Nothing To Fear Chapter 12
A/N: Pssssst, You Guys Should Buy Me A PS3 So I Can Play The New Batman Game XDD Just Kidding, (Not Really) I'm Just Sad Cause I Don't Have The Right Console To Play It On .
Much More Importantly Though, I Would Like To Dedicate This Chapter To Yuhi Sakura, Who Helped With My Writer's Block, Thank You, I Owe You My Soul ;)
Disclaimer: I Don't Own Any Of These Characters…I Just Wish I Did…
Jervis' eyes snapped open. He was still on the ground against the brick wall. Hm. He thought, I suppose I'm lucky, I half figured I'd wake up back in Arkham…
He stood up, stretching his aching muscles.
"Where am I?" he asked out loud quietly, looking around himself.
Then it all came back.
Jervis fell back to the ground, silent sobs racking his body. Why? Why, why, why, why, WHY?! Hismind screamed. Slowly, when he had managed to control his breathing a little more, he stood up.
"I s-suppose I should find a new place to stay for the night…" He mumbled under his breath, walking in the direction of one of Gotham's older neighborhoods. This should have some run down houses that I can use… he thought hopefully, trying to distract himself from his own preying thoughts.
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Meanwhile, Jonathan was listening to the voices, and they were pissed.
What the hell were you thinking?! Scarecrow yelled, he loved you, do you hear me, you imbecile? HE LOVED YOU! And what do you do? Let him walk out on you like he was nothing! How stupid are you?
Jonathan whimpered at the mental abuse,
"What could I do?" He asked out loud, "He was asking an impossible question that he knew I couldn't answer!"
Liar! Scarecrow hollered back, you know damn well that you could have answered that question; you were just afraid cause you knew what the answer was! You're always worried about being so goddamned stoic that you're never open to let people in, Jonathan, and he was trying to stop that. And he was close, wasn't he? That's why you shut him out, because you were scared, oh that's right Jonathan, you were scared! You didn't want anyone to get that close to you so you act like you have no feelings at all, but he saw right through that didn't he? And so you snapped, sending him away. You see I-
"SHUT UP!" He screamed, pounding his fists against his head, "YOU'RE NOT EVEN REAL! WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO WHAT YOU SAY?!"
Because I'm right and you know it.
That's really all it took for something in his mind to click. Jonathan stood up and began pacing the room, slowly formulating a plan to win back Jervis' heart.
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Jervis smiled to himself as he turned the rusty doorknob of a decrepit old house. Whoever left the house for good didn't even bother to lock the door when they left.
He stepped inside, looking around. Nothing much, he thought, but I suppose it'll have to do…
He took of his hat, placing it down gently on the old couch in the living room. He looked around for a bedroom, I need a nap. He thought, then maybe I'll try and think about my current situation.
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"Aha!" Jonathan cried, pointing his finger in the air, "I know what to do now!"
He pulled his Scarecrow outfit out of the closet, smiling wickedly.
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Jervis sighed in his sleep, finally free from the inner torments of his confused mind. He was blissfully unaware of the dark shadow that moved silently into his room. The shadow placed an object on the bedside table, smiling. Jervis looked so peaceful while he slept, he likened almost to a young child dreaming of what he'll do for fun the next day. Jonathan couldn't help brushing the bangs off of his closed eyes, grinning as Jervis shivered from the contact.
"I'll be seeing you soon…" He whispered, silently vanishing from the room like a phantom.
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Jervis' eyes fluttered open, gazing at the ceiling un-interestedly. He sat up, rubbing his head. His eyebrows furrowed when he noticed a small piece of straw on the edge of his bed. Frowning, he picked it up and brushed over it with his thumb. That's when he looked over at his bedside table. He dropped the straw on the floor, leaning towards the large bright box sitting beside him. He picked it up, staring at it curiously. The outside pattern was red with orange spots, the same pattern as his tie. Cocking his head to the side, he pulled the bow, opening the box slowly.
Inside was a card and another smaller box, rectangular in shape. He opened the card first despite the nagging curiosity telling him to see what was in the box.
Jervis,
Please forgive me. I'm sorry… I honestly didn't mean it…
You know where to find me.
- S.
He frowned. How did he find this address? He thought, fiddling with the smaller box. Curiosity finally getting the best of him, he opened the smaller box, shaking out its contents. Onto the bed fell a large book with large swirling letters printed on the front page.
The complete works of Lewis Carroll. The letters proclaimed proudly.
Jervis sat perfectly still, staring in complete silence.
You know where to find me…
"Yes I do…" He murmured under his breath, gently putting the book down. "But first, I have something I need to get…"
A/N: Okay, I Guessed A Lot In This Chapter. One: I Have NO Idea How Jonathan Found Out Where Jervis Was, So Don't Ask Me, I Haven't The Slightest Idea XD Two: I Actually Don't Know How Many Things Master Carroll Has Written Besides AIW/TTLG So I Just Assumed That He Could Have His Own 'Complete Works' Book Too. I'd Once Again Like To Thank Yuhi Sakura For Helping Me Out Here ^^ Thanks A Lot!
