Chapter 4:

*Shadow's POV*

Okay the three months start today. Scarecrow, disguised as Dr. Jonathan Crane, has put me on a little assignment. Be the good girl and I'll be free.

I wake up extra early with a smile. My new routine starts with stretching to wake up my body more. Victoria is peacefully sleeping more on the bed.

"Time for your bath witch," the guard says to me as he usually does everyday. "Also you have kitchen duty."

"Okay thank you very much," I smiled in a calm tone.

He raises an eyebrow at my behavior and releases me out. My face begins to hurt from the fake smile. Honestly, having this fake nice girl attitude makes time go by faster than it usually is.

When it was time for my turn to eat, I went towards an empty spot. My hands organized everything on the tray into something a prim and proper young woman would have.

Some of the remaining villains from breakfast notice my strange behavior, but I simply smiled to them and continues eating. Soon after, my cell has me and Victoria once again.

I use the reminding time to get some meditation. Usually this time will be playtime, but since Dr. Crane has given me this assignment, I strongly hope that I can get everything good.

One other responsibilities I have is laundry. Which is not that bad because I just separate clothing into different piles and wash them. When that is done, that pile must go into the dryer. Certain clothing I must iron and hang up on hangers.

Two large carriers is filled with dirty laundry from the previous days. My eyes grew in shock seeing that, but Dr. Crane's words calm me down. I smiled, humming to myself as I begin. Unlike most villains here, I take my responsibilities seriously because this is the life I am used to.

After three hours of doing laundry, my other responsibility is to clean up a section of the asylum along with a few others. Normally no one will do stuff like this because their henchmen will be breaking them out. I don't like to do a large amounts of cleaning like this by myself, but I must to for my all awaited release.

"Hey witch!" another inmate calls out.

I look up from sweeping to another person who's here for mental issue. Not a known villain. Just a normal person who is mentally ill.

"Hello may I help you?" I asked calmly.

"Quit with the goody two shoes act!" he screams, walking over to me, looking all weird as usual.

"What are you talking about?" I'm starting to pretend to freak out, slowly walking backwards.

Other inmates were watching us with interest. Probably seeing this after so long being bored is exciting to see.

At the corners of my eyes, Dr. Crane is up on a railing looking down at what is happening. You can actually feel his blood boiling out of anger behind the calm, yet deadly glare.

"Oh you exactly know what I am talking about," he says with a smirk, now starting to pin me on the wall.

Now I am starting to freak out for real because I seriously don't know what to do. Should I continue on being the good girl act or response on how I would normally do?

Before finally making a decision, the inmate gets thrown off of me and into another wall. I look to see another inmate attacking him and a fight broke out among the group that is supposed to join me in cleaning the area.

"Are you alright Shadow?" Jonathan asked worried for me when I got to the office.

"I'm so sorry Jonathan," I apologize with my head bowed in sadness. "I almost broke out of character."

His index finger and thumb titles my head up by my chin so our eyes can meet.

"Did he electrify you?" Jonathon's question caught me off guard.

My eyes continue to stare into his glass covered eyes. Slowly pale eyelids cover them halfway as a smirk curl on my lips. "Never," I speak the one word that makes him smile in delight.

"Good little girl."

I giggled like a kid.