Hunted

Chapter 5

(4 Years Later....)

(Y/N Pov)

(Location: Arkham Asylum)

???: YAAAAAAGH!!!

Y/N: Was that the 6:30 scream already?

I though as I awoke from my nap. Heading towards the cell door notice some guards passing.

Y/N: Can you bring me a book or something? I'm gonna die of boredom!

Guard: And the world would be a better place for it!

He yelled back as he rifle butts my cell door.

I plop back onto my dirty bed. This was my life now I suppose. After 3 years of terrorizing Gothem and almost getting my revenge. They finally caught mom and I. It kinda sucks, but at the same time it's nice to be away from....well I hesitate to call him "Dad" past this point, but–

Guard: Quinn!

Y/N: Huh?

Guard: You got a visitor. Against the wall now!

As I followed their orders I began to wonder. Who'd come to visit me? Mom's here...and Ivy's here....

Y/N: Ow! A little tight you know.

Guard: Shut it and move.

As we walked past the other cell mates my mind ignored their insults and kept trying to figure out who would be here to see me.

???: Hey Sweetie!

A familiar voice suddenly snaps me out of my thoughts. My mom Harleen Quinzel....or rather Harley Quinn. She wasn't really my mom, but she's done so much for me it was hard to think about her as anything else.

Harley: Where ya going?

Y/N: I have a visitor apparently.

Harley: Someone wants to visit you?

Y/N: Geez, mom thanks for the burn.

Harley: I didn't mean it like that. It's just....well you and I don't really know a lot of......what's the word?

Y/N: Sane people?

Harley: I prefer thinking differently.

Guard: Move it Quinn.

Harley: I'm talking to my boy!

The guard stumbles back a bit at mom's outburst.

Harley: Be careful with this mystery person okay?

Y/N: I will.

Before I leave I quickly run back

Y/N: Bye Auntie Ivy!

Ivy: Your still calling me that?

Poison Ivy.....she controls plants. As lack luster as that sounds at first, I've seen her call a Venus fly trap so big it the police had to use several flamethrowers just to get rid of it. She made it clear several time that she didn't like me calling her Auntie Ivy "It makes me sound old and decrepit!" She says, but I think she's starting to warm up to it.....no matter how many times she's vine whipped me against the wall.

Guard: Move it!

A guard shoves me forward

Y/N: Okay! Okay....sheesh...

We arrive at a room normally reserved for interrogations. You could tell by the hulking mass of a steel door that blocked the entrance. The guard knocks on the door.

Guard: He's here!

After a couple of seconds the door slowly opens and who do I see waiting for me?

Y/N: Well......Mr. Bruce Wayne......this is a surprise.

Bruce Wayne: Please...just Bruce is fine.

Y/N: Ooh Kay....

Guard: You got 10 minutes.

The doors shut behind me. I circle around a nearby chair a bit trying to read Mr Wayne.

Y/N: Sooo......what brings you to the capital city of insanity?

Bruce: I wanna know why you targeted Jack Miller.

Y/N: I believe the court had that settled. Spending time with Joker made me develop a blood lust and go on a killing rampage.

Bruce: But that's not true is it.

Y/N: ............

Bruce: The court might have deemed those attacks as random acts of chaos and disruption, but I don't believe it.

Y/N: Oh really?

Bruce: Each business that was attacked had ties to either Jack and Dalia. Every person murdered were also close to the two.

Y/N: ..........

Bruce: You clearly have something against them and I wanna know what.

Y/N: Even if I told you...you wouldn't believe me. Hell the court of public opinion wouldn't hear me out. They already decided to throw away the key long before mom and I were caught.

I adjusted myself and leaned closer towards Mr Wayne.

Y/N: Believe it or not I have some respect for you Mr Wayne. It made me glad to hear you donated to help out us orphans.....but even all the money and security in the world couldn't protect us from the real monsters out there.

I started to pace around trying to relax myself.

Bruce: Let's change topics....Harley Quinn.

Y/N: Mom? What about her?

Bruce: The two of you disappeared for quiet sometime. Only to reappear with the Joker and cause chaos.

Y/N: Okay and?

Bruce: What made you go? Testing at a young age showed you had quite the book smarts. You'd probably be able to get into any school if you wanted to. So why change that?

Y/N: Jack Miller changed that.

Bruce: Care to elaborate? (Reprising the question should get him to talk.)

Y/N: ..........Well—

*Knock Knock*

The door swings open as I'm tackled to the ground.

Y/N: Ach! Talk about being a little overly aggressive! Can I at least get a safe word?

Guard: Shut it and move!

Bruce: Excuse me, but our time isn't up.

Guard: Enough is enough. I'd suggest you move on and let us do our job.

Y/N: Can we at least stop by the library for a book?

Guard: No.

Y/N: Aw Come on!

Bruce: Hey Wait!

(Later on...)

As I sat against the wall of my cell I watched as my afternoon meal slowly slid in and plop down spilling all over the floor.

Guard: Bon appetite.

Y/N: ......There's a hair in my food.

Guard: Shut it.

He slams the grate Shut as I scoop up my gruel from the floor and eat.

???: Mucha'cho I hope you enjoy the food. Because when I get outta here—

Y/N: We both know you being here isn't my fault.

Bane: I'm gonna enjoy breaking you in half chico....