Retire…. what?!
Group therapy. Was hell anything other then group therapy. You asked every rogue around, they all hated it, all hated it with a hate that almost matched their hatred for Batman.
Today's group therapy session was going to be an interesting one, especially when you considered the group who were having it.
Firefly, Killer moth, Killer Croc, Riddler, Scarecrow, Harley, Man-Bat, Rat Catcher, Great White Shark and Mad Hatter, not to mention Mist also seemed to be forced into this one.
They sat in a semi circle around the Doctor who was busy looking through notes, before she looked up and smiled kindly at them all.
The rogues only held a bored expression, her then Harley who was smiling, as well as Drury and Jervis, Kirk seemed slightly interested and Edward smirking like always.
"So then," the Doctor smiled and placed her notebook down on her lap. "My name is Doctor Sherwood and I am going to be your Doctor for today's session."
"Really?" Edward mocked with the smirk never leaving his face. "I'd of never guessed."
"Edward do everyone a favour and shut up," Mist snarled as she sat with her arms firmly crossed across her chest, not to mention her legs were crossed also.
"Ah," the Doctor smiled and turned to them both. "That was something I'd like to touch up on. Mist, Edward, your relationship."
"There isn't one."
"There clearly is some sort of…" the Doctor tried to think of the right word. "Attraction between you two."
Edward grinned. "Of course there is," he slowly draped his arm around Mist's shoulders and she tensed up slightly. "Mist has never lost her attraction for me."
"And the same goes for you too, Mister Nigma?"
"I'm not a man who lies."
"Remove your arm before I break it," Mist snarled and Edward obligingly removed it and placed it back at his side, glancing at Mist who still held a scowl on her face."
"Miss Terry, must you really act so violently towards Edward?"
"Yes must you always act violently towards him?" Edward grinned, but Mist ignored him and looked at the Doctor.
"It's the only way to get it through his thick skull that I'm not interested."
"Ohh!" Harley crooned as she sat crosslegged on her seat grinning. "Lover's tiff!"
"Harley," Mist hissed as she glared across the room at the blond who was giggling.
"Please, Miss Quinzel," the Doctor turned to her. "Keep quiet, this is not helping the session or their relationship."
"Oh my god," Mist groaned and threw her hands up in the air. "There isn't one. How hard is that to grasp."
"It's a little hard because you both are attracted to each other," the Doctor studied them for a moment. "On Halloween you took Edward down, but by all accounts when we checked his injuries, only a few had been to his face which where caused by someone with much bigger fists then yours and a much powerful hit. You only hit him in the chest and the stomach area."
"It's a bigger area to hit," Mist paused. "Then again…" she turned to look at Edward and smirked slightly. "I could be wrong."
"Funny," he deadpanned before he glared at the Doctor. "If she was so attracted to me then surly I would have not injuries."
"I believe she did not hit you as hard as you can, but had to in order to stop you," the Doctor smiled. "But you two are indeed attracted to each other.
"I find the fact you know that or even can prove the unlikely," Mist huffed.
"You're both tense, your pupils had both dilated and are sometimes struggling to focus on the session itself, like you find each other's presence distracting."
Both Edward and Mist looked at each other before quickly turning and looking rather flustered and embarrassed.
"What I do not understand," the Doctor went on. "Is why you both are still in this life. You could get out of Arkham and start a new life together. You all could start new lives."
Mist leaned back in her seat. "I am. I'm going to reform and become a hero."
There was silence in the room and even stared at her in shock, which quickly turned into anger and annoyance.
"You're doing what?!" Garfield barked as he stared at her in shock. "Why would you even want to do that?!"
"So I can have a life and not have to worry about looking behind my shoulder every ten minuets. Plus it beats being stuck in here in badges and stitching."
"Fair point," Gar nodded before he sighed. "Nah, hero life's not for me. Ain't saving nobody."
"By all accounts, Mister Lynns, you do save Drury on quite a few occasions."
"Only cause stupid here needs someone to," Gar growled. "I'm Drury's carer, so I gotta look after the nut."
"Aww you do care!" Drury cried with a smile.
"Annoyingly I do."
"Well," the Doctor smiled. "Since we're on the subject of retiring and reforming what would you all do? We already know what Miss Terry is planning on doing, but what would the rest of you do, what would you like to do?"
"Well…" Garfield trailed off. "I guess I could go back to the special effects industry with fire."
"Gar… I somehow doubt any film company is going to let you do that," Croc grunted as he watched the Firefly.
Garfield shrugged. "I'll move to a different country."
"I don't think you're aloud out of the country," Jonathan informed him as he studied him, sitting next to thankfully Harley and Jervis and not Croc, who was sitting next to Mist on the far side.
"I've got a jet pack," Garfield defended. "I could get out of here, fly over to somewhere with my jet pack."
"The worrying thing is, that he'd actually do it," Edward mumbled and Mist giggled slightly before she snapped her mouth shut and continued with her scowl, but Edward caught sight of her little slip up and smiled at her. "Maybe I could be a Private Eye," he suddenly said causing everyone to stare at him. "I always wanted to be a Detective when I was a boy, but I doubt the Police would hire me now, so I could always become a PI."
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Edward," the Doctor smiled. "And Mister Lynns, yours was too, just maybe you should avoid the fire side of film special effects. Wouldn't want you relapsing."
Gar shrugged nochtantly. "Don't really care either way."
"I could open up a party shop!" Harley grinned widely. "Have the best confetti bombs the world has ever seen!"
"I could always go back to crocodile wrestling," Waylon shrugged. "That or helping the homeless… which I sorta do anyway."
"You help the homeless?" Kirk asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't let the crocodile look fool ya, Kirk. I do have a heart under this rough exterior and funnily enough it's always the homeless that treat me like a person and not like an animal," Croc grinned. "I go around at Christmas dressed up as Santa and drop of sacks of food and toys and at the homeless shelters not to mention the places where they hide."
"That is very good of you, Mister Jones," the Doctor smiled and wrote something down on her note pad before she turned to Jonathan. "And you Mister Crane, what would you do?"
"It's Doctor Crane and… I think I would just go home."
"Home?"
"Georgia," he answered simply. "I'd live at my family's old farm and read books."
"Interesting," she smiled before continuing. "Mister Tetch?"
"I would open up a book shop!" Jervis clapped his hands together. "I would sell all the classics, Peter Pan, the Jungle Book, Cinderella and of course Alice in Wonderland!"
"An excellent idea, Mister Tetch, what about you Mister Walker?"
"Umm… I'm not really sure," Drury scratched his head in through before Garfield started to giggle.
"You could be a children's entertainer," he laughed before he suddenly though of something else and burst into a fit of more laughter. "You wouldn't…. you wouldn't even need to by a new costume… just wear your moth one!"
Drury stared at him for a long time. "I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not."
"Up to you mate, I'm not gonna be the one in the costume," Garfield laughed even harder before he almost fell off his chair.
"Mister White?" the Doctor questioned.
Warren looked up briefly before he smiled. "Sushi restaurant."
"Ha I'd go to that," Croc grinned.
"Yeah, but be careful, hate to think what Ozzie would do," Edward muttered with a slight smile as he looked over at Mist again.
"I'd start catching rats again," Otis smiled. "But I'd let them loose into the wild once again."
The Doctor nodded and wrote all of it down on her note pad, before she frowned slightly and looked up. "Doctor Langstrom, you have yet to say anything."
Kirk looked up at her and bit his lip before he folded his arms across his chest. "There is nothing I wish to do."
"There surly must be something," the Doctor pushed. "Something you wish to do once you leave Arkham."
Kirk gripped the chair's arms and his fingers began to change slightly. Almost morth into claws.
"Umm Doc…" Drury whispered as he stared at Kirk's hands.
Edward looked and caught a glimpse of what was happening and his eyes widened. "I think you should stop this line of questioning right now, Doctor."
"Edward, this is important for the session."
"So is living!" Edward cried."
"I swear on my life, you all perfectly safe-."
"Your life?!" Kirk snarled as he looked up suddenly and even stared in shock and slight horror as Kirk's face mutated horribly before he fell to the floor and screamed as the sound of bones cracking and popping could be head before they dislocated and then relocated themselves.
Kirk curled in on himself before one final push and his clothes ripped and tore apart as huge wings came up, starting at his back and then leading down his arms as he stood up and screeched a high pitched wail so loud that the others in the room had to cover their ears to block it out.
Once Kirk had stopped screaming standing in front of them was the Man-Bat, as it breathed heavily saliva running down his chin as he glared around the room, fangs gleaming in the light at he stood there, before he spread his wings out and screeched again.
Edward quickly grabbed Mist and pulled her away from Man-Bat, keeping a hand around her mouth to stop her from screaming as they stared.
Crane had ran over to a corner of the room, staring with wide eyes and Drury had grab scuttled over to where Garfield had leaped to get out of the way of the bat's huge wings.
Jervis had over to Jonathan and hid behind while Harley and quickly dived over to where Croc was as well as Shark as they both hid behind the huge reptile man.
The bat was looking around, his ears constantly twitching.
"Nobody make a sound," Edward hissed, still holding onto Mist. "Nobody make one damn sound."
They watched as the Bat got down on all fours and and began to crawl around the room, sniffing the air and the floor as it went.
Edward slowly lowered his hand from Mist's mouth and watched as it suddenly began to crawl towards them.
"I think he can smell your perfume," he whispered as Mist stood completely still against Edward staring as the Bat slowly stood up and began to sniff around her face and neck.
Mist bit her lip and closed her eyes slightly, trying to keep her breathing level as the Bat continued to sniff around.
Edward took her hand and in a flash and whipped her around behind him and hit the Bat right in the face.
It stumbled backwards screeching in outrage before he spread his wings and looked like it was getting ready to fly.
Harley and Croc nodded to each other as Croc rushed out and grabbed Langstrom, before he could take flight.
"Whoa, Kirk! Stop!" he growled as he stumbled around the room, trying to keep hold of the raging Bat in his arms. "What ever your gonna do Harley, do it now! I can't hold onto him much longer!"
"Kirk listen to me, you can beat it! You can beat the Bat!" Harley cried trying to get through to him. "Just calm down alright, calm yourself, calm down."
Slowly the Bat began to calm and then it began to change, gradually back into Kirk who leaned against Croc heavily and screamed as he changed back into human form, before Croc fell over still holding not Kirk who hung in his arms limply, breathing heavy as he looked exhausted. Scars and stretch marks, as well as wounds covered his body from the change and he looked so tire it was unbelievable.
"Not again…" he whimpered as he looked at the floor. "No… not again…"
The Doctor quickly ran to get a medical help as well as the guards as the rest of the rogues simply stared at Kirk in shock and slight fear.
Mist was still clinging onto Edward, guess saving someone's life was a way to get confirmation that they liked you.
Croc slowly pulled Kirk into a cradle like hug as Kirk sobbed into his hands, crying over and over again.
"It's alright, Kirk, it's alright," Croc whispered.
"Nobody got hurt," Harley informed with a hopeful smile.
"Nobody?" Kirk breathed as he stared at her.
"Nobody, we're all fine."
Kirk drew a sigh of relief before he leaned his head against Croc's chest breathing heavily. "Nobody… got hurt…. of thank god…"
"You got my respect dude," Croc grinned. "Never met a guy I couldn't hold onto before, you got total respect from me."
Kirk slowly stood up, holding onto his trousers so they wouldn't slip down to the floor and looked at the others who were still staring at him.
He swallowed before looking at the floor and then back up at them. "I think… I think I'll just go and lay down now…" he whispered before he turned and walked towards the door, leaving a group of monsters terrified.
THE END.
Note: Yeah another funny one kinda, a little sad true but still fun and you guys guessed it because the next one is the twentieth special, I will be up loading it now so yeah I hope you like this one and keep up them requests guys I have quite a few at the moment but I'm slowly catching up.