"Dr. Nelson," the voice spoke in her ear, a voice she should have known she would hear again, but her heart still beat wildly in her chest, her body aching as she turned to answer the voice as her orange hues opened and she suddenly went to yell when a large thin hand clasped over her mouth as blue eyes looked into hers, but there was something unfamiliar about these eyes as they looked into her own, anger and rage filled her stomach and her hands grasped his hand and tore it away.
"Crane, I was hoping you died," she hissed as she sat up in her bed, eyes shooting daggers at him as he stood there as she stood up as if she was ready to fight him with all he said, however he simply tsked, hurt by her words but on his face stayed that sick off-putting gaze that made her lose some of her strength, but she didn't step back or away from him.
"You didn't die either, despite my best efforts," he hissed, looking her up and down, however it seemed he was trying to keep his voice down. "I put double, maybe triple the amount of a lethal dose and yet here you are, surrounded by every Gotham Officer that they could spare with flowers from Bruce Wayne. Good to know you've got secret admirers, Nelson."
"Just one scream and I can get your ass carted back to the asylum and when I get better, I'll go back and make sure you're MY patient and I'll make every last one of your days is as miserable and pathetic like you are," she spat, her eyes staring holes into his as eyes as a smirk decorated his lips as he leaned down to gaze at her, his face dangerously close to hers.
"Who are you gonna scream to?" He stated and as he said this the door to her room burst open. Her eyes left Crane's momentarily to see Joker and Harley standing in the doorway, Harley smiling brightly at Nirvana, giving a small wave while Joker stood there, his same wild sick grin across his lips. In Joker's hand was a knife that dripped blood and Harley's bat hung carelessly in her hand.
"Doc!" Joker stated brightly, but Nirvana turned her eyes back to Jonathan, her smirk on her own lips as she looked him up and down this time.
"You hired the clowns to get me? Pathetic," she hissed as she felt Joker's arm snake around her shoulders and he grinned at her.
"He made me an offer I just couldn't refuse, well before, I couldn't refuse. Now I'm reconsidering," Joker stated with a grin as suddenly Harley snuck behind Jonathan and swung the bat viciously and smacked it in the back of the knees and Crane suddenly yelped, falling to his knees in pain and Nirvana watched on with confusion in her eyes as Harley swaggered so she was in front of Crane and grabbed a handful of his black hair and made him look at Joker.
"We had a deal," he hissed, icy eyes turning to look at Nirvana who made no move to help him.
"Deals changed, crow. Don't worry I'll make sure not to miss up that pretty face of yours," Harley chimed before suddenly hitting him square in the middle of his forehead with a strong smack with the end of her bat and let go of his hair and Crane slumped to the ground, unconscious.
"There we go! No more pests to rain on our little parade!" Joker stated with a grin as he looked at Nirvana again and moved to stand in front of her, Harley coming up from behind and leaned her arm on his shoulder as both looked at Nirvana, who stood strong, seemingly uneffected by their actions and she looked at Crane with steady eyes, his body unmoving.
"Well, I'm guessing this kindness wasn't free, so what do you want?" She stated harshly, crossing her arms over her chest as her eyes raised to look at both of them.
"Oh she's so smart Harley, so smart!" He stated with a grin as Harley laughed, "We don't want much, we just want to help you get that Scarecrow back for all those horrible things he did to you!" Joker explained but the look on Nirvana's showed that she wasn't buying it.
"And what else?" She stated firmly, her eyes rock steady looking at the two of them.
"Oh alright. Jeez this girl I'm telling you Harley, is something else! We have a need for your services this coming Halloween, but you've got to come back to Arkham," he stated with his head tilted to the side.
"You might as well just hear us out, we've only got ten minutes till the rest of the Gotham PD shows up anyway! We have a big Halloween party coming up here in a couple months, and we just need you for appearances. Plus we have someone with a limitless supply of that toxin of the Scarecrow's that we can provide you!" Joker explained with a sick sense of humor in his voice.
Nirvana thought on the last part of his explanation, thinking on what he meant then it came to her head, "Jones."
"Yeah, the big guy's got in his spit!" Harley added then tilted to the side, "plus maybe you'll get some visits from our friends who can bring you presents!"
Nirvana thought about the prospect they offered, sitting back down on her bed as the thoughts raised through her head. What could she really do out in the real world with the way she looked? It would take months, even years of recovery to gain her normal appearance back. She looked sick, like a monster. And the mental damage she had probably taken under Crane's care was enough to make her not seem fit for her passion, her profession. Her eyes travelled to Crane's unconscious body on the ground, his breathing normal but he was out like a light. But the fire was still lit in her stomach of hate she had for him. And he wouldn't just supply her with his fear toxin without taking her again. And she needed it. The stress had brought that itch back, and being his prisoner absolutely could no happen.
"Alright, what do you do?" She asked and Harley looked surprised.
"I didn't think it was gonna be that easy! I thought we were gonna have to knock you out!"
"No I'll do it, but him..." she motioned to Jon on the ground, "He's mine."
"Of course! All you need to do is take Harley's bat and go sit in the middle of the hallway. Getting into Arkham is almost as easy as getting out! Wait for the police to get there, tell them you don't remember doing it or you feel like you're dangerous to society. Put those manipulative doctor techniques to use!" Joker explained, grinning as Harley handed Nirvana the bat and both walked over Jon's body, her eyes following them as the moved to exit the room, Nirvana in tow, her eyes adjusting to the harsh hallway lighting before her eyes took in the body's all over the place, blood everywhere. She took a deep inhale but surprising Harley and Joker, she continued walking in behind them and sat down in the middle of the hallway as they instructed. They walked away with not so much as another word to her and she looked across the bodies on the floor and saw Millie. The sweet old lady had her bashed in and Nirvana sniffed a little bit, sadness hitting her but she reached over to the body and searched the dead nurse's scrubs, grabbing a cigarette and her lighter and lit it for herself. And began her wait for the cops to get there
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Gordon had already been rushing to the hospital with a squad of police cars behind him, heading to Gotham General. Word of Crane's escape had spread fast through the asylum with Joker and his crazy girlfriend not far in tow with him. He wondered how many villains were under this madman's thumb. He prayed he had caught the word fast enough to save Nirvana, spare her the panic of seeing her captor again but as they approached the hospital, people were already being carted away, dead bodies wrapped in black bags and he wondered if one was Dr. Nelson. When his car screeched to a halt and he practically leaped from his seat and out looking at the mayhem that had ensued only hours after he left. As he was about to enter the building two souls were being escorted out, both in handcuffs. Jonathan Crane, walking uneven and dizzy but his face spoke volumes. He subtle smile tugged at his lips, blue eyes on the ground as he was uncuffed and a straight jacket thrown over his body and shoved into the back of a white van with the words Arkham Asylum printed on the side but Gordon's eyes moved away from this as another person followed behind him, long black hair covering her face, blood on her clothes. Her hands were also handcuffed behind her back, her orange eyes lifting to meet the detective's with eyes that were blank, dead behind them. Behind them, a man with a large plastic bag walked out with a bloodied bat inside, the bat screaming the Harley Quinn style. His eyes followed as Nirvana was escorted into the van as well, her eyes staring past everyone she passed on the way and Gordon could see her nervousness to be in the same vehicle as Crane. But he couldn't protest. Words escaped him while the van engine hummed to a start and the began to roll away.
"What happened here?" Gordon asked, in stunned disbelief.
"I guess the girl saw Crane, panicked and went into a murderous rage. Not much we could have done, detective," a CSI worker answering him, his own head shaking. "It's a shame. I thought she would be okay." Gordon just shook his head and walked inside the hospital, hands in his pockets, in silence.
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Crane and Nelson sat in the back of the van, Crane still dazed, but that smile sat on his lips as he rested his head against the wall of van. Nelson hadn't been put in a straight jacket, the cop who handcuffed her was fearful of her frail body being hurt with the position the straight jacket put the girl's fragile arms. However, she did her handcuffs firmly on, her eyes staring at the wall of the van, fear brewing in her chest but she hide it well with her apathetic look.
"Nirvana." His voice came like ice travelling down her spine, but she remained calm and unmoving. "Nirvana." The voice came again and she shook her head before fiery orange eyes turned subtly to look at him. Jonathan felt his spine tingle with excitement as she looked at him, her eyes matching her precious serum, a true symbol of his handiwork. He hoped he'd never see those forest green eyes again. As he eyed her up and down, Nirvana couldn't help but take him in as well. He looked the same, facial appearance didn't change and his body looked all the same, but she could have sworn she was looking to a different person, and as he spoke again she felt the unhinged craziness in the air.
"Nirvana, we should talk."
Let's take a trip back to Arkham, huh? Also surprise, I got inspired! So it's today not Monday but I'll try to stay inspire and get us at least a couple chapters written!