The chattering teeth had bounced under a table and got itself caught itself under papers and kept banging off the table leg. Reaching in she pulled it out and clamped it in her hands, Filly took hold of each side and with all her strength tried to pull them apart, it took a few seconds but it crushed to pieces in her hands. Taking a photo of it a message soon popped up saying that all the chattering teeth in the area had been destroyed. It was hard getting to some of the trophies since you needed certain gadgets to get to them but she took the photo anyway Batman would figure it all out easily.

Being the only one in Intensive Treatment made her feel strangely claustrophobic, she wished that a goon who pop up or someone to come round the corner but no. The only sounds were of alarms and mechanic devices malfunctioning, she had reached Riddler's cell and proceeded to scan it into the device, she was sure that Batman would of already solved this but just to be on the safe side. Setting the gadget down she went on a quick search in his cell for something and soon came cross a small green bouncy ball with a darker question going around it. Repeating the memory process her eyes closed, accessed the memory and watched.

Edward never let himself get bored in the asylum, he'd create new riddles and plans to trap the Batman, he would occasionally make little tunes in his head which held little secrets and sometimes he'd make the first letters of the verses and choruses spell out words. But today hadn't been his best; he was allowed back in the lunch hall to have meals with the rest of the patients but one of the lunatics had grabbed a plastic fork and stuck it into a guards throat. In an asylum filled with scares you'd have to make a weapon out of the most simplest things. He was sighing and grunting in annoyance while bouncing a ball off the wall opposite from him, it would hit the floor, bounce against the wall then the Riddler would catch it effortlessly in his hand.

"Wait here, I shall be back in a moment."

The Riddler turned his head to the sound of the command and his eyes widened at the sight of a little girl. He had never seen a child in the asylum before, she was holding a toy horse by it's two front legs and kept her other hand behind her back. The Riddler watched the nervous child stare as their Doctor entered a room and left her alone, the girls eyes looked around the cell block carefully then she met Edwards gaze. She quickly turned away from him and kept her head staring at the floor.

What a shy creature he thought.

Edward tapped on the metal bars hard making sure that it gave off a loud enough sound to attract only her attention. She glanced his way again then turned her full body towards him but she didn't move any further,"What's your name darling? I'm Edward" he said with a charming grin.

"My name is Emily." she replied shyly her cheeks turning red.

"Do you like games?"he asked sliding down the bars to be at her level.

Little Filly's eyes lit up, "Yes" she replied and took two little steps towards him.

"How about we play a game of Cops and Robbers?"

She pulled a confused face before answering, "I've never heard of that before. How do you play it?"

"It's easy, I play the robber and you are the cop. I run away and hide and you have to come and find me."

"Hold on" little Filly frowned, "Is that not hide and seek but called different?"

Edward held back a bad-mannered comment and chose to reply politely, "Yes but this is a special version. You see you have to let me out of my cell first so I can go and hide. Then once you find me you have to bring me back here and lock me up tight."

Her face beamed, "That does sound like a lot of fun!"

"Good, now do you know how to let me out?" he asked urgently, there was a wicked glint in his eye pleased that his lies had tricked the girl.

Filly nodded and told him that the buttons for each cell were in the room above this particular block. Filly watched as her younger self shot off like a bullet, she was up in the room in no time. Looking left and right to make sure that no one could she her then pressed the correct button and the bars to Edwards cell opened. He took a step out and breathed, using his bouncy ball he flung it up at a camera which was strong enough to break it and like before he caught it with ease.

Little Filly returned to him ready to start the 'game'. Riddler looked down the long corridors that connected everywhere, he remembered the route in his head to get to the rooms that contained his clothes and gear. "Now my dear Emily you stay here and count to fifty then you come and find me." Edward then ran off and left Filly counting quietly to herself.

He had memorized the asylum maps a long time ago he would often go over them again and again and think about all the different places he could hide his puzzles. It didn't take him long to find the room, every time he came across a camera he dealt with it and to his luck he came across no guards. Once back in his green suit and cane in his hand he brushed himself off ready to leave the asylum, he knew the perfect escape route he had come across when going over maps. He turned around but stopped suddenly when he saw Emily standing in front of him smiling away so pleased that she found him. The look on his face made Filly laugh, he was shocked and impressed all at once, he tried to remain calm in front of her but Edward was always one for his angry outbursts.

"Found you!" she cried happily.

"Shush!" he said bending down and wrapping his hand around her mouth, then he quickly took it off so not to alarm her, "Um, well done but uh, something has happened and I need your help!"

"What's wrong?" she asked her voice full of concern.

"I'm not a robber any more I'm a good guy but they locked me up in here and-"

"Why would they do that?!"she interrupted her face completely in shock.

"Because they think I committed a crime but I know the real person who did it so I need to escape to get the real crook! Do you think you could help me get out?" he slyly said.

"Yes, and if I get you out of here will you be my friend?"

"Yes, yes yes now let's hurry before they catch us." he urged. Young Filly grabbed hold of his free hand and dragged him through the asylum in so many different directions he didn't have a clue where he was half the time which frustrated him. Then all of a sudden they stopped, Edward looked around frankly and was about to roar when he realized they were no where near the escape route he was looking for. He turned to Filly ready to shout at her.

"Hey, you are standing on the trapdoor!" she said excitedly. Riddler looked at the floor, the handle was hidden well but he make it out, "If you climb down it takes you to row boat, it had two big paddles in it. I was going to row the boat to Gotham but my arms are too small."

Edward grinned, "Fantastic child! Well done," he lifted open the trapdoor, went down the ladder a few steps then looked up at Filly to say goodbye, "Goodbye Filly, you have been of great help."

He was about to climb down the rest of the long ladder but she stopped him, "Wait!" Edward gave a sigh of annoyance but waited to hear what she wanted t say, "Can, can you take me Gotham? I've never been there before, Daddy Arkham won't let me go. Please, I promise I won't be any trouble."

The was about to say no but thought about it for a few minutes. The girl had got him this far and he wondered what other things he could use her for. He'd need a thief to get him certain things and the idea of a little sidekick was somewhat amusing. However, if she turned out to be useless he would leave her in the streets and let her become someone else's problem.

"Fine, come along girl." She grinned and climbed down after him, they didn't get very far as Filly screamed out when from above an arm shot out, grabbed hold of Filly and pulled her out. Smoke pellets were let off and sent down, they fill the area quickly and Edward couldn't see anything, he heard noises then felt hands on his shoulders pulling up back into the asylum.

The scene cut to black but Filly was now back watching Edward once again bouncing his ball, he had a black eye and his left hand was bandaged up. He looked awful, eyes full of defeat he kept throwing the ball but he never caught it, he let it roll back to him then he do the same thing over and over agian. This time when he threw it his ball rolled out from the bars, Edward cursed but then it hit off his shoe. Filly stood outside his cell again with a face of sour. It was as if she had appeared out of thin air, he gave her an unkind smirk before saying a word, "Well done kid, you won the game."

"You lied to me. I got into a lot of trouble because I let you out. Daddy Arkham wasn't happy with me and said not nice things and I got scared."

Riddler raised an eyebrow. Daddy Arkham? He thought it was rather strange for a patient, even a child one, to call a Doctor daddy. "Do you mean Jeremiah Arkham? Why do you call him that?"

Young Filly ignored his question, "I want you to say you are sorry."

"HA!" he said, "Apologize to a child?! No, you got us caught, if you had never asked to come along I would be in Gotham already. And just look at what they did to me," he showed her his hand and turned his head fully towards Emily so she could see his eye, "My good looks won't last forever if they keep battering like me this." He finished with a laugh. Riddler wondered how once again she managed to slip away and talk to him without being caught. But it was her to talk.

"You're not my friend any more."

Those words cut Edward like an ice cold knife, another piece of him shattered and Filly could see it in his eyes. Her younger self quickly ran off but she watched Riddler has he slid down his wall and hide his head in his hands. He remembered to earlier when he said yes to them being friends, he sadly laughed. The more he thought about his past the more he realized that he had always been alone, no friends, his family and father cast him away at the first chance they got...yes, Edward realized that he really needed a friend, but he had lost her just like everything else.

Filly sat down on the Riddler's bed and wiped away a tear and waited until the scene faded away and she returned back to present time. Time must have been ticking away Batman was surely done in the Medical building by now and he'd be moving on to the next place but she wasn't sure if he'd head to the mansion or the botanical gardens first. She decided to have one last snoop around Riddler's cell. The cabinets were full of paper work, there were no other belongings to him in there. Filly pulled on the last drawer just a little too quickly and the full metal box came out. Papers, papers and more papers, she lifted up the box to try and squeeze it back in but something inside the structure caught her eye.

Is that another drawer?

Of course Riddler would have a hidden compartment. She brought out the box, opened it up and stared at it's contents. No surprise, inside were more papers with different shades and sizes of green question marks but underneath them all at the bottom was a tape recorder. On it was a sticky note wrapped around it, the name on it was Jeremiah Arkham and beside it in very small letter's said 'Emily Rogers, before testing.'

She hadn't really looked into the history of Jeremiah Arkham, all she really knew that he was related to Amadeus Arkham, he was a tad sadistic, delusional and that he became a super villain and took on the name Black Mask since Roman Sionis was killed by Catwoman. In the Poison Ivy memory she remembered the Doctor's words: "Don't worry about the daughter of Arkham, Pamela...I'll kill her first." A part of her didn't want to believe that someone would want to harm her but a memory can't lie. Breathing in and out, she steadied her shaking hand and pressed play.

"Patient interview number one, today is my first interview with Emily Rogers, she has been placed into my care due to the disappearance of Doctor Howard." There was a sound of a door opening and the scratching of a chair moving along a marble like floor.

"Good evening Miss Rogers. How are you tonight?" There was nothing but silence, "Come now Emily it's rude not to answer a question."

"I'm tired...where is Doctor Howard?"

"He won't be your doctor any more, so you are now in my care. I'm Doctor Jeremiah Arkham." he introduced himself.

"Are you related to Amadeus Arkham?" asked young Filly.

"Yes I am. I'm sure you've been told stories about him, I bet they sometimes keep you up at night hmm?"

"He was a bit scary."

Jeremiah chuckled, "Indeed," there was a shuffle of papers being turned then he continued, "So your seventh birthday is in a few day's time and I thought we'd do something special, would you like that?" little Filly didn't reply, she must have nodded as the Doctor sounded childishly annoyed when he continued, "Please answer with words and not actions Miss Rogers."

"I'm sorry, yes I guess I would like that."

"Good. A birthday morning? A full English breakfast and a milkshake of your choice?" he said with a hint of a smile in his words. Filly raised an eyebrow, Arkham sounded like he was trying too hard to get little Filly to like him, his mood changes were confusing to keep up with. Then it only just hit her that the memory she had unlocked in Calendar Man's cell had been on her birthday.

"Thank you. Um, for my birthday can I go into Gotham? I've never been there before and I'd like to visit shops and all the famous places."

"No," the reply was almost instant like it was a reflex reaction, "Maybe next year. Before you go to bed I have a little question to ask you, answer truthfully."

There was a long silence before he asked the question,"What are you?" It sounded rather dramatic, like a detective asking a victim to tell them who the criminal was.

Wait what? What a strange question to ask a child.

"I'm, I'm a little girl." She sounded scared.

"Come now, we both know that your hiding something" said Jeremiah, Filly didn't like his tone she clenched her teeth together and her free hand was curled in a tight fist as she listened.

"I, I don't understand Mr Arkham" she was bubbling up. She imagined herself sitting on the chair holding her toy horse as tightly as possible.

"I think you do. No matter, I knew that we weren't going to get far tonight. You may leave now, but these interviews will be very frequent from now on so if I were you, next time I'd be a bit more co-operative. Go."

The door clicked signalling that Jeremiah was now alone, the rest of the sounds were static sounding making Filly think the tape was over but when her finger was hovering over the rewind button the Doctor coughed clearing his throat, ready to speak into the recorder. He sounded a lot clearer, the tape recorder she figured must of only been a couple of inches away from his lips.

"On the day the Joker sneaked his venom into the patients meal it is reported that Miss Rogers had taken some of it but had not been affected by it, witnesses also say that she had punched him and the Joker 'flew' across the room. Miss Rogers appears to have forgotten about the incident or pretends to because she doesn't understand the abilities she has."

Filly remembered the Joker telling her about their first encounter but she didn't really believe all that he told her, it made her smile knowing that the agent of chaos told her truth. Arkham continued, "Since the Joker's venom didn't work on her I've decided to poison each of her foods with toxins and chemicals from other criminals."

It was as if Filly had been injected with liquid nitrogen, her entire body froze on the spot but her head was hot and beads of rushing sweat ran down the side of her face. What got to her the most was how coolly he spoke of what he had planned like it was acceptable. She rewound the tape to hear what she had missed while she was stuck in her trance.

"Crane has a series of different concoctions he uses to induce fears on his victims so I shall start the experiments with his work. Afterwards I shall test if Poison Ivy's witchery will work on her. I will record these findings separately from now. I believe that there is a lot more to Miss Rogers than meets the eye, she has a lot of potential that she can't get to...but if I get to it first, I might be able to take it for myself. If I am successful in the next few months with these experiments I will begin to find ways of how to absorb her mental and physical powers. Of course there is a risk that if everything works out as planned, she will die," there was a little pause then a quiet, dark laugh, "Even if she didn't die...she'd be the perfect test dummy for my powers. Tests begin in four days." Then it stopped.

The silence of the room closed around Filly but all she could focus on was the words of Jeremiah Arkham, dark thoughts rushed in and out of her head, images of torture flashed in the front of her mind and other horrid things he might have done to her. She hadn't realized she had been holding her breath, instead of exhaling calmly a roar of shock escaped her lips, it lasted only seconds but it felt like hours.

It was then she realized that someone had set her challenges, Filly wasn't sure if it was Riddler's doing but she was meant to find this and that could mean that there were more tapes and clues waiting for her but they would be harder to find than Batman's. Filly had to get those tapes and find out where her dear Daddy Arkham was.