"So, Zatanna, are you willing to open up to me?" Diana asked as soon as the door to her office had closed, she, Shawn, and Zatanna all inside.
"Ebyam, ebyam." Zatanna nodded slowly, to which Diana looked Shawn.
"Maybe." Shawn told her.
Diana nodded at him, then placed her elbows on her desk, leaning her chin on her hands. "Zatanna, would you be willing to tell me a little of your child-hood?"
Zatanna's eyes were almost doll-like as she thought on this, then she nodded and smiled evilly. "Ym rehtaf saw a naicigam ohw thguat em tnereffid efil snossel. Ekil ecno eh thguat em tsuj woh drah a nam nac hcnup!"
Shawn's eyes widened at this, while Diana cocked an eyebrow at him. He cleared his throat, then spoke, "Her father was a magician, a famous one, Zatara, and he let his magic obsession get the best of him. Zatanna was there when he lost most of his mind. And because of her already existing mental illness, that just ended up being bad. She said that her father taught her lots of things, and one of those things was how hard a man can punch."
Diana slightly cringed at what he said, then looked at Zatanna sadly. "I am sorry you had to go through that."
Zatanna only smiled evilly at her, "I od ton deen ruoy ytip, Yzarc Ydal."
Diana glanced at Shawn, who glared down at the girl. "That was rude of you, Zatanna. Doc Diana's only here to help you and the other teens."
Zatanna only smiled sweetly at him, blinking innocently. "Ho, tel em evah nuf."
"Not that kind of fun, kid. Now start answering the Doc's questions before you're also sent to solitary."
Even though he was the most laid back of all the guards, Shawn was the least push-over. He liked having fun and joking around, but he hated being disrespected and all of the patients knew this. Heck, even Joker and Banshee knew that if he got mad, it was best to just run and hide.
Zatanna pouted and crossed her arms, but still said, "Enif."
"Keep asking, Doc." Shawn nodded, making Diana look up from her notebook, where she was writing down notes of both Zatanna and Shawn.
"Is she done with trying to freak me out?" Diana asked, making Zatanna glare at her.
"I t'nsaw ylpmis gniyrt, I saw gnideeccus." Zatanna growled lightly, all the while Shawn rolled his eyes.
"Ask whatever you want, Doc." Shawn told her, to which she nodded and continued.
After Zatanna tried her best to freak out Diana, it was Conner's turn. He just sat there, glaring at her with his arms crossed, refusing to tell her anything. Even when she asked the easiest of questions, like what his favorite color was, he would just glare and silently wish he had laser vision so she could burst into flames right then and there.
After fifteen minutes of angry silence and quiet frustration; on Shawn's part; Diana sent Conner away to time-out in the corner in his room and had Kaldur brought in.
The teenager walked in such a regal manner with his head held high and his shoulders square that it told the Dr. that his delusions really had gotten the best of him.
"So, Mr. Jackson, are you willing to speak to us about your childhood?" Diana asked him after almost five minutes of both of them just looking at each other, this time alone in the room because Kaldur was one of the few inmates that had the trust of the Asylum staff.
"Please, Ms. Prince, my name is Kaldur'ahm. Not Jackson Hyde. And of course I would be willing to share my tales with you." Kaldur spoke softly and formally, which only made Diana raise her eyebrow in intrigue.
She sat up, taking in a deep breath, "Okay, Kaldur'ahm," She took her pen and placed the tip on the first line of the notebook. "Please tell me some of your earliest memories."
Kaldur smiled a melancholic smile, "Ah, my earliest memories are of the incubators in Atlantis, in the royal palace of my King Orin, where I was placed to grow to the greatest extent of my abilities." Kaldur told her, while Diana nodded and wrote it down.
"Then there are the memories of swimming around the parks in Atlantis, where King Orin took me and his wife, Queen Mera, so we could enjoy our time as a family."
"So, tell me something, are you the prince of Atlantis? Or are you just a student to the king?" Diana asked, deciding it would be best to just follow Kaldur's delusions.
Kaldur gave her a sad smile, "I am the; as you would say; adopted son of King Orin, and am treated like royalty, but I am not eligable to be in line for the throne, and if Queen Mera ever had a child, he or she would be the rightful heir to the kingdom." Kaldur informed her.
Diana nodded, then looked up as Shawn knocked on the door. "Fifteen minutes are up, Doc."
Diana nodded and placed the pen down. "It sure was an experience, Kaldur'ahm." she said, offering him her hand.
"It sure was, Dr. Prince." Kaldur agreed, taking her hand and lightly kissing it. "It sure was."
And with that he was escorted out of the room by Shawn, leaving Diana to look after him with interest. After Kaldur, Robin was brought in, and boy, was he nervous. He sat in the same armchair as the rest of the patients, but he was fidgeting and looking behind Diana every five seconds, making her curious as to why.
"So, Robin, what were your parents like?" Was the first question she asked, making him cock his head to the side.
"Don't you mean what they are like? They're still alive, you know. Actually, they're standing right behind you." Robin told her, smiling lightly as if he thought she was somewhat stupid.
She just continued looking at Robin, analyzing him and making him fidget, then wrote down something on her notepad.
"Would you care to tell me a little bit about your parents?" She asked, smiling lightly at the boy.
He pursed his lips, but still nodded. "My parents are the best acrobats in this Earth, and they taught me everything I know. And even know they still teach me new stuff!"
Diana hummed as she nodded, writing in her notebook. "Would you please explain to me why you've been staying with Bruce Wayne? I mean, if your parents can still take care of you, why are you living with Mr. Wayne?" Diana asked, looking straight at him.
Robin moved his head from side to side, then smiled brightly. "My parents may be able to take care of me now, but they can't take care of me all the time! They have shows to do and they have to make their own money, Silly! And Mr. Wayne is nice enough to take care of me while they do that!"
Diana nodded, then pressed the button beneath her desk. Shawn walked inside, looking at her in confusion, and asked, "You needed me, Doc?"
"Yes, Mr. Michaels. Please take Robin back to the cafeteria and bring in Megan." She told him, to which he nodded and motioned Robin to follow him.
"Mr. Michaels, did I do something bad? I know that we're supposed to be in the for fifteen minutes, but I'm sure I was in there for less time." Robin asked quietly, not even looking up at Shawn.
The long haired man only placed his hand on his shoulder. "Robin, those fifteen minutes are for you to answer what the Doc asks. Some people take longer time, like Conner, but others, such as yourself, finish sooner. Don't feel bad at all."
Robin nodded wearily, then smiled as Wally greeted him and asked if he wanted to play a little. Shawn walked towards Megan then took her to the office.
Megan was as broody as Conner, with her arms crossed as she slouched in her chair, glaring at Diana. The black haired woman only stared back at her, and this little 'contest' continued for a good five or six minutes before Shawn sighed and broke it.
"I thought the kid was here to be asked questions. Not stared at as if she were some kind of freak show." He informed, making Diana nod sharply.
"You are right, Officer. Megan, would you be willing to open up to me?" Diana asked, looking at her with her sharp blue eyes.
Megan looked at her, analyzing her, then sighed, "Look, lady, I don't like you, you don't like me, so why don't we say we spoke but not really speak?" She asked, "It's a win-win."
Diana shook her head, "That isn't going to work here, Megan. You have a serious problem, and we won't be able to help you unless you open up."
Megan scoffed and rolled her eyes. "You think that I don't know your game? You act like you care about us, but really, you only want to get a promotion and get married to a rich doctor so you don't ever have to see any basket cases ever again. You're all the same. You'll never change, and I'll never be willing to help you achieve your selfish dreams!"
"Megan!" Shawn scolded, surprised at the girl's outburst, but Diana only raised her hand to stop him.
"Do not worry, Officer. We are making some kind of improvement." Diana told him, then looked up at the watch on her wall. "Take Ms. Morse back to the cafeteria and bring in Wally."
Shawn nodded and did as told, taking the red headed girl and bringing in the red headed boy. Wally sat there, kicking his legs happily as he looked around the room, already in full on Rudolph mode.
"Um, Rudolph, am I right?" Diana asked tentatively, not wanting to guess wrong.
Rudolph looked at her with a smile, nodding. "That's me, Mrs. Doctor!"
Diana smiled at the teen's energy, then asked, "Would you be willing to share some information with me?"
"Depends on what kind of information. I'm only allowed to speak about the happy things in Wally's life." Rudolph told her, frowing slightly.
Diana nodded, then asked, "Would you care to tell me some about Wally's childhood? I mean, what made him develop four other personalities."
And Rudolph changed into Wallace, who glared at Diana. "Now listen here, lady, I don't know what you're playing at, but Wally's past is something that only Wally can discuss."
Diana only nodded, not phased at all by Wallace's glare. "Okay then, will I be able to speak with Wally?"
Wallace only smirked and leaned back, "Wally's the only one that speaks, and that's on his terms."
"Yeah, and aren't we important enough?" Wallace had shifted into Wendy, who was now pouting. "Am I not interesting enough for you to ask questions about me?"
Diana was kind of freaked out at how fast Wally's personalities could change, but she still played along. "Okay, then, Wendy, who are you? What are your wants and needs? What are your favorite things?"
Wendy seemed happy to finally be interesting, but Vallace suddenly popped in, leaning in and glaring at Diana. "Now listen here, Dr. Diana," He spit in disgust, "I have dealt vith mid-card doctors like you since Vorld Var Two und I vill not allow you to ask any of my colleagues anything."
"Shut up, Vallace!" Now Wendy was back, glaring to her let. "I'm the one that deserves to be interviewed."
"You do know that we're not being interviewed for Teen Beats or anything like that, right? We're only here because adults are idiots and can't accept a boy like Wally." Wallace spoke, rolling his eyes at Wendy's dramatics.
"Shut up, Wallace! Ugh, I'm stuck with idiots!" Wendy exclaimed, all the while Diana looked at her in shock.
And in her notebook, all she wrote for Wally was: Needs a lot of help.
I'm so sorry for taking so long to write, but Wednesday was my birthday and it was awesome; complete with WWE tablecloth and balloons and 12 Rounds 2; and I wasn't able to write then. Then yesterday I was busy with my little brother, but today I wrote this!
Also, I would like to apologize if I insult anyone with the content in the story, I honestly didn't think about that, but please, I don't mean to insult anyone.
Anyway, please review.