"Doctor Channing?" Shar looked up from her desk and smiled at the security guard; Arthur Jones.
"Yes, Mister Jones?"
Mister Jones looked nervous, "You have a new patient. Though, you're needed to go to his cell, it's too dangerous for us to transport him."
Her eyebrow quirked up, "Who is it?"
"Bane."
A smile threatened to make her way across her face, but she refused to let it show. Shar grabbed a few items and stood up, all the while pushing the glasses on her nose up.
"Please lead the way," Shar gave a slight smile at Arthur Jones.
The two silently made their way to Bane's cell. Though it was still a week after the incident, blood was still needing to be cleaned up in some placed. Therapy sessions were just now getting back into place, as many of the doctors needed time some time away from the patients. Shar was declined to keep her sessions going, as she was kidnapped. Sharp was worried that it would ruin her mental state.
"We're here," Jones interrupted Shar's thoughts and opened a door for her to walk through. "If you need anything we'll be out here…We won't hear anything, so just signal."
"Thank you, Mister Jones," Shar waved and walked in, closing the door behind her. Her eyes traced up to Bane. He looked a bit smaller than the time she last saw him, but not by much. He must still have Titan in his system. "Hello, Bane."
Bane looked up with her and shifted slightly, obviously annoyed with the situation, "Another bruja."
Shar laughed lightly, "Not quite, Bane. You don't know who I am, do you?"
"Why should I? Have we met before?"
"Mhmm," Shar nodded. "But my hair was a different color when we've met on those occasions…And I had an accent." She smirked when she looked over at Bane, "I tried to free you, but that retched alarm."
"Chica?" Bane questioned as his eyes widened, "Chica de rojo?"
Shar smiled, "That's me!" She tilted her head as she watched Bane, "How is everything? Has Strange done anything to you?"
"He hasn't touched me for a while," he shrugged. "He will pay for it, though."
Shar nodded slowly, "In time…" She rested her head in her hands, "Anyways, do you know what Strange is planning with Titan?"
Bane shifted, "He was planning with the demon head for the city."
"Demon head?" Shar frowned. "Who is that?"
"Ra's al Ghul."
Shar leaned back in her chair, "I'll look into it." She looked down at her notebook, "Anyways, let's get to business. I need something to report, if that's okay." She glanced up at Bane who nodded slightly, "Can you tell me about your childhood? I suppose I'll start with the basics."
"I was born in a prison, to live out my father's sentence," Bane stated without hesitation. "I taught myself. I had to learn to fight and kill in order to survive. My only friend I had was Osito."
"Osito?" Shar tilted her head.
"A teddy bear. It was my only friend and has been ever sense."
Shar wrote something down and nodded. Her eyes were saddened as she held her pen on the piece of a paper for a few moments after writing it down, hesitating on what to do next.
"It's hard…Not having that many friends, or any friends at all," Shar kept her eyes on the piece of paper. "Isn't it, Bane?"
"I suppose," Bane nodded. "Though, it was prison, I had no need for friends."
Shar gave a weak smile, "That's what I told myself." She looked at Bane, "When I was in school." She shook her head, "Sorry, your circumstance was much worse than mine, I shouldn't be comparing."
"Don't apologize, Chica."
The door opened to the room. Shar glanced back to see Arthur Jones in the door way. He watched Bane warily and motioned for Shar to walk out. The meeting was over. After bidding good byes, Shar walked to her office, Edward Nygma was next.
She opened the door and blinked at a person in her office chair. It was Edward Nygma, with his feet on the desk. Shar blinked as she dumbly stood in the door way. Nygma glanced up and simply smirked at the doctor. He motioned his hand for her to sit in the chair, though she stubbornly kept standing.
"What happened?" He nodded over to her face.
Shar unconsciously touched the bandages that were still around her face, "Joker's what happened. What are you doing in my chair?"
"I'll be conducting this therapy session. Now, sit."
Channing nodded and sat down, "Riddle me this, if one is not in the drawer is one sharper or duller than the rest?"
Edward glared at her, "Why are you asking me a riddle?"
"Because that's how you start the sessions," Shar smiled. "Now answer it."
"You are dirty," Riddler crossed his arms. "You are a dirty knife."
"Correct!"Shar clapped sarcastically, "Surely even a seven year old would be able to solve that one!"
"Shut it," he gritted his teeth. "Now, tell me about your childhood, Shar."
Shar froze, "Did you just…"
"What?" His eyes widened, "No! I didn't, just answer the question!"
Shar nodded, "Uh…It was normal, I guess…I was bullied throughout most of it. I was a bit of a nerd and still am. My studies were more important than everything else, so I didn't have any friends. Only friends I did have were my pets. Love them more than life itself…"
Edward Nygma nodded, "You were smart."
"And still am," She corrected while smirking. "Now, uh, why are you doing this, Mister Nygma?"
"Well, after I kiss a girl," Shar's face turned bright red. "I like to get to know her more."
Shar sighed and pushed her glasses up, "I'm sorry Mister Nygma, but I'm afraid the relationship has to stay professional."
"And why is that?" Something flashed over his eyes.
"Because," She took her glasses off and cleaned them off with her shirt while trying to think of the answer, "I can't risk my job. I don't feel like becoming another Harley Quinn. But most of all…" she paused, "Because I don't want to see you get hurt."
"Please! Me get hurt?"
"Strange," Shar growled. "He's working with Ra's al Ghul for Arkham City…" She shook her head, "Bane overheard them…"
Riddler gulped, "Ra's al Ghul…He's dead."
"What?" Shar looked at him confused.
"He'll come back, don't worry," Riddler waved his hand which only confused Shar even more. "You have a lot to learn about Gotham."
"Whatever," Shar crossed her arms. "Do you know where he is? I'm going to pay him a visit tonight."
"Try Arkham Mansion," Riddler smirked. "That was a riddle for the Dark Knight. Assuming of course he's still there."
"Thanks…" Shar stretched slightly and studied his face, "The police really beat you, didn't they?"
"I've have worst," Riddler scoffed. He would never admit that it was anything too bad.
"Speaking of authority like figure, how did the security guards let you here by yourself?" Shar raised an eyebrow.
"They don't know I'm here right now," Riddler smirked at her.
"Damn it, Edward!" Shar hit her head against the desk. "You're putting my job at risk by pulling these stunts!"
"Not my fault they're idiots."
Shar groaned slightly, "Still…They're smart enough to notice you're gone…" She stood up, "Come one, let's get you back to your cell, Mister Nygma."
"Call me Edward," He sat stubbornly in the chair.
"Fine, Edward," she clenched her jaw, "Let's get you back to your cell."
Edward stood up with a smug look on his face and followed Shar out into the hallway. He looked around seeing there were no guards. He rolled his eyes at out their primitive minds could be so idiotic. Then, he looked over at Shar. She was one of the only people who weren't idiotic. Though, she said that the relationship was to be professional. He clenched his fists tightly. How it angered him. How dare they be kept apart! It wasn't fair! Two intelligent people should be able to be together!
"Is everything alright, Edward?" Shar glanced down at his fist and then up to his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" He spat. "Why would you even care?"
Shar raised an eyebrow, "Because you're my patient and you're the closest thing I've had to a friend in a long time, Edward." She kept on walking. "Even though you did kidnap me."
"Still going to hold a grudge against that?" He glared at her. "I wasn't going to kidnap you originally."
"Kidnapping my parents would be even worse, Edward," she watched him for a little bit and then look forward. She froze.
"Doctor Channing," a deep voice sounded. "What are you doing with Nygma? He's supposed to be in his cell.
Shar gulped and started to shake, "I-I found him in my office, I'm taking him back to his cell, P-professor Strange."
Edward glanced between the two and his anger even grew, "I'm not trying to escape, Strange."
Strange's eyes narrowed, "Doctor Channing…You're behavior is all too familiar. You do realize what happened to Harleen Quinzel. She got too close to the Joker, which is what you're doing with Nygma."
She shook her head rapidly, "No! I'm not! I swear. My methods are just unconventional and I—"
"I seem to remember telling you to keep to the conventional methods, Doctor Channing," he walked over to them. "If you were to use unconventional methods you would be out of a job. I'm afraid I'm going to have to fire you, Doctor Channing."
Her eyes widened and the breath in her throat hitched. Tears welded up in her eyes. Her hand flew up to her face to try and hide her grief. She shook her head back and forth in denial.
"You can't fire her!" Edward yelled and lunged himself at Strange. The two fell to the ground as Edward threw punches at the man. "She's the only person here, besides myself, that's not a complete moron!"
Shar ran over to Edward and tried to pull him off of Strange. Edward turned around thinking it was a guard and punched her in the jaw. She fell backwards with a yelp. He froze when he heard a female scream. He stopped and stood up looking slowly to where it came. Shar held her head down as she held her face.
"Shar…" He whispered and tried to take a step forward but was tackled to the ground by multiple guards that showed up after the commotion began.
Shar stood up in a slight daze, her mind was trying to process everything. Her eyes traced Edward as the guards handcuffed him and began to drag him away as he wouldn't walk. She then looked at Hugo Strange who had a malicious look in his eye and a slight smirk on his face. She turned away, she couldn't face him.
"I'll be gone by the end of the day, Strange," she walked away.
-Time Skip-
Crimson X walked through the asylum a glare in her eyes. She hated Strange even more, which she didn't think it was possible. If she did in fact find Ra's al Ghul she couldn't even think of where her hatred would go.
She was in the mansion where some bodies were kept. One after one she opened them. Most of them were empty, while some had bodies. Though, none of them had the name Ra's al Ghul on any of their toes. Her eyes landed on the last one as she walked over and opened it. A small paper rested on the metal paper.
"Ra's al Ghul," she muttered and held it up. "But where's the body…" She looked around and noticed some drag marks on the carpet, "Must have been taken…Hopefully the security cameras have something…" Her hair flowed behind her as she made her way out of the mansion, "And that's in maximum security."
-Time Skip-
It was the same room she hacked into. Her chin rested in the palm of her hand as she carefully watched the mansion's footage. It went black for a moment. A growl escaped her lips as the next footage showed her walking through.
"Damn…" She ran a hand through her hair. "Might as well ask Bane or Nygma if they know anything."
"I thought I told you to call me Edward," Crimson X turned around quickly with her eyes widened. "Don't be so surprised." He rolled his eyes and walked over to her. "What exactly are you looking for?"
"Ra's al Ghul's body is missing," X watched him carefully as he leaned over her and looked at the cameras. "Do you know who took him?"
"Of course I know," he scoffed and stood up properly, "The League of Shadows has him. They're probably brining him to a pit to bring him back to life."
Crimson X's eye twitched, "Why on Earth would you want to be immortal?"
"It…Also helps heal illnesses," He sighed. "He just uses it to be immortal."
"Edward," Crimson paused, "Have you used it?"
Edward turned around, "You're not my psychiatrist anymore, why should I tell you?"
"That's true," Crimson X stood up and walked over to him. "But that means I don't have to…" She trailed off. "Look, I'll still be here for you, even if you aren't my patient. You don't have to tell me, but I will be back."
She gave a slight smile at him and started to walk out. A hand on her wrist stopped her. Turning around she quirked an eyebrow in a questioning look. Before she could ask what he was doing he pulled her close to him and simply held her.
"Edward?"
"I don't want another psychiatrist!" He muttered into her hair, "I won't cooperate with them!"
Shar pulled away from him, "Don't, it'll only make things worse. If you behave you could get better and then you could get out of the asylum."
"Parole doesn't come up for years," he glared at her.
Crimson X smirked as she backed away from him, "That won't stop someone like you from getting out, now will it?" She waved her hand. "I need to go. I'll probably be back, until then…Plan an escape."
