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Tea Time In Wonderland

"Oh, and you didn't… kill him?"

The man held his headphone tight with one hand as he could hear his boss's voice suppressing his anger. "We-well, I shot him like you asked." His voice quivering, knowing that he had failed at completing his job.

He heard his boss breathe deeply in and slowly breathe out. "Hmm, and you said that a man who looked like he was buried in riches came by? Well, now let me ask you something, why is a raven like a writing desk?"

The man fell silent at the question, not knowing how to respond but at the same time scared for his life if he didn't respond. He gulped down his fear trapped in his throat as he steadied his voice to make sure it didn't falter. "I-I d-don't kno-know, sir?"

He heard his boss's voice become calm and heard his voice turn into amusement as he let out a small chuckle. "Don't know? Well, let me tell you…"

Then his head began to throb from a searing pain going through it, he grabbed at his head and tightly clenched his eyes and teeth shut. He felt as if he was being tarred apart from the inside of his head. He soon began screaming out in agony pain for not being able to take the torture. Seconds later, the man fell into a heap of flesh onto the floor.

"I haven't the slightest idea. But you didn't hear that from me."

"So, I have to travel by boat to get to there." I pointed my index finger out to an island not too far from the docks.

"Yes, sir, but why would you want to go there? Heh, usually these crazies want to get out."

I took out my wallet and handed the man a couple hundred bills, not really caring how many I grabbed. "Can you take me there, but far away so that nobody can see a boat heading to the island?"

The man took off his hat and began going through the wad of cash he just received, not really paying attention to what the strange man covered in a black hat just said. "Sure, but for this, the 'to' is paid, the 'from' is going to cost a little more."

"Fine, but I'll only give it to you if you can return me back to land."

The man nodded, and we both headed to his boat, we got inside and the man began starting the boat. If I don't want any attention from the headlines saying, 'Batman breaking into Arkham Island' then it's better this way.

"Hey, buddy, why do you want to go into that demented place anyway?"

I didn't move from my leaning position on the rail as I answered back. "I'm just trying to get some prescriptions." The man chuckled and I could see that we were getting nearer to the island. The man made a turn so we couldn't be detected by any cameras in the front entrance. Instead, he took us to the back of the island where the least of activity was happening.

He stopped the boat, "well, here we are, just make sure you come back alive, I wouldn't want this to be all for nothing, buddy."

I didn't pay the fat man that much attention as I made my way onto the island. Now, here comes the hard part. It's a good thing I brought my Bat-suit's belt. I took out my ear-bug and placed it inside my ear. It began working when I started hearing voices inside my ear; I looked around and could tell that some bodyguards were walking around surveying the area. I quickly hid in the bushes and waited for the bodyguards to pass by. After they left, the front entrance was completely abandoned. I wonder if these guards actually do their job.

Now, where would they keep their medication supplies; maybe if I locate a doctor who works her, I might just-wait! Is that… Elliot? A man came out of the asylum and began going through his phone. I took out my phone and began dialing Elliot's phone number. I hope he is Elliot.

The man looked down at his phone as it began to vibrate in his hand. "Now who could be calling me at these godly hours?" He looked at the caller ID, and didn't recognize the number. "Strange?" He clicked on his phone and answered the call. "Hello?"

It really is Elliot! "Is this Thomas Elliot?"

"Yes, who is this?"

I looked over to Elliot and noticed that he had a clipboard in his hands and was wearing a white doctor's coat. "It's me, Bruce."

Elliot was surprised by the call, and he looked around his surroundings. "Bruce? Hey, it's been a long time but I really can't talk right now, I just took a moment off work and I'm heading back in."

So he does work in Arkham! But what would he be working in an insane asylum? I shifted in the bush and pressed the phone closer to my ear and covered my mouth to keep my voice only on the phone. "Look at the bush near the corner."

Elliot was confused at what he just heard and began scanning the area for anything out of the ordinary. "Bruce, I don't think that this is the right time to play jokes?"

I looked around the floor and came across a rock; I threw it near Elliot which in turn he looked at the direction from where the rock came from. He began walking towards me. "Oh, I'm going to take a wild guess and say that you're in a bush right outside Arkham Asylum. Maybe I'm going nuts?" He hanged up the phone and walked closer to me until he was able to notice that someone was hiding in a bush.

I took off my hat. "Long time no see, huh?"

Elliot let his mouth open for a couple a seconds and then he blinked. "Bru-Bruce! What are you doing here? This place doesn't allow civilians!"

"I know that's why I came by boat, and keep your voice down or I'll be discovered." I managed to say in a whispered voice that only made it possible for Elliot to hear.

Elliot looked around and noticed that a group of bodyguards were coming closer. "I'll be back." He then left and approached the guards. He looked like he was telling the guards to move inside the asylum. Once the guards nodded, they headed inside and didn't ask any more questions.

He came back to where I was located and kneeled down. "Okay, so what are you doing here?"

"I didn't know you worked here? This is all a coincidence."

"Well, I guess that happens when you disappear for a couple of years and don't stay in contact with old friends. But yeah, I work here as a neurologist in the surgery room, only night shifts though."

No wonder he has a white coat on, but that doesn't mean he knows where the medicine is located, unless… "Can I ask you a favor?"

He slightly frowned and nodded. "It depends on what you're asking."

I took out a small prescription pill bottle from my jacket and showed it to him. "Do you know where this type of medicine is stored?"

He took the bottle from me and began to examine what it said on the label. "Yeah, but I didn't know that you took-"

"I don't." I quickly said before he could jump to any conclusions. "It's for a friend." It's not a complete lie.

He raised an eyebrow. "I see, so you have a friend who takes prescribed medication only used for the asylum inmates. I never thought I see the day when you would do something so… outrages to befriend someone who I would guess is trying to make a mockery of you."

A mockery? More like trying to mind-fuck me any moment he sees fit. "Look it's… complicated. I'm just wondering if you could possibly be able to help me with this."

Elliot looked back at the bottle in thought and then sighed. "Fine, but I'll have to give it to you tomorrow. I'll also need the bottle just in case."

"Fine." I began to get out of the bush and Elliot stood back up from his kneeling position. "Also, can you keep this to yourself?"

Elliot pocketed the bottle and gave another sigh. "Sure, but please don't try to take advantage of my position, Bruce."

Position? "I know, and I won't. I'll see you tomorrow." I began to walk back towards where the boat was located at and placed back my hat over my head. I wonder why he said 'take advantage of his position'. Does he know about what occurred with, Jonathan? Either he learned it all by himself or this new Warden kept every physician up to date about what happened in the old Arkham Asylum.

Elliot watched as Bruce disappeared around a corner and took out the prescribed bottle from his coat. "I wonder who would take this kind of prescription. Well, one way to find out." He placed the bottle back in his coat and began walking back into the asylum.

"Drat, there goes another one of my rabbits. Oh, woe is me! Well, at least I still have my Alice." Jervis looked at the young blond girl dressed in a dress across from the table. He placed his cup of tea back down on his saucer and looked over at the unconscious girl. "Tell me; what time is tea time in Wonderland, Alice?"

The young girl didn't respond to his question which brought a smile on Jervis's face. "And that is why you should never be late for tea-time my dear, Alice. Escape once, shame on you, escape twice, shame on me." He then began laughing uncontrollable in the girl's apartment.

A/N: Sorry for such a late update! I've been busy with family.

For those who don't know who Thomas Elliot is, here's a quick summary: Thomas Elliot was also a rich child who became friends with Bruce in a young age. But unlike Bruce, Elliot hated his parents. Later, he became a neurologist and is a great surgeon. He is also known as the villain Hush in the DC universe.

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