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The River Has Run Wild	By : SexyKitty0o Category: DC Verse Movies > The Dark Knight Views: 3284 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Ok so here's the next chapter, I'm trying to load one every day and so far so good lol but I might slow down just a bit. I don't know but I'll keep trying :D Please please review every author likes to hear feedback, greatly appreciated. On with the show.
Kat woke up in the dark, she thought she fell asleep with the lamp on but maybe someone turned it off. The curtains were closed on the window and the room was pitch black, she felt her heart rate speed up and her breath come out uneven, she hated the dark, bad things could hide easily.
"Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly." She started singing softly, as she sat there in the dark listening to herself and the soft music in her head, it was very comforting.
Jonathan was coming to check on Kat, he didn't feel completely safe going to bed with her free in the building, his nose still throbbed slightly as a reminder of why. He checked the monitor but the library was pitch black so he had to go in person.
When he got to the door he heard a soft sound coming from in the room, he stopped and placed his ear against the door. She was singing, a soft song that made her voice sound heavenly, like an angel almost but at the same time it seemed eerie, like an angel with a very dark secret.
He opened the door slowly and flicked on the light, Kat was sitting on the couch with her legs pulled up and her arms wrapped around them. She blinked against the sudden light filling the room and after a moment of letting her eyes adjust she looked up at him. Didn't say a word just stared at him with her big green eyes, it made him feel slightly awkward like he was back in his teen years.
"It's time to go back to your room" he said
Kat didn't respond just kept staring at him, and it was giving him goose bumps, "I know you are not going to make me repeat myself again Kat after the last warning" he demanded
With that Kat blinked slightly and stood up, "you mean back into that dingy basement room, you can't lock me in a room a little more comfortable, I have been a good girl haven't I?" her voice sounded different slightly, a soft voice with her English accent sounding a little more noticeable, but it was the way she said the last part it almost had a sexual energy to it and it made his darker side purr.
She stood there still twirling the piece of hair in-between her fingers looking as innocent as anyone could. Well if she was playing nice he could go along until it was time to not be so nice.
"I suppose we could find a different room" he moved to the side of the door and motioned her to follow like he always did.
Kat thought about pulling out the knife when she got to him and plunging it into his neck, then she could watch the life fade from his eyes and make a pretty picture with his insides. 'Oh goodness I'm slipping already and it's only been 2 days, I am stronger than this, I can do it' she chimed herself and instead stepped out of the room and waited for Jonathan to guide her.
They walked in silence for a while, she could feel his eyes on her and it made her want to shiver. They finally stopped at another door and he opened it for her, "here we are"
Kat walked in and saw what looked like a guest room; there was a dresser along one wall and a queen size bed against another. There was a rug and a chair that sat under the only window in the room, there was no color scheme and the room looked so bare and ugly. She sighed and shrugged 'well it's the best we're gonna get for now, but if we play our cards right maybe we can get some purple in here'
Jonathan heard her sigh, it sounded like she was disappointed, what the hell did she expect she was a prisoner, she wasn't staying at the fucking Ritz. He felt slightly angry but was too tired to care enough to do something.
"The door will be locked and I will unlock the door first thing in the morning" he stated
She jumped on the edge of the bed landing on her but, looking at him she gave a small smile, "are you afraid of leaving me unlocked while you sleep Dr. Crane, I thought you were the master of fear, not a puppet of it"
Jonathan would have let his jaw drop but he caught himself quickly, scarecrow was laughing hysterically in his head and it pissed him off even more, 'how dare this little bitch I'll show her fear'
In less than 5 strides he was at the bed, his hands gripped her shoulders and slammed them back into the mattress; his face was a couple of inches from hers as he seethed down at her.
"You might want to watch what comes out of your fucking mouth Katalina or I might sew it shut"
There was a flash in her eyes again, and she glared at him "don't call me that, she died with her family, I am Kat and you might want to remember that"
Jonathan could not believe this girl, she was threating him while he was the one in complete control, and he could strangle her slim little neck until she was lifeless and not do a thing about it. She was changing a lot faster than he thought she would, it seemed the amount of drugs she was on really did keep her even and straight and now that he saw peeks of who she really was, who she became after the dramatic events in her life he became even more intrigued than he had ever been in his life.
He placed his hand on her throat and squeezed slightly, just enough to slow her breathing but not block it off completely. There was no change in her eyes, no fear or flight, she just laid there glaring at him.
"What does a girl have to do to get something purple put in around here" she asked casually after blinking again in that creepy way. She looked like a doll, acted like one as well at times and her actions seemed similar to a doll and it all seemed like too much to take in right now. He would have to sleep on it and start with the plans sooner than expected.
"Goodnight Kat" he said as he got up and went to the door
"What no goodnight kiss? That seems rude, I am a guest in your house" she replied in a sing song voice.
Jonathan kept walking and shut the door behind him; he took a moment to catch himself what the hell just happened. It was like one moment she was the normal Kat he met 2 days ago and then it was like she was a patient from Arkham.
'You should have let me play with her; I would've made her scream so sweetly'
'No not yet, first tomorrow we try out the toxin and see it affects, it should prove to be... interesting'
Kat sat there staring at the door when she felt a wave of horror wash over her, 'OH MY GOD! What the fuck did I just say! Oh great now I've fucking done it, oh god, oh no' she got up and started pacing back and forth 'oh just fan-fucking-tastic, augh I need my pills, I wonder if he kept them, did he even grab them from the apartment' that's when she stopped pacing.
'Dr. Shelton hasn't heard from me in 2 days, I just moved into a new country she would surely be wondering what has happened, and when she goes to my place and there is no one there she would see the mess, she would know something happened so it should be only a matter of time before someone comes looking for me right?'
'oh ya sure, the same police that found the fucks that snatched your family and life from you, the same police that are bought out by the mob and use the law for their own greedy purpose, oh ya keep believing that dumbshit' her mind answered with a laugh
'but Dr. Shelton she…' and then Kat remembered something earlier Jonathan had said something about Dr. Shelton the way he spoke about her was in past tense. 'Dr. Shelton wouldn't hand over my whole file like that, not with all that information, especially not her personal notes she took, hell she wouldn't even give them to the police…'
Kat felt her legs turn to Jell-O again and she sat back on the bed, 'oh no he didn't, he couldn't, of course he could what would stop him the law' and she went to sleep with a huge rock in her stomach that seem to tell her something very bad happened to Dr. Shelton and she was never getting out of this situation. There was no nurse to come to her rescue now, no rules, no regulations, just her losing her mind and in the company of a doctor who already lost his.
Kat had woke up fairly early, and she only knew it was early from the frosty dew on her one window, the sun was barely up the sky still a dark blue but she had slept off and on for the past 3 days and now she couldn't sleep another minute. Her nerves felt fried and she felt slightly sick to her stomach, she had walked over to the door but it was still locked, sighing she went and sat under the window. 'he said early, I wonder what time he meant, I hope soon' she thought to herself and continued staring out the window, she watched the sky as the sun came up, the pinks and purples in the sky soothed her and she found herself at complete ease. She noticed there weren't any other buildings nearby; she could still see Gotham though in the distance if she made a guess it would be that they were a 10 minute drive from the city. Arkham asylum was the easiest to find, it was closest and quite large even from here, there was an empty field around her prison but there was a few trees to her left although far from enough to hide in or escape.
With the thought of escaping in her mind she looked down at her anklet, she examined the strap, the small light box that had a tiny green light on. There was a small key hole on top of the box, she looked up and around the room for anything she could use to pick the lock. Sure she wasn't the world's greatest lock picker but she would try. With that thought she heard a click noise and looked up at the door, Jonathan stood in the doorway looking around the room, she wondered what he was looking for, did he think she was in here tunneling through the stone floor prison style. The thought made her laugh slightly and she looked him up and down, today he was wearing a white dress shirt that was buttoned up and a dark blue tie around his neck, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbow and he wasn't wearing his usual jacket. He was wearing a pair of black dress pants with matching shoes, his hands were in his pockets and his hair was the same, along with his glasses on his face.
'my goodness why are the crazy ones always so gorgeous, I wonder how his hands would feel in a different way…oh for fuck sakes stop!' she screamed in her head and lowered her eyes to her hands.
Jonathan noticed a slight blush creep across her face and her eyes lowered to her hands again and she started to fidget. He took a couple of steps into the room and took his hands out of his pockets,
"How was your sleep? Better than last night I would presume"
Kat nodded and stood up, "um, well I need to use a washroom and well my hair is a mess, my breath is horrendous and I'm pretty sure I stink"
Jonathan looked her over as if he was checking himself; he let out a short laugh, "yes I would agree with that statement, let's go"
Kat walked towards the door and was led again with a hand on her lower back; she then just remembered she left her knife under the mattress, which was a good thing now that she thought about it since his hand was always on her lower back. They went just a couple doors down and stopped, he opened the door and ushered her in.
It was a large bathroom, there was a jet bathtub in the corner that was big enough for 3 people, and a shower was in the other corner with stain glass doors. A sink and counter was against the wall and she saw a black duffel bag sitting there, she turned around to look at Jonathan.
He took a step forward and stared into her eyes,
"Listen very carefully; this is a privilege something I have generously allowed you to have, if you make me regret it in anyway, and you know what I mean, than you can live like a farm animal in your own stink for all I care. Do I make myself clear?"
Kat nodded again, "um no one is going to come in thou right, I mean your obviously not going to allow me to lock myself in a room"
He raised an eyebrow at her, "no, I don't think that's a good idea just yet, I'll be outside the door. You have 30 minutes"
"Oh, well could I have 45? I mean there's a lot of damage control here" she said motioning towards herself.
'Why not give her a little more; it will make it so much sweeter when we rip everything from her'
He stayed silent for a few seconds and then took a step back, "alright 45 minutes, starting now" he turned around and went towards the door, as he shut the door he heard her say thank you.
Kat walked over to the bag and opened it, inside was almost everything from her bathroom, her shampoo, conditioner, body wash, lofa, tooth paste, tooth brush, hair brush, razor, shaving cream, even her body lotion and spray and a handful of ponytails. A smile spread across her face and she did a little happy dance on the spot, than she remembered she only had so much time and did not need him walking in on her. Grabbing everything she needed she headed into the shower and got to work scrubbing the dirt from her, she always scrubbed too hard leaving her skin red and raw, but it was a comfort she needed she never truly felt clean anymore.
After she got out of the shower, she towel dried her hair as best as she could and pulled it up into a ponytail, she than put on the clothes that sat next to the bag, it was a pair of her denim jeans and a black shirt that hugged her curves and had the sleeves stopping just before her elbows, it was a low cut v neck that should a bit of cleavage and luckily there was even her favorite purple bra and matching panties. She stood in front of the mirror and felt so much better than before; she smelt like herself now, a sweet scent of flowers and sugar. She rubbed lotion onto every inch of her skin and finally felt normal. There was a knock on the door and she started putting her things back into the bag, "yes I'm finished"
Jonathan walked in and walked over to her, he could smell the delicious scent that he first noticed about her outside of arkham and it made his head slightly dizzy. He took the bag from her and grabbed her upper arm; softly he led her out again and into the kitchen once more. She walked over and sat in the same chair as before, Jonathan placed a bowl of fruit and a bowl of cereal in front of her along with a glass of orange juice.
Kat thanked him again and started nibbling on a piece of fruit; Jonathan sat down at the same seat as before as well and ate his own breakfast. They ate in silence, the only sound was of cutlery and chewing, after she was finished she got up and washed, dried, and put her dishes away again. Jonathan finished and placed his dishes in the sink just as kat finished cleaning, without much thought she picked his up and started to do the same. Jonathan just stood there leaning against the counter, 'well now we have a maid as well as a test subject, how perfect'
"Finished?" he asked when she turned to face him
"Some of us don't like living in filth" she replied
Jonathan back handed her again hard enough to have her fall to the floor with a cry, but she was now well rested, well fed and energized like her old self and now she was pissed. Kat swept her leg under his causing him to fall as well, when he was on the ground she struck out her fist and connected with his jaw. He was on his back and his left hand was diving into his pocket and kat knew right away what for. She gripped his hand and used her body as weight on top of his, she took her left knee and grinded it into his arm.
Jonathan used his body weight to his advantage and pushed up causing her body to shift to the left and slam into the side of the counter. He grabbed her ankle and yanked her under him; his hands closed around her throat and choked the air from her.
Kat brought her arms down on top of his to break his hold but he gripped her head and slammed it into the floor, she heard a loud thud and pain shot through her head. She became disorientated and tried to cough the rawness from her throat as her lungs gulped in air again.
She didn't notice that Jonathan was no longer on top of her or in the kitchen; she reached up and pulled herself to stand using the counter to lift herself. She was dumb founded, why didn't Jonathan shock her, or kill her for that matter; it made her stomach feel queasy like the moment you get on a roller coaster and you're climbing up that initial hill.
Kat walked slowly to the kitchen doorway, she looked around the corner and slowly made her way down the hallway,
"Dr. Crane?" she called out as she continued down the hallway, she didn't know where she was going but she made it to a flight of stairs and took them down.
Her heart was pitter pattering in her chest and her anxiety was in high gear, she let out a soft nervous laugh and then let out a puff of air. "You can't expect me just to let you hit me alright, it was just an automatic reaction" still no answer and she realized she was now in the basement area ad in fact the room she woke up in was the door to her left.
"GOD DAMN IT GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!" SHE SCREAMED
Something caught the corner of her eye and she turned to her left, a cloud of gas was shot in her face and she ended up choking on it. Looking up she saw Jonathan standing there wearing his scarecrow mask, "as you wish Kat, here I am just what was it you wanted to say?" his voice crackled
Her head was dizzy as hell, and the dark walls seem to melt, a buzzing was happening in her head and then she heard it.
Jonathan watched as she fell to the ground, her eyes looking wildly at the walls and surroundings, she closed her eyes and put her hands over her ears, a soft mewling noise came from her mouth as she rocked herself back and forth. He felt a surge of satisfaction at her reaction, fear was a drug to him, he thrived off of it, Kat was murmuring to herself softly, he knelt down to hear what she was saying.
"Speak up Kat I can't hear you?" he chimed with a laugh
She looked up at him with her eyes partially hidden behind her wavy hair that fell out of the ponytail during the struggle, she seemed to be more aware than she should be, everyone under his toxin would scream and cry, their mind splitting no longer able to tell reality from nightmare but she just kept whispering.
"poor little Johnny, soo tormented and now you have to be the tormentor shhh don't worry the sweet little butterflies won't tell anyone, they know what is in your heart, poor lonely little heart" her hand reached out softly to brush against the mask.
Jonathan was so shocked he didn't move or say a word, hell even scarecrow was speechless. He grabbed her and yanked her inside the room, Kat didn't fight just let out a playful laugh and stumbled after him. He pushed her onto the table and pulled off his mask, he was tempted to give her another dose; it angered him that she was the only person for the toxin not to work, and in fact it seemed to have a complete opposite reaction. But he couldn't risk killing her, 'and why the fuck not' scarecrow snarled at him,
'Shut up, can't you think of anything else for a second, this is interesting'
Kat was humming softly to herself, her eyes were closed and she was swinging her legs since the table was high and she wasn't tall enough for her feet to touch the ground. Jonathan stepped in front of her and made her look at him, her eyes were normal, the pupils were of proper size, and she was focused on him so she was present in the moment.
"What do you see Kat?" he always wanted to know what people saw on his fear toxin, it was just another pleasure he took.
She looked at him, and her left hand came up again, just as soft and brushed a piece of his hair out of his eye. "You're so disappointed, would you like me to scream to be shaking in fear? I've been through more fear in my life than anyone can imagine, I've been through more pain and suffering. None of it matters anymore, now that you've given me myself back, took my pills that kept my mind stable, no I won't break no matter what you do" a slow small smile creped on her face, "the butterflies sing of happiness that their free again, I beg you Jonathan give me my pills back you might have a chance then, but if not."
Her hand slid from his hair and down his chest and another laugh bubbled out of her "you might be the one I play with"
Jonathan grabbed her hands and held them behind her back painfully, "if you continue to piss me off you will regret it Kat, is that getting through your thick skull?" he growled
Kat just let out another laugh and moved forward a bit, she placed a soft kiss on his cheek, so soft her lips barely touched him but it felt like a punch in his gut at the shock. "Ooohhh I think we're going to have so much fun" she whispered in his ear and then her head waivered slightly and then drooped down onto his shoulder and her body went slack in his grip. She wasn't faking this one because Jonathan heard her breath become heavy and her chest fell and rise steadily. The toxin must have made her pass out, an odd reaction that he hadn't encountered yet.
Jonathan didn't know what to do; he just stood there feeling her breath fan across his neck as he held her shoulders. The last couple of minutes seem to be on re-run trying to figure what the hell just happened. He read her file at the institute before she was placed on medication, she was reported to sing constantly, the doctors couldn't get a response from her at most times and she use to cut herself and draw pictures on her white walls. She would get into fights in the lounge or cafeteria with other inmates, nurses, doctors whoever was around when she got bored and snapped. Inmates were terrified of her and then she became an experiment for a doctor and put on different meds to calm her, a complete change happened she became quite and to herself; she no longer had a fascination with blood and pain. Except for that one night she killed that male nurse, they found out why she did and what the good doctor was doing so they forgot all about her decorating her room in the nurses blood, a momentary snap they called it. After a few more years of good behavior and progress on the meds they gave her a release with a mandatory session twice a week for a few years.
He sighed and picked her up, she was so light it did not take much effort for him to carry her to her bed upstairs and lay her down. Her last words still replaying in his head, we're going to have so much, a part of him was excited at those words as well as the feeling of her soft mouth.
'Ooo Johnny boy are we falling for her now, do you want to marry her and have a family' scarecrow cackled
'you're the one always saying we need to get laid more often, so shut up and leave me be for while I'm thinking about what our next step is going to be, side note she can't have kids did you forget her file already, that knife wound had caused irreparable damage to her uterus, mm being 12 and told you'll never be able to continue your family's bloodline, to pop out a girl that looks like her sister and name her in honor, or would that have just cause more pain I wonder, hm all the same it was just another notch that pushed her over the edge, now let's go figure out what to do when our little doll wakes up'
Well there's the next chapter, hope you liked it, please review and thanks for reading!
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