Random insight: this is extremely un realistic. you've been warned.

Jayla knew what happened. She slipped on a patch of ice and landed in a ditch. Then, cursing, she got out and went to the road to try and get help. A black van quickly pulled over. She went over to see if they could help. She was quickly pulled inside and knocked out. Jayla woke up several hours later in a hospital room strapped to the bed. Struggling against the straps a man with black hair and blue green eyes hidden under a pair of half rim glasses walked in and smiled down at her.

"Hello Jayla" He said calmly looking at a chart. "I'm Dr. Jonathan Crane"

She glared at him in silence.

"Well talkative aren't we?" He asked smiling kindly. "Okay then we are going to run a few tests that might have some adverse effects but should have a mainly positive outcome. I would recommend staying still while this happens though, they can get a bit tricky."

She blinked at him and he put something in her IV. She started to feel drowsy and her eyes started to ache. She fell unconscious.

Waking up several hours later Jayla blinked as her entire vision sharpened and she gasped. Sitting up she saw Dr. Crane sitting in a corner with a notepad.

"So is everything clearer?" He asked interested as his head twitched randomly.

"Yeah it is" She said surprised and he wrote down the results with a smile.

"Okay another test" He came over and put something in her IV again. "Again with I said earlier, the effects may be different than on the other subjects."

"What does that…." She trailed off unconscious.

"Bruce I haven't heard anything" Commissioner Gordon said for the fourth time as Bruce stood there exasperated. "I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do for you now. We have this big escape to deal with"

"Escape?" He asked alarmed. "What escape?"

"Jonathan Crane escaped Three weeks ago and we're just hearing about it now." He sighed. "That and some man is running around killing people in Gotham. We think it's the same man that killed Miss Wilson's parents."

"Well can't Batman help?" Bruce asked aware of the problem.

"The Other officers think Batman is a bad influence." He sighed and took off his glasses, "I'll tell you if we find anything, but I wouldn't hold my breath on this Bruce. We are swamped."

"Okay" Bruce sighed and turned to walk out. "Thanks for your help"

"Jayla Wilson wake up" She heard Dr. Crane snap in her ear. "Come on Miss it's time to get up"

She grumbled and sat up no longer strapped in. "Hello Dr. Crane"

"Okay now I need you to run around for two hours straight" he said sternly. Even though this man kidnapped her she decided to be gracious and jump out of bed thinking he would let her go if she cooperated.

But then again, She thought walking over to his side where he took her hand and guided her slowly; He could be just a prisoner like me.

He guided her to a treadmill and put it on high. She started to run and before she knew it, it was two hours and she wasn't out of breath.

"Very Good" Dr. Crane smiled at her. And took her off the treadmill and to a shower. "Clean yourself up, you're being transferred"

"Thank you Dr. Crane" She smiled and entered the room.

"Jonathan please" He smiled and walked away. What a nice man she thought taking a shower even if he is a kidnapper or not…this is extremely confusing.

She walked out in her clothes brushing her hair. He stood there and escorted her to the other end of a hospital like place. Into her new room he laid her in the bed and strapped in her arms and legs.

"What are you doing?" She asked frantic. When he didn't respond she said. "Jonathan?"

"I'm sorry Jayla but this is Test is rather painful. Or so the subjects have said. I am sorry for putting you through this." He said sadly putting something else in her IV "You were always my favorite."

A piercing pain hit her back and she gasped. He looked at her and came up to her head, placing a comforting hand on her cheek.

"I'm sorry child" He whispered before leaving the room.

The pain intensified and she started to scream. Soon it became too much for her tired body and she passed out.

When she woke up this time she felt light headed and nauseous. Sitting up she felt something tug at her back. Turning her head Jayla looked behind her and gasped. A pair of small wings were tangled in the sheets. They were purple black and about two feet long each.

"They will get bigger" Dr. Crane spoke from the corner a smile on his face. "Soon you'll be able to fly"

"Why the hell would I want to do that?" She asked him confused.

"You might not" He shrugged and looked at her vitals. "But as a Doctor we do what we can for our patients"

"You're weird" She said straight out. "Let me out"

"You won't be able to do much with those wings" He pointed to her back. "They won't hold your weight. Maybe in another month or two they will."

"Thanks for the intel" She looked at him as he smiled. "Wait How long was I out?"

"Three weeks." He stated proudly and she gaped at him angrily. "That was only because the serum wasn't really taking to your muscles."

"That's ridiculous!" she shouted, "Let me out of here you…. Crazy…. Freak!"

"That's actually an accurate description Jayla." He nodded and looked her in the eye. "A while ago I was in an asylum but I escaped"

"Escaped?" she thought for a moment. "Dr. Jonathan Crane…you were that person form Gotham city a while ago that drove everyone crazy"

"Yes my crowning moment" He sighed happily and put something else in her IV again. "This is going to make them grow faster and have you sleep through it. It will be less painful and so you should be fine. Maybe even sleep through another month."

"Okay?" She forced herself awake for a few more precious moments. "Doctor Crane."

He turned around and nodded his hands clasped behind his back.

"I was… Wrong about you." I tried before sleep took me, "You are a dick."

"Master Bruce" Alfred called as Bruce walked around his room in the loft. "What exactly are you doing?"

"The Scarecrow has Jayla" He said and Alfred blinked.

"Dr. Crane is locked up" he responded folding his hands in front of him, "Isn't he?"

"He escaped according to Commissioner Gordon" He looked through several drawers before pulling out a piece of metal carved into the shape of a bat.

"Is Batman coming back out sir?" He asked with a small smile. Bruce looked up at his old friend.

"I believe so" He sighed and threw the bat at the wall where it stuck "Still got it"