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The River Has Run Wild	By : SexyKitty0o Category: DC Verse Movies > The Dark Knight Views: 3283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the batman universe i only own Kat, i am not making any profit on this story and it is purely a fictional story.

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OK, so I don't own anything besides the character Kat, and I am not making any profit off of this story, I just thought I would finally put my story on the site since there are not that many crane stories which is a shame cause the man is downright sexy :D So please review if you like what your reading since your reviews are my fuel to write, thanks for reading and enjoy!
Rated M for mature sexual content, violence and bad language.
The rain hit the window with a pitter patter noise that soothed her completely; with a sigh she turned from the window and went back to sitting on the lounge chair.
"well I guess if you feel that this is best for you, what can I say besides do it, you do however need to keep these meetings up, if not with me anymore than with another psychologist there's a place in Gotham called Arkham Asylum there is bound to be some very well qualified doctors there"
Kat Adams continued to stare at the ceiling, she hated every one of these sessions, she hated everything about life since she was 12, she hated the feeling that she was crazy and being treated as such but then being told she wasn't it was like she was a yo-yo. She sat up and turned to her now former psychologist; she put a smile on her face and nodded.
"Of course Dr. Shelton with all our success I wouldn't want to fall back into the institute again"
Dr. Shelton nodded and put her notebook down; she stood up and walked over to Kat, giving her a soft hug. Kat stood stiffly and just allowed it but did not return it, she hated being touched, hated people in her space, and she avoided crowds for that exact reason. When she finally let go of Kat and stepped back she went to her desk,
"ok Kat, here's my card just in case you've lost the one I gave you so long ago, remember even if you're not here I am always available, if you need anything or something is wrong just call"
Kat took the card and gave another fake smile, being 11 years now with Dr. Shelton she knew how to go through the motions; she knew that if anyone knew the truth she would be back in that institute faster than she could blink. Some days it was so hard to keep it together she often thought that might be for the best, and then she remembered the horrors that she endured and to her it was not worth it.
"Good-bye Kat, my best wishes go with you"
"And you too Dr. Shelton, good-bye"
Kat shoved on her jacket as she walked out the building, the rain had stopped and the wind had picked up, her long curly hair blew around her face and she fought to keep it behind her ears, she called a taxi from the side of the road and told the driver her address. Dr. Shelton should be on her way to the airport to go back to London soon and that thought gave Kat's heart a cold squeeze, maybe she shouldn't have left London to live in Gotham, she had no idea now as she sat in the taxi, she had heard of this city, of the man they called batman, it seemed that it was a city of crazies and nobody cared. Perhaps she thought being in a city of crazies would make her feel less crazy herself.
'Well it's now or never, she will find out if you don't go' Kat groaned at her own thought, 'fine'
"Ah, actually I need to go to Arkham Asylum instead"
The driver looked at her in the rear view mirror, "ah miss you sure about that, that aint no place for the meek or someone as beautiful"
Kat felt that irk of annoyance and thought about pulling his eyes out when she snapped out of it and nodded, "yes I'm sure"
The driver shrugged and turned the car around.
It took about 30 minutes to get to the asylum, she paid the driver and gave him a tip, she might hate people but she still had manners. With that she turned and looked at the tall building that stood in front of her. It looked eerie and completely different than the institute she was in, while Arkham looked dark and very old, like a castle Dracula would live in, her old institute was a square flat building that was blindly white, outside and inside.
Kat stood where she was, her feet refusing to move and a couple of people had walked past her and gave her a weird look, but she couldn't bring herself to go in, she felt if she walked in she would never get back out, she'd be trapped for another 4 years.
'just go, they don't know you, they won't even know you're crazy, you fooled Dr. Shelton for so long and you can do it to any other shrink, just put your left foot in front and…' her train of thought was disturbed by a voice from behind her.
"What are you staring at?"
Kat turned around and met a pair of the most clear blue eyes she had ever seen in her life, she didn't know if it was the shock of his eyes or how she turned but her black boot heels slipped from under her 5'7 body and her ass hit the ground hard.
She groaned in pain and looked up, the man bent down and offered his hand, she didn't take it just pushed herself up and started brushing the dirt and leaves from her jeans and black jacket.
"Thanks" she said
The man raised an eyebrow "for what, you got up yourself"
"yeah, I ah can manage" she looked back into those breath taking eyes and took a look at him, he was taller than her probably somewhere in the 6 foot range, he wore a dark suit under an open black jacket that went to his knees, his hair was almost black and fell just into those amazing eyes that were framed with a pair of silver glasses. His face looked like it was chiseled by angels; his high cheek bones and perfect lips were defiantly a gift to women. But it was his eyes, the look in them as if there was a veil and something dark behind it, it made her shiver.
"So what were you staring at?" he asked as he looked up at the building as if he could notice it himself
Kat thought for a second and something in her told her to turn around and never think of this man again, "um nothing, ah...ya bye" and with that she did exactly what her mind told her for once and walked into the building, somehow walking in the asylum was a better choice than talking to that man anymore, he made her feel weird, and that was the only word that came to mind to describe the feeling.
Jonathan just stood there staring after the woman, something was strange about her, the way her emerald eyes seem to stare through him, her skin was a creamy porcelain paleness that made her eyes look even more haunted never mind the slightly dark circles under her eyes that told him she didn't sleep much, or very well at least. Her hair was the color of blood, a deep red that framed her face, she looked like a doll to him, a haunted doll with a lost soul and that peaked his interest. He noticed she spoke with a soft accent so she was not from Gotham; perhaps she was new to town, visiting a family member.
'Perhaps we have found a worthy test subject eh Johnny boy' Scarecrow leered from his subconscious.
'Mm, yes most defiantly' he would love to play with her, and he always got what he wanted.
Kat saw the desk with protective glass all around and a sign that read "Information and admitting" She walked over to the desk, her heels clicking on the tile floor.
"Um excuse me" she said,
A plump lady turned around and walked over to Kat, she smacked her over painted lips and looked Kat up and down,
"What can I do for you?"
"Um I'm looking for a psychologist for therapy, I'm transferring from London and I need to set up a weekly session, I'm not too sure where to go but my former psychologist gave me this place as a reference"
Kat felt like the woman wasn't even listening, she just stared at Kat like she was speaking a foreign language,
"Hmm well I don't …"
"Don't worry about it Dorothy, I can take care of her"
Kat turned around to once again find herself staring at the man with the crystal eyes, 'oh great he's a doctor here and now I'm back in his uncomfortable presence and how the hell did I not hear him standing behind me'
The woman named Dorothy shrugged and walked away before Kat could get another word in, "ah excuse me..." she groaned inside and turned back to the man.
He looked at her again up and down as if he was sizing her up for something; she suppressed another shiver that crawled up her spine,
"Um so you know who I need to speak with or something?" she asked while looking at the ground for a second and then back up to his face.
"That's what I said isn't it?" he asked with a smirk and then motioned with his hand for her to walk as he started to walk towards the gate that led into the asylum. Kat rolled her eyes behind his back and followed him to the gate, a guard let them through and they continued to walk down a long walkway.
"So miss…?" he questioned
Kat caught up with him slightly his legs were so long that his strides made her have to walk a little faster than she usually did,
"Adams, Kat Adams"
"Kat?" he asked with a slight laugh "I bet you give your mother hell for that one"
"it's hard to with her being 6 feet under and all" she sneered slightly she hated being teased about her name, but she hated being called her full name so it was the lesser of two evils as far as she was concerned.
"Ah, and is Kat short for something?"
"Yes, but I prefer just Kat; and you are?"
"Dr. Jonathan Crane"
They stopped walking and he opened a door to her left, standing to the side waiting for her to enter. Kat stepped inside what looked like a very organized office, it was quite large, almost the size of her living room, there was a large desk and it was surrounded by filing cabinets and 2 comfy looking chairs sitting in front. There was a large book case beside the door filled with books and a sofa sitting under the one window that was cover with a metal cage.
Jonathan shut the door behind him and tossed his jacket and briefcase beside his desk; he took a seat in his chair behind the desk and motioned for her to sit in one of the comfy seats.
Kat sat down to the one closest to the door and slipped off her jacket, she looked around the office committing it to memory. Jonathan's eyes went to her chest, she was wearing a light purple v neck blouse that had short billowy sleeves, it showed a small amount of cleavage but it clung to her and showed off her breasts that would fill his hands perfectly and maybe a little more and a perfect hour glass shape. He looked back at his desk as her face came back to his, and cleared his throat.
"So how long have you been in therapy?'
"Um about 11 years now" she responded,
Jonathan noticed she fiddled with her hands while she spoke, she seemed uncomfortable and it wasn't from her perfect posture she had sitting in his chair. She seemed to always mumble slightly when she begun to speak of something that bothered her, just like outside and at the receptionist.
"And you had the same psychologist for all that time?"
Kat nodded in agreement and pulled out her card from her pocket, she stood up and leaned over to hand it to him. When he took it their fingers touched and Kat snapped her hand back like he had just electrocuted her, she sat back down and nibbled on her bottom lip slightly.
Jonathan pulled his eyes from her mouth and looked at the card; he put it down and looked back at her.
"So is it mandatory or purely optional?"
Kat thought for a second well it was mandatory for a few years when she left the institute but now not so much it was mostly to keep herself from completely losing it and secluding herself from the world. Not to mention Dr. Shelton was always breathing down her neck, constantly telling Kat that it was of utmost importance that she kept the meetings going. What the hell made her follow her advice and come here, ' cause most likely she would find out and come back here like a damn bitch in heat hounding her to get a shrink' Kat didn't realize she was lost in thought for so long until her eyes met with his again and she realized she hadn't answered him yet.
"Oh, um sorry, uh well it's complicated"
He looked at her without a single change in his expression, just kept staring with those eyes, they were cold and calculating and the silence stretched for what seemed like forever until finally she felt it was too much, she couldn't breathe and her head was starting to spin. 'oh no not an anxiety attack, not now, they'll lock me up, they'll use me like a pin cushion I'll never be able to leave, I'll be stuck in a white room with no color, I'll…' her train of thought stopped and she stumbled to stand up.
"I..Ah…. I have to go, this was a mistake… I can't….. I just" her legs became like jelly and she felt like her heart would burst through her chest.
She didn't notice that he was standing beside her now, his hands on her upper arms, he was pushing her back in the chair,
"Just take deep breathes, and relax" His voice was soft and controlling at the same time, he was knelt in front of her so her eyes locked with his.
Kat started to take in deep breaths, slow and steady, she didn't notice but her hands were clutching his shoulders and his hands were still on her upper arms but were moving up and down in short soothing movements.
"That's it, just like that"
'Oh Johnny boy coming to her rescue how sweet'
'Shut up I'm trying to work here'
He waited a few minutes until her chest started to settle down a bit. "Better?" he asked
Kat nodded slightly, "I uh need water" she rasped slightly
Jonathan stood up and went to a small fridge that was located beside one of the filing cabinets, he handed her a bottle of water, Kat took it in shaky hands and went through her bag, it took a minute but she managed to pull out the small pill bottle and tried to open the child safe lock cap but her hands were too shaky and she almost dropped it.
"augh! I don't even have a fucking kid why do they have to put these stupid lids on!"
"Here" he said taking the bottle from her hands and opening it swiftly, he read the label for the directions and gave her one, as she took the pill and gulped half the bottle he read the full label.
'Hm mild sedative but it seems to be a different one than the usual one giving for anxiety, which means she is on other medication as well'
Jonathan handed her the bottle back with the lid on and walked back to his desk, he sat there waiting for Kat to pull herself back together.
"Um sorry and uh thanks, I really should get going, thank you for your time Dr. Crane" Kat spoke as she pulled her jacket back on, her movements were slow and sluggish.
"I hope you're not driving" he asked
"No I took a taxi, which I will do again, good-bye" she softly replied and let herself out; Jonathan waited for the click of her heels to fade and then picked up the card. He dialed the number and waited a few rings.
"Hello this is Dr. Shelton"
"Hello, this is Dr. Crane calling from Arkham asylum I am now taking your former patient Kat Adams and I will need her files and information"
"Oh, I see, she went to a male doctor… that seems odd, well maybe this is just another sign of great process, well I was about to board my flight, but I can rebook, shall I come there or would you like to meet somewhere in the middle"
"Yes we can meet in a coffee shop that is just a 10 minute drive from the airport, will that be easier?"
Kat sat on the couch staring at the t.v without watching it, her mind still thinking of Jonathan how can someone have eyes like that, he must have women falling at his feet.
She shook her head and laid back letting out a huge yawn, it was almost 1am and she was tired as hell, she turned her head to stare at the pill bottle. There were 5 of them lined up, each one meant for a different purpose and right now she was contemplating taking her sedative, she hated it with a passion. Sure it made it easy to fall asleep when she never could but it kept her asleep and waking up when the nightmare got bad was a lot harder with the drug in her system.
She held the bottle and then put it down, getting up she grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass and sat back down, she watched a cooking show and sipped her drink. It was an hour later that her eyes finally drifted closed and she fell into a heavy sleep, her last thought was she might've had a bit too much wine since her medication did say to limit her intake, but sleep called her sweetly and she no longer cared.
She was in her small cube of a room, the light was blinding and she heard the metal door open, he stepped inside flashing his dazzling smile at her, his blonde hair shimmered in the light.
"Hey, Kitty be a good little pussy for me now okay?"
She wanted to scream but the medication made her drowsy and she couldn't form a single thought or action. His hand slid up her thigh and he pulled down her white cotton pants, she came in and out of conscious, it seemed like a dream at times, until she saw his handsome face above hers scrunched as he thrust in and out of her. Than it went black, when she opened her eyes again it was a different time, a different day and she was standing in her room, a plastic spork in her hands covered in blood, her white clothes splattered with bright red color and the male nurse was on the floor, his throat gaped open like a pez dispenser and all Kat did was laugh, a soft laugh as a sweet lullaby rang in her ears.
Kat woke up with a scream in her throat, her body was covered in a cold sweat and the t.v was blindly bright. She took a deep breath and looked around her apartment, groaning she ran her hands through her hair and shut the t.v off. Getting up she stumbled slightly to her bed, still out of it from the wine and flopped on top of the blankets, she buried her face in her bed and took deep breaths of the fresh lilac detergent, it was the only kind she used for the exact reason that she felt complete comfort at the smell and she faded off to sleep again.
It felt like her eyes had only been closed a second when she awoke for the second time, she was on her back now and she had no idea why she woke up. She didn't have a nightmare but something had caused her mind to wake up, she sighed and opened her eyes, and there in front of her was a pair of ice blue eyes glowing in the dark. Kat just stayed still for a moment her brain not catching up fast enough to realize if this was a dream or real life. It wasn't until she saw a gleam of metal to her right that she noticed the syringe coming towards her, instantly her body kicked into high gear at the sight and a scream ripped through her lungs, a cold hand clamped down on her mouth but she bit down and rolled her body to the right, taking them both onto the hard floor.
She heard a male groan as she jumped up to run out of the room, the cold hand shot out again and gripped her ankle, she pulled and then kicked out with her other foot, catching the man in his face and felt something shatter with her kick. The hand let go and Kat took off to the kitchen, she ripped open the drawer and pulled a steak knife out, it wasn't very big but it was the first thing she grabbed and it was better than nothing.
Kat spun around and looked; her eyes were adjusted to the dark so she could see slightly, the moon light shining in through her kitchen window helped as well. She couldn't see anyone or hear anything except her ragged harsh breathing, for a second she thought she imagined the whole thing again. When she realized a sharp pain was shooting through her foot, she lifted her leg up and saw a small amount of blood on her foot and a few small pieces of glass shimmered in the dark kitchen. Just then she looked up and saw none other than Dr. Crane who lunged at her, she slashed at him with the knife and caught him in his upper arm, he let out a yell and then back handed her with such force she slammed into the counter top and he took that moment to grip her hair and pull her head back. The metallic taste was in her mouth and she felt herself become slightly dizzy, he yanked harder bringing her stumbling backwards.
Kat cried out and tried elbowing his face, but he was quicker and pulled her arm back as far as it would go, she let out another cry of pain and tried kicking his shin. He ripped her around and slammed her onto the kitchen counter island. He held her hands above her head and kept his body in-between her legs so she couldn't get a kick in anywhere, he then reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled the syringe out again, Kat screamed as hard as she could at the sight of the needle again. He shoved the needle into her neck as his mouth came down hard on hers and he muffled any screams or shouts she tried to make. She continued to fight with every fiber of her being, she remembered her self-defense training but none of it helped her now even though she thought she was quite a good fighter the wine and the lack of sleep seemed to hinder her and now her head was starting to swim with weird lights. She felt her body slack a bit and Jonathan pulled back slightly his free hand had dropped the needle and was now sliding down her cheek and down her neck feeling her silky skin.
"Ssshhh, isn't that so much better Kat" he whispered
Her eyes stayed locked on his and he saw a flash of anger before her head shot up and connected with his face, he howled and stumbled backwards, his one cheek right under his eye was cut from the broken glasses and now his nose was bleeding but not broken, his eyes were blurry from the involuntary tears.
Kat slid off the counter and hit the floor with a thump, she crawled around the counter into the living room trying to get to the door, but she was slowing down and her body started to get too heavy for her to carry, she tried dragging herself to the door, reaching out in the dark for anything to help her. Jonathan pushed her over onto her back with his foot, and looked down at her,
"Well you are quite a fighter, I'll give you that" he then grinned and his face seem to change slightly making him look more crazy and frightening than before "that's why you're going to be soo much fun to play with" he said in a completely different voice that made her hairs stand on end. That was the last thing she remembered as her heart slowed and everything became black.
Hope you liked my first chapter, I don't keep you waiting I give you action, action and more action! Lol
Ill get more into Kat, an her story as well.
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