joker averted his eyes before looking back at her in amusement.
"..That was a compliment." He stated. "..Thank you." Aniyah replied, pressing herself against the door more. " Tell me, doll. Have you ever seen a dead body?" The Joker asked. ' Oh God. This is how I die.' Aniyah thought, looking away and closing her eyes tightly. " It's just a simple question. I've seen my share." He said. " Y-Yes. I've seen a dead body before." Aniyah answered. " I'm not talking about the ones you see at a funeral. That's where they all end up. I'm talking about when that little spark of life, disappears-ah. And all that's left is an inadequate object." The Joker's description made Aniyah open her eyes and look up at him, slightly interested. " Have you ever seen one of those?" He asked. "...No." Aniyah shook her head. " Well you should. It's a good experience for a writer." The Joker said.
" Aniyah? Aniyah!" Bruce called. Aniyah glanced at the door. " Come back and visit, Ani-yah." The Joker licked his lips and shot her a smile before punching the cell door, making her yelp loudly. He let out a chuckle at Aniyah's reaction. The door swung open, causing Aniyah to fall back. Bruce caught her before she could hit the ground and guards immediately took The Joker down, cuffing his wrists and ankles. Bruce helped Aniyah up and pulled her close to him as relief filled him. " We're leaving." Bruce said. He glared at The Joker and he smirked back. Bruce lead Aniyah out of the Asylum. ' I just met The Joker.' Aniyah thought.
" What did he say to you?! Did he hurt you?!" Michaela was on speaker phone as Aniyah sat on the couch, running her fingers through her hair. " Nothing happened, he just, let me ask him questions." She shrugged. " Like what?" Bruce asked. " Just, trying to figure out why he did what he did." Aniyah said. " You said you wouldn't do that, Aniyah!" Michaela said. " You honestly think I purposely walked into The Joker's cell?! I wouldn't do that, Michaela! I was fucking terrified!" Aniyah seethed. Bruce sighed as Aniyah sat back on the couch, crossing her arms. " I know. I know, Aniyah. I'm just scared." Michaela sighed. " You're scared? Imagine how I feel." Aniyah huffed. " He told me to come back and visit." She mumbled.
" No way that's happening." Bruce said. " That was pleasant." Aniyah sighed, laying out on the couch. " I'm staying in with Alfred. Forever." She said. " Don't over-react. You know you're lying." Michaela said. " But it is a good idea to stay in for a few days." Bruce said. " I will." Aniyah nodded. " Well, I have writing to do." She got up, grabbed her laptop and jogged off. " Is it too late to make her come back?" Michaela asked. " You should know the answer to that." Bruce picked up the phone and pinched the bridge of his nose. " I'm worried about her. I don't think she understand how dangerous how dangerous The Joker is." He said. " And, just how dangerous is he?" Michaela asked. Bruce shook his head. " He's-". " Bruce, random question! Have you possibly, in some way, met Poison Ivy?" Aniyah asked.
Bruce looked at her. " THE DOCTOR LET YOU MEET POISON IVY?!" Michaela shrieked. Aniyah looked at the phone then at Bruce. " Never mind." She quickly walked away. " I'll call you back, Michaela." Bruce hung up and followed Aniyah into the kitchen. " You met Poison Ivy?" He asked. " Yeah. She was nice. In a way. She liked one of my books." Aniyah mumbled, writing in her notebook. Before Bruce could respond, his phone went off. " I have to get to this meeting." He mumbled, looking at his watch. " Have fun." Aniyah said. Bruce rolled his eyes playfully. " This conversation isn't over." He said, leaving.