Super: Hiiiii I've finally decided to write a Batman Fanfiction. Woooo. 83 I hope you people like it.
BTW this will mostly revolve around my char Isabella Kelvin (a.k.a Ace) and Jonathan Crane (a.k.a Scarecrow). Yeah... my other char Triff will be in it also...and well it won't be a Batman fanfic without Batman being there soooo...I'm rabbling lets get on with the story.

Summary - What if someone from Jonathan Crane's past came back? What if she is taking over Arkham while Crane is a paticent there? Who is this girl? Is she as innocent as she seems? Does she have a darkside too?
Rating - Pg-13 for this chapter. (will go up possibly)
DISCLAIMER - The day I own Batman or any of the characters from it, is the day I know I will die happy. Kay?
This takes place after TDK.

"Blah Blah Blah" - someone speaking
'Think think think' - someone thinking
Flashback.
Impowering words.
YELLING!
((Like OMG XD)) - me talking
~~~~~~ - Scene change

ASASASASASASASASASASASASASASASASASA

" 9 years ago I was thrown into Arkham for something that wasn't insanity until a few months after I was there...It was really my extremely sensitive hearing that no one knew about that was the cause for me killing that girl...but no one knew that..."

It was a cold night in Gotham, the sky was visble surprisingly, considering how much smog was in Gotham. Isabella stared out the airport window thinking about why she was in Gotham again, her crystal eyes looked back at her. She pulled a hand through her curly brunette hair, sighing as she waited for Triff.

'She's probably lost, Triff never was good with directions...' Isabella thought, then stuffed earplugs in her ears to block out the noise of the airport. Really Isabella was't excited about being back in Gotham, it hadn't been two weeks since she had gotten her degree in psychology and Arkham sends her a letter asking her to come and be the next administrator. Isabella had known at that moment that all the experimenting she had seen Jonathan doing had suceeded but his plan had not suceeded. The only reason Isabella bet she had been picked was she had worked at Arkham before under Jonathan's watch, and they trusted her. Then there was the reason why she took the job, if she wasn't to happy about coming back to Gotham why take the job? Well she didn't have a job and she was bored, also Gotham was the only place she found herself happy...strange huh? She hated the city yet she was only truly happy there.

Isabella was pulled from her thoughts when she saw a familair reflection in the glass she was staring out of. She turned to face Triff, her brunette haired, blood red eyed, blunt friend. Triff smirked at Isabella "Actually decided to come back, Ace?" Triff said smirking, crossing her arms and looking at Isabella er Ace to Triff and all over the criminal underbelly of Gotham. What was that? You thought Isabella was as innocent as her eyes foretell? You're sadly mistaken if you did. Isabella smiled with fake innocence, "Oh how could I leave this place behind?" Isabella said in her overly innocent voice that sounded a little creepy coming into play. Triff chuckled then started walking back to the car she had erm "barrowed", Isabella followed not forgetting to grab her one suitcase.

Triff and Isabella go to the "barrowed" car and got in without a word. Triff started to drive back to the apartment they shared before Isabella left for college. Triff would never understand why Ace went to college, but then again Triff didn't understand a lot of things Ace did. "So when do you start your oh so flashy job at Arkham?" Triff questioned Ace, Isabella turned her eyes from the car window. "Tomorrow...they didn't want to wait." Isabella said rolling her eyes. Triff snorted, and pulled up to the sidewalk and got out, she was about to say something, "Don't want people to know we stole the car so we're parking a block away from the aparment. I haven't forgotten Triff" Isabella said quietly and grabbed her suitcase then getting out. Triff made a face and dragged Ace to the apartment.

~~~~~~

Beeep Beeeeeeep BEEP BEEEEEEEP

Isabella rolled over and smacked her alarm clock, she sat up in bed and yawned. Luckily Isabella hadn't grown out of her school sleeping schedule so she was still used to waking up at 5:00am. She got out of bed and grabbed a white long sleeved collared shirt, and a black pencil skirt. Yawning once again she walked to the bathroom and got in the shower letting the warm water wake her up, she washed herself quickly before getting out, drying herself pulling on her clothes and putting her hair up in a clipped up pony tail.

Her bare feet tapped against the floor as she tried to remember where she had put her nice shoes, last night when she had unpacked she had been so tired she didn't bother to make sure she was putting things in the right drawer. Isabella finally discovered her nice shoes under the bed and she pulled on some pantyhoes and then her shoes. She sighed and looked in the mirror, she didn't bother with make-up over eye liner. Isabella grabbed a jacket and walked out of the apartment she walked down the street towads the bus station. A snicker fell from her lips when she past the car her and Triff had "barrowed" and all the police men standing around it.

Click click click, oh how Isabella remembered that sound...the sound of her shoes hitting Arkham floors. She had gotten there very early, the only people around were a few guards, and a nurse here and there. Isabella had wanted to get there early to avoid any News crews or publicity. Her legs lead her to the familiar office, it was her office now but she always remembered it as Jonathan's office. She walked inside the office and looked at the stack of files on her desk. "Those must be all the people who are in Arkham..." Isabella said quietly then walked over to her desk and sat down then she started to go through the files.

Only seconds before Isabella was going to stop with the files and come back to them later she spotted Jonathan's file, 'He's in Arkham? I would have thought he ended up in jail...' She thought before picking up his file and reading through it. Isabella stared at the file when she was done reading it...she needed to talk to Jonathan, and what better way then having a one on one session with him?

SASASASASASASASASASASAS

Hahaha Cliffhanger...I'll post up to two chapters (including this one) without reviews. I'll post 3 - 4 chapters with a few reviews ect ect. So review if you want to see more.