A.N.: So this is one of the longest chapters, and one of my favorites. I sent myself into a fangirl moment while typing this towards the end of the story. I won't say what happened, but I love it! I hope you do too!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything except Emerald, as usual. And the idea too. I'm pretty sure that was mine, since it came from my head. Unless some alien invaded my thoughts when I was sleeping O.o it's possible

Where am I? Emerald thought. I can't move...I can't even open my eyes! What's going on? Even though she was unconscious, her mind ran wild. Where did Crane take me? What is he planning to do to me? She started to think of what he could and probably would do, but her eyes didn't even open, not even when she heard the voice of the Riddler.

"I hope you didn't kill her. She could be useful to me."

"I didn't hit her that hard, she should be fine." Crane replied.

"She better be, or you'll be wishing you were dead." Nashton retorted. Emerald's eyes slowly blinked open. "Ah, the princess is awake. Welcome back." Riddler said turning to her, a smirk growing on her face at the disgusted look on hers.

"Don't call me 'princess', Nashton." She snapped at him. Looking around she realized she was on a bed with no pillows, sheets, anything. AS soon as she noticed that, she bolted off the mattress. Emerald then heard a light, awkward chuckle behind her.

Turning around, she saw a tall, lanky boy built much like the Scarecrow. He was tall, thin, and had shaggy brown hair. His hazel-brown eyes looked in her green ones, and he blushed slightly. He looked away. Crane, who Emerald noticed as she looked back, was giving the boy a disapproving look.

"Tommy, I thought I told you not to make a sound. You were suppose to be our secret weapon in case she decides to escape again. Now she knows about you. His voice showed just how upset he was. She felt sorry for the boy.

"I'm sorry, I just thought the way she bolted up was funny..." Tommy said as he took a step back. Scarecrow sighed.

"I knew I should have gave you to Joker when I had the chance," a dark smile crawled onto his face. "Looks like I get to do a double dose." He chuckled, and Emerald got an idea.

"Tommy, right?" She said turning back to him. The boy looked to her, fear in his eyes, but she could tell it wasn't fear of her. She smiled gently. She knew she could charm her way through him. "You don't have to put up with this. You can run. I'll hold him off, okay?"

Crane ran after Tommy, and at the same moment, Emerald tackled Crane. Tommy bolted out the door, and The Riddler ran after him. Unfortunately for Nashton, he had to go right by Emerald. She tripped him before Crane flipped her off him pinning her to the ground.

"Go! I'll hold her." Nashton said grabbing her wrist. Scarecrow got off her and took off out the door. "You better hope he can catch him, otherwise I don't think I'll be able to stop him from 'accidentally' giving you an overdose of fear gas."

Emerald fought against him until he pushed her against the wall. He held her there as he whispered in her ear.

"You have a beautiful mind, Ms. Quinzell. Join me, and we can put that mind to use." His voice grew softer. "Together, we can cleanse this world of the inferior scum that roam around the streets like they know something we don't. In reality, WE'RE the ones with the superior minds."

Emerald's eyes widened as she took in what he was really saying. He wanted her to become his henchgirl – no, partner. He chuckled as she gasped and took a step back as she thought.

She had no friends since she was always doing some sort of puzzle or useless research. Also, she hadn't talked to her family since she graduated, and she had no boyfriend, so she wouldn't be missed. The only thing stopping her was...well, nothing. She couldn't think of a single reason not to join him. If he was lying, he could have killed her already. She looked at him and, even though he was smiling, she could see the seriousness in his face.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Would you like some time to think, Emerald?" She simply smiled at him.

"You can call me Emmy." She held her hand out for a handshake, but snapped her head towards the door as it slammed open. Standing in the doorway was the Scarecrow, and he was ANYTHING but happy. He glared at Emerald.

"He got away! Prepare to meet your worst fear!" He ran at her as she closed her eyes, waiting for the gas to hit her. Instead, she heard two bodies hit the floor. When she opened her eyes, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. The Dark Knight himself had seeminly flown in through the open window and tackled Crane, knocking him unconscious,. And was not moving towards Nashton. The Dark Knight was not happy.