Scarecrow's Secret

This Is Revealing

We walked into the house and dad closed the door quietly, he let out a sigh and told Daniel to go upstairs. He nodded, I knew he would spy. The idiot. I'm not stupid and frankly, much smarter than he is, even though he protests most of the time. I gulped as dads eyes shifted over to me and Daniel's feet were stomping up the stairs. He breathed through his nostrils and then exhaled. I kept my eyes fixed on him, it was a few moments of silence before he said something.

"I told you to tell me if she got in your head again, 'Lyn," said my dad coldly, calling me my childhood nickname.

"Dad, I can handle her. You don't have to worry so much about me," I replied, casually. His eyes narrowed as I kept a small smile painted on my face. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took his glasses off, cleaning them before placing them back on his face, pushing them up.

"'Lyn, I told you tell me so I can help you control her. Push her to the back of your mind and leave her dormant there again. What Daniel told me, that must have set you off. Thank you, for sticking up for me, but you should have just ignored it," he said. I scoffed and looked at him, my eyes like daggers.

"Like you can do with Scarecrow?" I asked him, my voice so cold and empty, I felt like a ghost. He winced a little and then turned sharply around when the door knocked. He motioned for me to stay there while he answered the door. I heard the door open and two people step in.

"Oh, Pamela. Selina. What are you two doing here?" asked my dad. I rolled my eyes skywards and sat down on the couch, resting my cheek on my hand. I puffed and lay down on the couch whilst dad spoke to Pam and Sel, as I like to call them

--Jonathan's P.O.V--

I left Caralyn there as I went to get the door, I motioned for her to stay there. I cleaned my glasses, again, and slipped them back on, pushing them up, to answer the door. I opened it and two familiar women stepped in.

"Oh. Pamela. Selina. What are you two doing here?" I asked as Pamela went to stand next to Selina.

"Remember our plan?" asked Pamela. I nodded slowly. I fished into my pockets and handed her a small vile of fear toxin I had had in there for a few days, preparing for this, just to be quick. "Thanks,"

"You're welcome, Pammy, but I still beg the question. Why is Selina here?" I asked. Selina raised an eyebrow and looked at Pamela, looking as confused and incredulous as me.

"I thought you told him what I was doing here, Pamela," growled Selina. She sighed and put a hand through her thick, wavy, fiery red hair.

"I wish the both of you would call me Ivy. Anyway, Jonathan, Selina is here to help Jess look after Caralyn and Daniel!" she exclaimed. It took me a while to register what she said as she pulled me out of the door.

"What?!" I almost yelled as she pulled me straight out of my house. She yelled bye to Selina, who yelled that she had her own kid to look after. Ivy yelled that she had, too. But they would all be there any minute.

"I told Harley that Dr Arkham asked you both to come in late for something," she said, handing me two needles that I recognised from my lab. I was about to ask her how she got into my lab but she beat me to it, "Before you ask how I got in, lets just say, I'll pay for the damage I done to your window," I narrowed my eyes at her as she stopped outside the asylum.

"Good luck!" she called. I sighed and stuffed the needles into my pockets to be met with Harley already.

"Heya, Jonny!" she cried.

"Hello, Harley," I said quietly, sighing.

"So, what do you think Dr Arkham needs?" she asked, completely oblivious. I shrugged before asking her to come in to my office for a bit. She raised an eyebrow and I rolled my eyes. She stepped in sighing. I already felt guilty even though I hadn't done anything yet. When she turned around to face me, I knocked her out and dragged her out of my office. Luckily, all security camera systems were down from my office to intensive treatment.

--Selina's P.O.V--

I was going to kill Ivy for leaving me alone with Jonathan and her kids. It didn't seem the twins, Poppy and Rose Isley, got along well and Rose would just sit in the corner and sulk. Caralyn and Daniel didn't really get along well either, he would sit and sulk with Rose. I sighed. Suddenly, late as usual, my sonvshowed up. I pulled him into a hug and then hit him lightly across his head.

"Mom," Jason whined. I rolled my eyes and hugged him again before letting him go.

"You're late," I said sharply. He sighed. "I was worried, okay, go and join the others," when I said that, he smiled and joined Poppy and Caralyn. It looked like Caralyn had just met Poppy but Jason knew her. It seemed Caralyn knew Jason. I smiled and relaxed.

--Jonathan's P.O.V--

I was working when I heard a light groaning sound. It was Harley, waking up. Her eyes opened straight up and she found me staring down at her. She soon realised she was strapped on to a gurney. She soon started to struggle which made me stand a little back, turning round to the toxin, antidote and amnesia needle. I sighed and puffed.

"Jonathan Crane, you untie me from this gurney right now! How can you do this to a friend?! I'm not one of your unlucky test subjects, Jonathan! I'm a friend!" she yelled, putting emphasis on friend. I let out a louder sigh.

"Sorry, Harls," I stated bluntly and sprayed her with the toxin. Her fearful momentous past was a little scarier than I had expected, then we got to what Ivy and I wanted.

"Allysen, what are you doing here?" she asked the air, looking confused. "Allysen, what is that? Allysen? Allysen! Mistah Jay, Mistah Jay! Help!" she screamed, I stood up at the repetition of the name, if this was the Allysen I thought it was, she was in deep trouble. I remember the phobia test on her. "It. It's Jonny's sister," my cheeks flared; "Oh, God, what is that?! You're going to use it on Alexandria?! I'm not letting you anywhere near my daughter, you're sick and twisted, Crane!" she yelled.

I studied her before she let out a scream like she was screaming at Joker. "Mistah Jay! She's going to kill our daughter, do something!" she yelled. I grabbed the antidote needle and stabbed it into her, she calmed down. She kept whispering; "He should have done something, he should have. She got it into her, it's slowly...slowly...,"

"Slowly what, Harley? Slowly what?!" I asked, eager to know what.

"Killing her," she whispered before closing her eyes. She opened her eyes after a few seconds to see me, in shock, then she kicked into violent hysterics.

"Crane! Get me out of this!" she yelled. "What are you gawking at?! Cut me free!" she growled. I soon snapped back to reality and made an 'O' shape with my mouth. I stabbed the amnesia needle into her arm and she fell asleep. I cleared all of products and supplies off the table and into a bin bag. I unstrapped Harley and dragged her out of intensive care and into my office. I waited for her to wake up, while I did, I fell asleep.

"Jonny," I heard a quiet woman's voice say, she shook me and I saw Harley. "We must have fell asleep," she yawned, completely oblivious, just like I'd hoped. We stood up and left the asylum like nothing happened. I had texted Ivy, though.

"Got what I wanted out of Harley. What about you and Joker?" I texted, asking. I heard my phone go a few seconds later. Ivy.

"I doubt what you got out of Harley was worse than what I got out of Joker,"