A few weeks had past, the newspapers had reported the capture of most of the asylum escapees. The paper had reported that the rest of the escapees were highly dangerous and at large. Dangerous? Dr. Crane laughed when he read it. He never pictured himself as a 'dangerous escapee from Arkham Asylum who was still at large'. Batman had probably caught the rest of them. Whenever he thought of Batman he wanted to kill him. Batman handed him over to the police; Batman stopped his hallucinogen from spreading all over Gotham. In other words, Batman had ruined everything.
Crane paced the warehouse, thinking of a new plan to rid Gotham of the Caped Crusader. Hmm…maybe a sidekick would help…. no sidekicks always got in the way. Maybe a group of associates? No too violent and brutal. There were so many options but it had to be a clever way, not just some regular idea that anybody would think of. Villains had to be the best of the criminal underworld. Who knows?
But in the mean time he had a plan to get the money to support his evil plans. With the leftover hallucinogen, he planned pollute Gotham's water supply and, infect professional athletes with his chemicals, then bet against their teams for the money. It was evil but you had to do what you had to do. And then after he got the money he might be able to create some new hallucinogens. He knew he couldn't beat Batman by force but he might be able to defeat him over ways.
At the game…
The loud yells and noise of the crowd was new to him. From being in a cold damp warehouse twenty-four hours a day to a loud bright field, was different. His icy blue eyes looked around and located the betting stand. He smiled evilly and walked casually over. Switching his weight from foot to foot, he was never a good actor. Quickly he placed his bet and walked away silently. As he sat down in one of the seats, he noticed the Prince of Gotham, Bruce Wayne, sitting not so far away. Wasn't that interesting? Just at that same time Bruce Wayne looked over at him. Little did he know who Bruce Wayne's true identity was, even though if he did he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Finally when the game was over, Dr. Crane collected the large sum of money he had won and left to return to the warehouse. Now for the tricky part, obtaining the ingredients for the hallucinogen. Last time, he had gotten the ingredients through his boss but now since Batman messed up that and killed most of that group known as The League of Shadows there wasn't anybody to go to for these things.
Once again he thought of Batman. The man who had ruined everything; his plans, his life, everything. Every time Crane thought about him, he wanted to defeat him even more, but every time Crane thought about that he felt he was going to be defeated by Batman again. Batman, Scarecrow's only fear.
To everyone who has sent reviews- thanks! Sorry this wasn't my best chapter but I felt like I needed to write something before I went to summer school. Once again thanks so much!