The medical building was a lot bigger than Filly thought. The first time she had played the game in easy mode this part of the game was over in a breeze and then she played it in normal and hard mode, she couldn't remember how many times Bane defeated her.

There was no sign of Doctors anywhere, she couldn't hear them but she thought she had already wasted enough time and hurriedly began to snoop about.

From all the books and graphic novels the Doctors seemed very unattached from the world, they were very lifeless with no personally at all, she remembered "Arkham Asylum Madness" by Sam Kieth and every doctor in it acted different, they just weren't 'normal'. They were all hanging on to sanity by a thin thread and in a way it proves the Joker's point, a part of the asylum, and a part of him lives inside all of us.

Filly focused on the little offices, opening cabinets, opening drawers, studying pill packets; she picked up the "DeaCap" packet and pulled out a layer of unused pills. They had a million boxes of them either sitting on the desk of tucked up in selves and even some hidden in the drawers, no doubt some of the Doctors were taking their patients medication.

Hospitals had never spooked her before, all apart from this one; she remembered when she was looking for riddler goodies she hadn't expected to come across heads in jars! Filly was walking up to the last little office and almost screamed when her eyes made contact with the floating head in a jar. She cursed then shook her head and finally took hold of a tape, the tape she had been so eager to get her hands on. When she first played the game this was the first tape she had come across as she hadn't really investigated into riddles and missed the Harley Quinn tape in Intensive Treatment; she left them to the end. But the hard difficulty game she was playing before she fell into this universe, she was trying to get all of the riddles and catch the Riddler before the final show down with Joker.

"Final show down…still feels like a long way away yet" she said to herself.

Opening a drawer she hunted around for a tape recorder and luckily she found one, she couldn't help but feel excited as she slotted it in and pressed the play button. She knew all the words; she had even gone on to YouTube and downloaded all the interview tapes to listen to!

The tape began to play.

"Patient interview number 21. Patients name is Edward Nigma, also known as the Riddler. So Edward, Warden Sharp tells me you've been leaving threatening riddles scrawled on the asylum walls, again." Filly could picture Doctor Young leaning her elbows on the table with her hands clasped, and Riddler would have his leg rested on his other knee and arms folded but when he would become talking he'd waved his arms a bit dramatically.

"One would have to be severely paranoid to read threats into harmless riddles, Doctor Young. May I test you with one?" he asked her stroking his chin, slight bit of stubble.

"Very well."

"What is it that walks on four legs, then two legs and finally three legs?" Filly imagined him smirking and raising his eyebrow.

"A human being. As a baby is crawls on four legs, as an adult it walks on two and in later years it uses a cane." She ended her sentence making it sound like the answer was very obvious.

And then the Riddler gave that little dark chuckle, "Good try, but the answer to all three is a baby. True, it crawls on four legs but cut off its legs it can only wriggle on two limbs. Give it a crutch it can hobble around on three. You see?"

"That's horrible, how can you even joke about that?!" she said; you'd think she'd of heard worse things.

"Easily Doctor, it's not my baby." The way he said 'it's not my baby' was just very satisfying to her ears.

Once the tape clicked to prove it had ended, she rewound it back to the start left the tape in the same position as she found it, Batman was sure to be arriving at any time and he'd need it to get a step closer to Riddler.

That was one villain she hoped she'd at least get to speak to even if it was only for one minute, she'd love to be his younger sister and cause trouble with him. A brother and sister duo, she smiled at the thought. At the start he seemed like the baby of the Batman villains. As she thought this she couldn't help but picture all the villains as one big family.

"Joker and Harley are clearly the mother and father. Poison Ivy is the sexy aunty and the Penguin is the rich uncle. Riddler is the baby brother and Man Bat is the middle brother who wants to prove so hard to everyone he can be big and bad. Scarecrow and Victor Zsasz are like the strange cousins you'd stay away from. TwoFace and Black Mask…I think they'd be brothers always trying to better one and another, trying to be top dog. Mister Freeze and Bane…two very smart guys but both very different...I see Freeze being a more grandparent figure and Bane to be protective older brother…though I might change that later on."

She couldn't decide on the others, she just happened to realize how big the 'family' was.

After spending a while looking about voices could now be heard far off and not wanting to be caught Filly quickly stepped into the elevator and the doors shut then pushed the down button. She didn't like this elevator, the smell of death clung in the tight space, how many dead bodies had this brought down to the depths of the medical building.

"What, no you can't be there already, it's too early, how…oh it's just you!"

Gave me a heart attack you bastard, she thought as she looked at Joker on the elevator monitor screen.

He giggles in a low tone, "Having fun yet?" he asks.

Filly shrugged her shoulders; nothing hot was kicking off yet.

The Joker laughs and leans back on his throne, "Aww that's a shame, but cheer up," he moves closer to the camera and pulls a grin, "The fun part is just right around the corner."

The elevator jumped as it touched the ground floor, the Joker disappeared off the screen and the doors gave a rusty sound then opened. She crouched down and moved slowly out, she could barely see the doctor's heads in the glass window separating them from her. The real problem was that she wouldn't be able to go to the morgue as the wall was still together and it would be very unlikely she could knock it down and even if she could the noise would certainly attract the doctors and now wasn't the time to get busted. Above her she noticed the vent and her eyes lit up as she knew what she would find if she went through it.

She jumped up and her hands reached on to the vent, she pulled hard and it moved around a little but her weight couldn't get it off so she put her shoes against the wall and used all the strength she had. With one pull the vent tore it's self off and Filly landed heavy on the floor with a loud thud. Frozen in position her eyes looked to the left but it was clear that the Doctors hadn't heard a thing. Cautiously she got back to her feet, jumped into the vent; she couldn't contain her excitement for when she got into Harley's office.

The way she could only describe Harley's office was, a girl who had gone completely crazy for their fandom or one true pairing. She had started counting all the posters covered in lipstick but she had lost count about five times. But Filly just couldn't help herself when her eyes spied the original Harley hat, she carefully took it off the head and put it on, it fit her surprisingly well but there was no mirror though she reckoned she looked good. Filly had wondered why her office hadn't been cleaned out; the small office looked as if it hadn't been cleaned in months. But then another thought came to her head, how long did it take the Doctors to realize that the Joker had Harley wrapped around his fingers. If you were standing outside the office and saw all the Joker posters and newspaper clippings you'd maybe just think that the Doctor was getting into the research and was showing dedication, but of course the lipstick marks wouldn't get you thinking that.

In the cabinets were books on top of books and papers folded and crumbled up in the corners. Filly took out a few papers and read them, they were all notes from a Joker interview, but these ones were more, how do you say, 'confidential', why she'd leave these in her office Filly didn't understand. In the desk drawers everything was colour coded, in the green files were simple photos of the Joker, in the purple files were newspaper and magazine clippings, in the black files were Joker interviews and in the blue files were more Joker interviews but in these interviews other patients of the asylum were mentioned.

It was exactly what she was looking for. Her eyes scrolled quickly across the words, most of the things the Joker said about the rest of the villains were insults. Nothing too interesting but she didn't find anything mention of her, she looked through everything again, then a third time but nothing.

She was about to check it for the fourth time and then there was a series of screams. Her head snapped up from the papers then moved towards the wall and placed her back tightly against it.

The moment Batman stepped out of the elevator he was affected by Scarecrows toxin…and Batman won't be too far behind. The screams caught her attention and she couldn't help but peek. Through the grime on the glass she could see the skinny shadow, the way he moved made it look like skin was hanging and swinging from him. His shadow reached out and the long needles ran along the walls on to the ceiling, she couldn't believe that his shadow was scaring her. The worst thing was his laugh, sure it was terrifying but it didn't have anything on the Joker's.

Playing the game she had never really thought the Scarecrow parts of the game were that scary, most people thought it was awesome. But you never got a look into the Doctors fears, they weren't like Batman unable to defend themselves…and nether was she.

"Oh fuck" she whispered to herself as she realized just how much trouble was about to happen to her, she had no clue what she fear and she didn't want to find out.

Carefully getting up off the floor she was about to jump back into the vent when she realized that the screams had stopped, the only sound was a creepy water droplet echo sound. That can't be right, the acoustics of the rooms wouldn't make things echo. Something cold splashed on her cheek and lips, she wiped whatever fell on her face and when she looked at her fingertips they were tinted red. Filly raised her head to the ceiling, cracks had spread out like the branches of a tree and red liquid which she horribly assumed was blood and it was dripping on to the floor. The second sound that followed was a creaking which sounded like the ceiling was about to cave in, Harley's office was about to be filled with blood.

Let the madness kick in.

This was meant to be finished a few days ago but I had a rough few nights and no energy to write! But anywhoo hope you enjoyed it! I was reading other Arkham Asylum fanfics and I was sooo worried that I got the Joker wrong cause I'd hate to not get his character right.

Also thanks to everyone who faved the story, is following it and the ones who reviewed its been so awesome hearing that you like it and hoping that it gets better. So again let me know what you think!

Jen-Jen