Forgot on the earlier chapters i do not own batman or the characters except my OC and thank you for the reviews!That is all.

Silence…silence filled the corridor which held the most dangerous and insane criminals in Gotham and maybe the world. Alice opened one eye, everything was blurry so she had to open both of her brown eyes but nothing caught her attention. She didn't risk getting up just in case she woke the Joker but she did lift herself into a sitting position. Boredom took over her body and she found herself singing quietly:

Come little children, I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come little children

The times come to play

Here in my garden of Shadows

Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain and sorrows

Weep not poor children

For life is this way

Murdering beauty and pas-

Alice found her gaze had landed on the cell opposite hers. More importantly on the man inside the cell. Crane was staring at her trying his hardest not to start chuckling, he made a zip movement over his mouth at her look of horror. She mouthed the words 'thank you' he gave her a small nod then returned his attention to the book in front of him. He didn't read though, he kept thinking about the newcomer.

That tough talk was probably instinct; no doubt she's just a scared little girl. Scarecrow muttered inside Crane's head, bored because he hadn't made anyone scream in fear in a week. Crane sighed at his partners comment.

If she really is scared then she has learnt not to show fear in a place like this. I don't blame her; she is young and an easy target. Even Bolton gave an interest in her, just think what the other inmates would do to her if she showed any sign of weakness.

Don't worry I am Johnny boy. Crane sighed, Scarecrow was always the one to think and say the dirtier things which always annoyed him. He didn't say anything though he knew better, he started reading properly. Now he wondered what the newcomer's name was, damn his curiosity!

Alice swore she saw understanding on the ex-doctor's face, maybe he wasn't the tight git she thought he was. Suddenly she heard a loud moan come from one of the cells, she wondered who it was when her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the Joker stretching loudly.

'ahhh, that's much better. WAKEY WAKEY FELLOW CRIMINALS!'

'Who woke the clown? Whoever is responsible will find a poisonness plant in their cell!' Alice looked in Crane's direction, he had his hands covering his face but she could see him looking at her through his fingers. She mouthed the sentence 'I won't tell if you don't' she could see him nodding.

(30 minutes later)

Alice was sitting at her usual table away from everyone else, poking at the glob on her plate with her fork. They didn't have knives in the cafeteria now (finally they get!) but they didn't serve food that had to be cut as a result. Zsacz had been put in solitary confinement because of his latest escape and didn't show up at the cafeteria much to Alice's happiness. Zsacz usually shouted out how many people he murdered and all the cuts he had so everyone could hear, Alice used to grit her teeth forcing herself to stay in her chair. Alice never wanted to get on Zsacz bad side but she doubted he had a good side anyway; nearly everyone in the Asylum had at least a shed of a sense of humour, except the unpredictable Victor Zsacz. Alice waited for a fight to break out so she could return to her cell, she ate very little and the doctors were noticing. Dr Arkham was the head of the Asylum and unfortunately was Alice's doctor. He gave her pills that would help her get some of the nutritious she needed but it still wasn't enough and the doctors were getting scared she might die from lack of nutrition's. Alice was the 'baby' of the Asylum and every doctor felt sorry for her and wanted to help her, all Alice wanted was to be left alone. She didn't care about getting out of the Asylum, she had nowhere to go or anyone to go to. If only her father hadn't been such an arrogant animal she wouldn't be in this mess in the first place.

'Over here boys! Our little newbie has got a table. Oh Scarecrow don't be so down in the dumps you need to smile more HEHEHE!''

Please no! Someone start a fight already! I'll give them a million dollars!

Alice risked looking up and saw The Joker, Crane and a man she hadn't seen before walk over to her, Crane didn't look overly happy and was shuffling his feet trying to take as long as possible. However The Joker noticed this and decided to help him along, he monevered until he was behind Crane and pushed him forward with one hand while holding his plate in the other. Crane tried to shake him off but he wouldn't budge and he only let go once they had got to where Alice was sitting. Crane sat on the opposite side of the table on the corner of the table keeping as far away from Alice as possible and The Joker sat on Alice's right, almost knocking her over as he sat down. The man that had caught Alice's eye sat opposite her and she could now see his facial features more clearly which only made her uneasy. He had a medium set of blonde hair which had a long fringe which covered his left eye so he had to move it a lot, he had sea weed green eyes that complimented his blonde hair perfectly. He looked about mid-twenties but something was different about him, he stared at Alice like she would disappear if he blinked even for a second. Alice saw he was lightly tapping the table with his finger like a rhythm from a nursery rhyme but she couldn't figure out which one. He used his other hand as a rest for his head not brothering to eat, Alice gulped and felt a lump form in her throat, she quickly looked down as she realized she was staring at a stranger.

'You alright child? You seem quiet from your usual… loud self.'

'Don't start worrying about me Mr Crane. I was just thinking about earlier and how I think I remembered a certain person waking The Joker, I think I should tell Ivy next time I see her.' Crane stared a wall of daggers at Alice then resumed his slow eating of the so called 'food' on his plate. Alice risked a short look at the man with blonde hair and saw he was still staring at her, she shifted in her seat and started to eat the 'food' without realizing what she was doing.

'Child this is the Mad Hatter' Crane didn't look up from his plate but could tell Alice had gone bright red, Alice kicked Crane from under the table which made Crane howl out in pain.

Even the master of fear can't help but yell from one of my death kicks.

'What's wrong Mr Crane? Rock in your food? Wouldn't surprise me.' Alice gave him a stare that said 'Ivy will know if you say anything' she was half expecting him to cover her in his fear gas from a secret compartment in his sleeve but nothing happened and he continued his eating.

'What's your name munchkin?' Alice turned her attention to the man opposite he, he hadn't taken his eyes off her since he had sat down and now Alice was more than uneasy, she was terrified.

'Good call Hatter! So what is your name oh mouthy child of hell?' The Joker, Alice saw wasn't wearing his usual make-up so you could see how deep the scars were on his face and it only looked worse when he smiled like a madman.

'Erm…A-Alice, Alice Mcg-'

'The Alice' Alice looked over at the Mad Hatter and saw a smile much like the chesrsire cat's smile, his eyes had widened and his pupils became dilated. His blonde fringe covering his left eye, he didn't push it away either because he didn't care or was too fixated on Alice. Alice now realized where she was, who she was with: The Joker, Scarecrow and The Mad Hatter. She tugged at her sleeve, nervous to answer, wishing she was somewhere else. Crane looked at her sleeve and saw part of the message she had cut into her arm, he again became curious about the girl, Alice as she called herself. He saw how quickly she had changed from an attitude giving teenager into a nervous child and it amused him. He was annoyed that it wasn't him that was scaring her but fear was fear and it made him smile.

'Hatter it isn't The Alice it's just a coincidence that she has the same name and blonde hair, Hatter can't you see you are frightening the girl?'

'But hare how can it be just a coincidence? She is my Alice I am sure of it and she isn't scared. If anything she would be scared of that Scarecrow man not little me, you are late though Alice. Very, very late. Very, very, very…' Hatter continued his muttering as he played with his food with a fork. He had finally taken his memorizing eyes of Alice which let her relax slightly but she was still afraid of him. Alice saw that the Joker was bored which was never a good sign as chaos usually followed from his boredness, she ate quickly as he began to whine like a child.

'So, how's it like being in the rogues gallery Alice? It isn't all it's cracked up to be, it can get very roguery HAHAHAHA! Well aren't you going to laugh Alice, it was one of my jokes after all' Alice gulped as she saw the Joker's manic smile turn into a dark, almost demonic smile. So she didn't find a fork stuck in her eye she laugh as normally as she could, pretending that she got it. After what seemed like an eternity the guards signalled for the patients to finish and get ready to return to their cells, Alice jumped out of her seat and ran over to the serving area and dropped her plate on the table where all the used dishes were put and marched over to the guards. To her agony Bolton would be the one escorting her and Crane back to their cells while the Joker and Hatter were sent to their doctors for their session. Alice and Crane walked side by side down the poorly lit corridors avoiding each other's gaze, Alice then lent closer to Crane while Bolton had turned his attention onto the occupied cells.

'Why did you help me when The Mad Hatter asked me if I was The Alice? I thought you hated me?' Crane laughed softly at the Alice's suggestion, and then whispered in her ear which made her shudder.

'I didn't help you I just pointed out to Hatter that you weren't his Alice thus making your stay at Arkham Asylum a little easier and I never said I hated you nor do I like you, so don't get any ideas in your head that I do. As we are on the subject on questions why are you scared of him?' Alice shot him a glare which he knew well from asking people what they feared when not under his toxin. He could see she was about to answer when Bolton used his elbow to push her forward, she stumbled and Crane went to catch her before she fell over acting on instinct. He quickly pulled her up and cleared his throat trying to act casual, a smirk was on Bolton's face but was quickly gone as Alice suddenly turned around and shoved him against the wall closest to her. She held him by his collar making sure he couldn't get in a punch then began to shout at him.

'Today isn't the best day to piss me off Bolton! Now unless you want to see your intestines shoved in your fat mouth I suggest you don't pull another stunt like that again do you hear me monkey boy?!' Alice sounded hysterical but she didn't care, she was fed up with this hellhole of an Asylum and needed to get rid of her anger and shouting at Bolton was the best and quickest way. He nodded like a toddler, Alice shoved into the wall one last time then let go she gave on look at Crane and saw he was surprised at her sudden out bust. He didn't give one sly remark which was probably for the best as Alice was ready for a round two, she stormed off knocking Crane's shoulder. Alice's head was pounding, she felt the adrenaline pulse through her body, she kept walking until she came to the corridor which held the Rogue's gallery. Luckily none of the others had arrived yet so they wouldn't see the tears that now filled Alice's eyes. She didn't know the code to her cell so she couldn't get in, she banged on the glass with her fist then slid down to the floor and cradled her legs with her arms that were now trembling.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid. I'm sorry Dad, I-I'm sorry' Alice choked, getting rid of all the emotions now so not to look weak in front of the others. She carefully rose and leaned against the glass wiping away any stray tears and waited for Bolton. She heard him before she saw him as his giant shoes made a thumping sound on the tiled floors. Alice didn't look up; she waited for the sound of the code being punched in then slid inside the cell.

'You're lucky Crane stopped me from punching your face in kid, he won't be always there to save yer though and that's when I'll pounce'

'Piss off Bolton. Go talk to someone who cares.' Alice sighed not in the mood to give a proper comeback, she lay on her bed as the thundering footsteps left her cell. Alice almost burst out crying again but forced the tears down, she felt Crane's eyes watching her, she especially didn't want to look weak in front of 'the master of fear'.

'Thanks Dr Crane' She mumbled waiting for a lecture on how he didn't help her but was surprised with silence.

'Glad to help Miss…'

'McGuiness'

'Alice McGuiness, strong name. I believe I have heard the name McGuiness before… Your father wasn't Arnold McGuiness was it?'

'y-yes. You were his doctor when he was sent here; he told me you were a snivelling cockroach when I asked him about his time in here. To be fair he was completely drunk, couldn't stand straight even if he concentrated. He was an animal of a man anyway so don't take any notice, he was wrong about you. At least you did your job, both jobs. Is Scarecrow you or is he a different person inside your head… or is he just a name you made up?' An agonizingly long pause was followed which made Alice nervous, thinking she had gone too far. However Crane didn't seem fazed by her question and answered with a calm tone in his voice.

'Scarecrow… is another personality. It's very hard to explain to someone with no psychology training but my condition is split personality which means I am Dr Crane when I am calm and… what's the word… normal is the best way I can describe it. Scarecrow is like a darker more savage side, he likes to hear people scream out of fear. So you see I am technically two people… You have no idea what I am talking about do you?'

'Sorry no. If you had just said 'I am two people' at the start instead of going on about the professional stuff then I wouldn't be having a headache right about now.' Chuckling was heard from Crane's cell which helped Alice to feel like herself again. 'Go on ask me a question it's only fair but it's the last one okay straw man?'

'Why do you cut yourself?' Alice wasn't prepared for the quickness and felt her head spin while she was processing her answer; she sat up and looked at Crane who had eagerness in his dazzling blue eyes, she pulled up her sleeve to show him properly. She stared at it, dried blood had smeared around her arm but the letters were easily seen, it stung as she poked it gently.

'I guess I do it t-to… punish myself. The reason I'm in this hellhole because I murdered my dad, before it was an escape route from his abusive behaviour but now… I feel like a monster. When he escaped from the Asylum he targeted me and my mother, she hide me in a cupboard when he started banging on the door of the flat… I remember being too terrified to move as he shouted at her for betraying. All I remember was a loud thud after he threatened to hurt me and then I heard footsteps heading for the cupboard. He must have knocked me out because I just remember waking up in a rundown flat with him drinking a vodka bottle. After about six months of being beaten, threatened and being called a liar I flipped and slit his throat. I did it on Christmas day… I was a child with an imagination okay! I-I didn't know what I was thinking I just… the knife was there and he was asleep… I escaped before he could do what he did to my mother to me. I know I'm a monster and if I could go back and change things then I would but I can't. Please don't tell anyone what I've told you Dr Crane, I don't think I could cope with everyone knowing.' Alice was begging practically and Crane saw it, she was close to tears again and cursed loudly in her head.

'It will be our little secret Miss McGuiness' Alice smiled as Crane gave a small nod, some of the others were starting to return to their cells and I saw my first glimpse of Poison Ivy. Her hair was a deep red and I mean deep red, it was like the colour of blood, her skin was tainted with a light green which you had to see under a light. She was beautiful, Alice had to admit.

No wonder all the men drool over her.

Alice knew better though, her lips were just too red like there was more than just lipstick.

Poison

Alice had heard about Ivy's secret weapon and didn't want to find out how it worked, (not that she would let anyone kiss her anyway unless they wanted a kick where it hurts) Ivy gave a wink at Alice which made Alice's cheeks burn red.

Alice didn't see The Mad Hatter so she guessed he was further up the corridor which meant she wouldn't be having a panic attack anytime soon. The Joker arrived much to everyone's dismay and he made sure everyone knew he was back.

'Now, now sirs you don't have to be so rough. HEHEHEHE!'

'Please don't drop him here, take him with you or better yet bury him alive.'

'Stop talking bout Mistah J like that! You'd be lost without him puzzle boy. We all would.'

'No Miss Quinn we would be able to think without him.' The Riddler seemed to be in a foul mood too, saying that most of the rogues were. It isn't all fun and games and Arkham Asylum but it isn't all doom and gloom either, there is an equal amount of both. The Joker became too quiet which again was never a good sign.

'Clown if you're even thinking of singing that stupid song then you will regret the day you were born!' Riddler found his threat didn't work as there was a huge band of laughing from Harley and Joker; they then began to sing together.

Bring me sunshine, in your smile

Bring me laughter, all the while

Alice felt her spirits were rising while Harley and The Joker were singing. She felt she was wrong before, she didn't belong in Arkham Asylum, she belonged in the Rogue's Gallery.