Sorry it's been awhile again, have been going through quite a writer's block. But here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy!
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"Woh, Woh, woh, how is this going to work?"
"While I'm in your mind, I will be able to see everything you have seen, through your eyes,"
"Okay, how will you know what you're seeing?"
"I can talk to you,"
"This seem's a bit unfair. You'll know what's going on, but I'm being left in the dark?"
"I can take you with me,"
Jade begins laughing loudly, "What is this, a fucking Christmas Carol?" The green man gives her a questioning look, while Robin chuckles.
"No,"
Jade's face drops, "Obviously,"
"Are you ready?"
"As ready as I can be to have some stranger meander around in my brain,"
"Good, I want you to remember when you first got to Gothem. From there let your mind wander," Jade nods her head and closes her eyes and does as she is told.
She feels the very strange feeling of another entity in her mind. Well, if this isn't an invitation of privacy, I don't know what is.
"Don't think of it that way, I will respect your privacy as much as I can," His voice invades her mind, making her phyically jump in the seat.
"This is just wrong," She responds back in her mind.
"What was the first thing that happened when you got to Gothem?"
"I got phneumonia for starters," She remembers going to the pharamsy and picking up the medication over the counter. Then the coughing fit in the middle of the store, the embarrassment and fear to follow. Then the doctor's visit, the boy who bumped into her.
"Why were you so scared when you saw the blood?"
"I was remembering when my mother was going through chemo, she got a cold and she started coughing up blood," Next she remembers getting the job at the bakery. Then the apartment with the balcony.
After remembering a few days of work, all in fast forward, the next thing was meeting her father for the first time. She remembers the nervousness, uneasiness, excitement and fear all wrapped up in a nauseating package.
"Did you not know your father before this?"
"No, it was just my mother and I my whole life," Her mind flashes to a memory of her mother. Tears begin to roll down her face as the pangs of grief come back.
"You miss her so much," He makes an observation. He reaches out his hand and touches hers lightly, "The pain you feel will pass. I can't promise it will never stop hurting, but it will dull," She nods her head and wipes her eyes.
Robin and Batman look on at the silent pair. They watch as 's hand reaches out and touches hers. They see the tears streaming down her face as she wipes them away.
"If you need to, we can take a break," She shakes her head.
"No, I'm okay, I can keep going," She pulls her mind away from the memory of her mother's healthy smiling face back to when she first met Jack, "My mother's dying wish was to never look for him," She confides in him.
"Why did she tell you that?" They watch as the memory plays by itself.
"She told me only pain and misery will follow," They watch as she goes to the phone, then hitting the floor, "This is where this whole nightmare began," She tells him, honestly not wanting to relive this, but knowing this is a big step toward getting the help she wants so bad.
They watch as the man cuts her green hair, tells her that she will carry out the biggest bank robbery the town had ever seen. Then the watch comes out.
Mr. Jone's watches as everything goes black to her contentiousness, then see's her waking up in the bank after blowing it up, "I never meant to do it!" She yells to him.
"I know. Let's see why you did," He takes her deeper into her own mind, to her subconscious. She watches fragments float by. Scrambled, in chaos, "This is why you can't remember," She reaches out her hand, seeing the Joker putting the watch away, "Some one has forced you to forget,"
He watches her touch the memory, "Your job is to go into the bank, tell them to pull all the money out and hand it over, or you'll blow it up. If any hesitation is shown, push the button. Once you have the money, push the button," He hands her the silver rod, "If anyone asks who you are, tell them they are stupid." He turns and brings out a large, metal cylinder attached to an oxygen mask, "Breath this in deeply. Refrain from talking too much,"
Mr. Jone's looks at Jade standing next to him, watching a memory she doesn't even remember. The shock in her eyes, the disbelief flooding her emotions, "Now go and reach havoc in my name," She turns to leave, but is stopped, "Put this on and don't take it off until you get inside the bank," She puts the long, black trench coat on with a hood sloppily sewed on, "Now go,"
She watches her feet hit the pavement as she makes her way eight blocks to the bank. She opens the door, walks up to the counter, ignoring the angry people she barges in front of, takes the trench coat off and repeats what she is told to say. She watches the bank teller's face go white, nods her head and hurries to get all the money she can. The woman turns to look at her, and she presses the button. The large explosion pushes her out of the trance.
"How?" She looks up at Mr. Jones, watching expressionless, as if watching a T.V mystery show, "How can I forget all of this?"
"He hypnotized you, told your subconscious to forget. If your subconscious forgets, your contentiousness has absolutely no clue," They watch as Batman beats her up, then waking up in the same room they occupy. The interrogation, then releasing her back into her father's custody. The awful guilt that strikes her the next few days as she is given medical leave.
That night, a woman with black hair wearing a white mask with cat ears and red markings wakes her up, takes her hand, "I will show you around the city so you can do your job proporley," The rest of the night, she is following this woman around the town and told the street names. When the sun begins to rise, she is taken back home. Then she is waking up on the floor with the window to her balconey open.
The next day she goes to get her phone turned on. On the way back home, she is bumped into a woman with black hair saying she is looking for her son. Then she is following her to a pharmacy, handed a pencil and told to deliver it to the corner of Pearl Street and Fifth Avenue. She nods her head, takes the blue mechanical pencil, "If any one tries to stop you, kill them," She nods her head again and begins walking.
"Miss, what are you doing out so late?" An officer asks her as he pulls up next to her in a squad car. After she gives no response, the man gets out, "Stop where you are!" He yells. Again she keeps going, no thoughts running through her mind. He pulls out his gun and runs in front of her, "Put your hands in the air!" He yells. She runs up to him, grabs his neck and squeezes with her left arm wrapped around him, her right arm pulling her left back. The man begins to struggle, he starts scratching her, slamming her against the brick walls around them. He falls to the ground, still trying to get free as his efforts begin to diminish.
As Jade watches this in horror. Tears roll down her face, "I'm done." She stairs at the forgotten memory, guilt building up quickly. The green man puts a hand on her shoulder.
"If you want, I can keep going with out you," She nods her head, "I want you to close your eyes and think of somewhere that makes you happy," Again she nods, then disappears from his view. He turns back to her subconscious and begins to dig deeper.