Breaking Wonderland: Alice in Chains
BTAS (Batman Animated Series)
(Sequel to Breaking Wonderland) After her breakdown, Alice is forced to seek psychiatric help. Though the criminals in Arkham have other things on mind, again.
PS: Sorry for any grammar mistakes, typos, anything else. Pamela-Ivy switch her name is such a pain. Along with Tetch/Jervis switches. Just flows better at different points.
Chapter 4: Goodbye Arkham
Harley, Pamela, and Tetch acted overly casual the next following days, making sure not to cause too much attention or anger any of Arkham's staff. The plan was simple as long as nothing went wrong. Dinner came and Arkham's inmates made their way towards the lunch hall for dinner. Harley and Tetch made their way early to the lunch hall and grabbed their trays and sat near the door. Meanwhile, Pamela made her way towards the center of the room, as usual, holding her newest favorite plant. She sighed sadly as she placed it down the middle of the room and gave it a loving kiss and placed it underneath the table. Pamela waited for a few minutes as other inmates sat next to her. She smirked at Harley's direction who winked back. Suddenly, Pamela released some of her pheromones entrancing the few men around her. She waited for a minute as their eyes glazed over before speaking.
"You know what really turns me on?" she asked sensually. All the men around her stopped what they were doing and gawked at her.
"What is it Ms. Isley?" a man in front her asked as he placed his elbow on the table, placing his chin on his propped hand.
"I always loved a man with a nice set of muscles, strong and sturdy," she continued. Immediately a man next to her pulled up his shirt and started showing off his biceps.
"Hey who do you think you are?" The man across Pamela got jealous and pulled the guy's face to the table making the other man mad. Suddenly a brawl started and Pamela jumped back feigning innocence. Surrounding security guards came to stop the fight, which ended up growing into a bigger brawl.
"Goodbye, my sweet!" Ivy said loudly as the room started to fill with toxic gas. The asylum was in an uproar. Ivy made her way past the crowd and back through the hall doors. Harley and Tetch were already waiting, Ivy lead the way waiting for three more male guards to make their way towards the lunch hall. Though as they passed Ivy released her pheromone's capturing them as they slowed. She ordered the guards to handcuff them and steadily make their way out of the asylum. They reached the front doors with ease and had the guards release their cuffs.
"We did it and it was all because of you Red!" Harley cheered Ivy as she turned and knocked out the guard who had her cuffed. Ivy and Tetch did the same.
"Alright now what?" Ivy asked as they followed Harley towards an old ambulance. She made her way to back and opened it with ease.
"How are we going to get anywhere with out the keys?" Ivy noted.
"You'll see," she said as jumped in the back. Ivy and Tetch shrugged as the followed Harley into the back.
"All aboard?" a familiar male voice came from the driver's seat. Ivy's eyes widen with shock. For once she was actually happy to hear the voice of the Joker.
"Ready!" Harley shouted as she slammed the back door shut.
"Good," the Joker growled before laughing hysterically. He reversed suddenly causing all three of them to fall back. "Whoops! Hold on tight," he added as he changed gears and pushed the gas peddle down zooming forward.
"I don't think it's such a good idea to have the, whoa," Tetch replied falling forward banging his nose. Ivy and Harley both grinned as they held on tight.
"Didn't Mr. J say to hold on tight?" Harley reminded Tetch as he grasped on to the metal cage window. Joker turned on the sirens as he speeds quickly to Arkhams gates which barely started to open.
"Are you crazy!" Ivy stated as she saw Joker had no intention of slowing down.
"Try me!" Joker yelled with a grin and they barely slipped passed Arkham's gate.
"Yippie!" Harley cheered excitedly. Ivy glared at Harley as did Tetch. They were all quiet for a while.
"So you brought Ivy along as well, huh? I get that but what's the dealio with Hats?" Joker started as he began to enter Gotham. Ivy stared at Harley not knowing what to say.
"Oh, nothing I have plans for lil' ol' Jervy he just doesn't know it yet," Harley replied with a grin.
"Really!" Joker let out in false shock as he ran past a red light.
"Pa-pa-plans?" Tetch asked out as he held on for dear life.
"Don't worry you won't even know it's happening," Harley said with a grin. Ivy rolled her eyes.
"So Ivy? Where to?" Joker asked placing on a chauffeur hat. Harley glowed as she stared at the Joker like a lovestruck puppy.
"Drop me off at Gotham's Terrarium," Ivy replied.
"How 'bout you Hats?" Joker asked. Tetch couldn't think all he thought about his making his way out of the vehicle alive.
"Just let me out, NOW! I can't stand your driving!" Tetch let out bitterly.
"As you wish!" the Joker bellowed as he suddenly slammed the breaks. Both Harley and Ivy fell to their sides looking a bit nervous. "GET OUT!" the Joker growled. Harley giggled nervously as she sat up straight again.
"Go easy on him puddin' he's had a rough time in Arkham," Harley spoke towards the Joker.
"Oh really then more the reason! Get out!" the Joker growled again.
"My pleasure!" Tetch replied as he got up and made his way towards the back doors. He opened them about to jump out when the Joker pressed on the gas causing Tetch to fall onto the street.
"Oompf," he let out sorely.
"HA HA HA! Ta Ta, Hats!" Joker yelled as he rushed away.
Tetch stared as the car sped into the distance.
It was harder than Tetch realized to get settled in. Most of his money was in Gotham's bank and took very cunning methods to get a hold of his own account. Eventually, he did and rented a shabby apartment a few blocks away from Storybook Land. He had good and bad memories of the place. Jervis had a lot of planning to do. For one he had his heart set out for revenge. What the Scarecrow had done was unforgivable another thought was he was finally free and guilt flooded him about escaping Arkham. Perhaps he was actually really close to release. Though revenge out weighed sanity and guilt. He needed money and fast. Tetch derived a plan it was simple it only involved one of his microchips which were good because he was only able to get a hold of three of them. He would stand by the bank where citizens passed. He would bump into them dropping a stack of toys, as the person bent down to help he would place the chip on the ear or hat. That's when he would force them to empty out their bank account and meet them behind an alley and hand them over their cash. When they turned he would slip off the chip and hide behind a dumpster leaving the confuses citizen to wonder back into Gotham's streets.
A few days later Jervis Tetch dressed in his common clothes carrying a box full of toys. He got in a taxi and made his way towards Gothams bank. He paid the taxi driver and waited by an alley. The truth was he hated doing this it was too risky, too desperate. Though he needed the money to make more mind control chips. Finally, a plump older lady wearing a fur scarf decked out in jewellery made his way towards his direction. Tetch stepped forward and bumped into the plump woman dropping his box of toys.
"Oh I beg your pardon," Jervis let out as he dropped his box. The woman stepped back offended.
"How dare you!" the woman replied angrily. Jervis stepped back in shock. He did not expect this kind of reaction. "What's this your trash?" she asked cruelly.
"I-I I'm so terribly sorry madam," Jervis replied as he bent over and picked up the box.
"Hmph, you better be," she said as she walked around him. Tetch grimaced as he stood up suddenly and placed a chip within her pink hat. The woman stopped suddenly. Tetch bent back down and picked up his box he made his way behind the woman and leaned in towards her ear.
"Now, you overstuffed pink balloon you will go to the bank and empty your account. Bring it back to me behind this alley understood," he growled. The woman's eyes were blank as she nodded.
"Yes... deary," she said as she started to walk away. He made his way toward the alley. It was a close one. He didn't expect the first person to run into being a bitter old hag. After a while, the woman came back holding a large case of money. Jervis looked confused as she made her way towards him.
"Here it is deary," she said monotonously.
"Open it he," he demanded. The woman did as she was told. The suitcase was filled with money. Tetch mouth dropped in awe. "Aha ha ha!" he bellowed. He couldn't believe it as she closed the case and handed it over to him. "Now stand right there," and he grabbed the chip from her and hid quickly. A few seconds later the woman started to blink.
"Wha- how did I end up here?" she asked herself loudly as she looked around. She realized she was in a dirty alley and she sneered. She let out a small sound of disgust before dusting herself off and making her way back out. Tetch was overjoyed he wondered if it was worth trying again. Though he thought better of it. He hid the suitcase within the box of toys as he made his way to the other side of the alley. He hailed a taxi and made his way back to his place.
Tetch got a bottle of champagne as he danced around. He pulled out the suitcase from the box of toys and stared at it before realizing there was a combination lock.
"Rats!" he yelled as he glared closely to the combination lock. He sighed as he placed the glass down. "Ah, no matter just a little extra time and the money will be all mine," he grinned. It took half a day for Jervis to open the suitcase but when he did he rejoiced again. With it he had the money to buy the machinery and technology to make more chips. A few days passed and Tetch was hard at work, making illegal purchases and creating more chips, he had a tailor make him another costume as well. All the meanwhile revenge was in the back of his mind. What to do when he actually got a hold of Scarecrow? How would he punish him? His mind questioned; how would he punish him? How would he even find him? He thought for a moment and shrugged sooner or later a plan would come to him and he knew it. For the meantime, he would work on preparation.