Poisoned

Prologue

The cheers from rowdy policemen and doctors filled the air with excitement. People whistled and clapped and cheered on the four heavily armed policemen. He remained emotionless even with the celebrations going on around him. Doctor Jonathan Crane watched from the shadows of the dimly lit part of the asylum. He didn't care about the brainless men that called themselves the police. He was too mesmerised by the woman under two policemen's grip. She was tall, but that probably had to with the fact that she was wearing 5 inch heals, which she walked perfectly in. She was already wearing the orange tracksuit bottoms provided for every patient in Arkham, but instead of the Orange jumper, she wore a black crop top that clung to her tightly in the right places, and stopped above the stomach.
He had heard about this woman. she was all over the news, and she was highly spoken of, by the patients here. Crane readjusted his glasses as to get a better look of her. In all honesty he thought he would never see her in person, not that he cared otherwise. He would rather not meet deadly assassins anyway. Although he found this woman quite captivating. The Viper is what she's known as to most people. Her actual name was Rebecca Smith but that name was lost to her. Crane knew about her, as she was a very intriguing criminal to him. He knew that she murdered both of her parents. He knew that she was a deadly weapon and was only hired by the richest mobsters to dispose of someone. He knew that she left two bite marks in her victims neck as a trade mark. He knew that up until now, she had never been caught by the police. But what he didn't know was why they called her The Viper. But now he knew.

It was pretty clear of the resemblance she held to the deadly breed of snake. Her long wavy hair was jet black and stood out against her snow coloured skin. Her hair was shiny and the way she moved in the light, it looked like the sun reflecting off shiny scales. The way she walked was mesmerising, like she was gliding on the ground, or like a snake slithering. Her pointed teeth were visible as she smirked, without a care, past the clapping policemen. The teeth looked deadly, like the fangs of a snake. The last resemblance was the most evident. Her eyes were enchanting. They were the most striking colour of green, you had ever seen. The were big and kept glancing around her surroundings suspiciously, like snake.
The Doctor concluded that everything about her was captivating. He noted that her eyes were so enticing that you felt like prey if you got lost in them. He had never seen a woman like her. He noticed that there was a slight cut in her lip, but no serious damage done.

She continued to walk down the hall. She still had the smirk on her face, and looked bored. Her hands were cuffed. He expected them to walk straight by him, but instead one of the policemen, named Jim Gordon stopped them. "Dr.Crane, I believe we have a new patient for you" he said, his moustache twitching. Jonathan stepped out from the shadows and in front of Gordon. "Evidently" he said sounding bored. "I trust she'll be in good hands, we have, after all, gone through a lot of trouble of catching her" he said. The woman gave him a grin showing her pointed teeth. "She'll be perfectly secure with me" said Crane. He averted his gaze to the woman who was staring back at him. Her eyes really did make him feel like a deer caught in headlights. The corner of his mouth turned up. 'Interesting' he thought. "Well we'll bring her to her cell" said Gordon, and they set off down to the elevator, probably bringing her down to the lowest level of cell blocks. As they walked off, the woman spun her head around and winked at him. The doctor smiled.
This was going to be interesting.