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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 19
Sacrifice
Batman struggled to dodge through the Scarebeast’s flailing arms, careful to not lose his grip on the syringe in the process or the grappling gun he was clinging to for dear life. He knew this was the only way that the Scarebeast could be stopped, as without the tranquilizers in the syringe, the Scarecrow would eventually die of stress, and as a stressed man himself, he knew the toll would be great.
He knew that the other League members were starting to tire. Never had they faced something like this before. Scarecrow by himself was a handful, but this thing was proving to be a herculean task to handle. He only hoped that the beast would stand still long enough to jam the syringe into one of the small openings in his bracken armor.  
Batman knew he didn’t have much time. Hawkgirl and Aquaman were already down, and the Green Lantern was struggling to withstand the fear gas on the ground as he evacuated the people towards one of the clearer interpasse
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 18
Rebirth
Becky Albright was dying. All around her lay broken shards of glass, the chemicals covering most of her body as they seeped into the cuts and scrapes left from the blast from earlier, which had reopened while she was fighting Friitawa. She was barely conscious, not even having the strength to move any part of her body.
The chemicals burned like fire on her wounds, inflaming them into a sickly blotchy red. She would have screamed from the pain, if she had enough strength to scream.
And as she heard the roar of the Scarebeast, all she could think about was how she had failed. Everyone had depended on her to fight off Friitawa, and yet she couldn’t. She could barely get a hit in. She could barely even stand her blows, as the woman hit with strength that far surpassed her own and with a speed she could barely avoid.
I’m so sorry, Jonathan, she thought, a single tear sliding down her cheek, her chest only barely rising and falling as she struggled to br
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 17
Defiance
Becky peeked down the empty hallway, her ears alert for any footsteps that would signal that she was either being followed or someone was coming back through her hallway.
All the while, she was thinking of how to get the Scarebeast under control. Okay, so what do I know so far? She asked herself, mentally checking through her plan as she snuck through the halls. I know that Friitawa captured Alice and Jervis a few weeks ago and forced him to build a mind control card strong enough to use on Jonathan when he transformed. Jonathan told me the cards are useless unless there is a controller to use it. So, it would make sense that Friitawa would have the controller on her so that she could control his actions remotely. So, to get Jonathan back to normal, I need to either somehow subdue her and get the controller or jump on Jonathan and get the card out.
She sighed. Both plans sounded like suicide, but that was the only way to revert Jonathan to his normal
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 16
Caught in a dream
The Mad Hatter shambled through the hallways, a trail of blood in his wake as he heaved his heavy croquet hammer over his shoulder, his eyes still glazed with madness.
All around him, he could see he was nearing the Red Queen’s fortress, where his beloved Alice was trapped. And it was up to him to make sure Alice was rescued and safe. After all, if Alice was dead, order and tyranny would engulf Wonderland, and he knew that the Red Queen would bathe in the blood of all their citizens if she got the chance.
As he made his way through her hedge maze labyrinth, he prepared himself for what he must face. He had already taken out several of the Queen’s card soldiers as he made his way towards the castle, but now he knew that he would be facing his greatest challenge yet trying to infiltrate her fortress. He prayed that he didn’t awaken the Jabberwock while he was rescuing Alice. He doubted either of them had the strength to face that thing yet.
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 15
Break In
Both Becky and the Riddler stopped in their tracks as a massive roar shook the landscape, sending Becky crouching on the ground as the massive rumbling followed, sending the concrete nearly jumping from the impact.
“What on earth was that?” she asked, her heart pounding as she scrambled to her feet.
The Riddler’s eyes widened. “We need to hurry. It’s already started.” he cried, as he took her arm and started to run towards the warehouse.
“What started?”
“If that roar is enough to go by, we were too late to stop Friitawa from transforming him. But we still have enough time to get in and find her before she decides to kill Tetch and Alice,” he replied, starting to hack into the security files of the building.
“Jervis and Alice are in there?” she cried, anxiety filling her heart. If Jervis and Alice were in there, then that meant Friitawa needed him for controlling Jonathan, and was using Alice as
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 14
Awakening the Monster
When Crane opened his eyes, all he could see was just a blur of lights and colors, hazy and indistinct. His vision swam, his mind filled with a blurry fog, as if he had been drugged.  His ears were ringing, and he could barely keep his vision focused, even when he tried to squint. He tried to move his arms and legs, only to find them unresponsive and numb, as if he had been given anesthesia before he had awoken.
He could see a white-clad figure coming towards him, her boots making slight taps on the floor as she moved her booted feet.
“Ah, I see you are awake, my dear Scarecrow,” the figure spoke, her voice smooth and sly, like that of a predator talking to its prey.
He couldn’t place the voice yet, his mind swimming in the fog. “Who-Who are you? You sound…familiar.”
“Oh, Jonathan, did you honestly forget the one who worked with you at such a critical moment in your career?” she asked, her voice dripp
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 13
Ambush
“Do you see anything, Jon?” Becky asked, trying to peer into the darkness that clouded her vision. She could barely make out the lone shipment being delivered into the warehouse where they were waiting.
“Not yet,” he whispered back, binoculars in his hands as he tracked the truck’s movement as it unloaded the cargo from the ship, glancing slightly to the sides to scan for any signs of Friitawa’s goons or Batman.
There!
His eyes focused on the small bands of thugs approaching the shipment, motioning for Becky to come closer as he shared his binoculars with her. “Do you think that these people were what Tetch was talking about a few weeks ago?”
She narrowed her eyes, focusing on their features. “I think so. It does fit some of Jervis’ descriptions of the goons near the University, but do you think that those are Friitawa’s thugs? I mean, those things hardly look human.”
“Trust me, those are Fr
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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 12
Envy and Madness
Friitawa slammed a fist on her lab table, furious as she watched the video feed from inside Scarecrow’s lair. She couldn’t believe he had fallen for that little rat’s tricks.
She slammed her fist down again, her red eyes flashing with anger. How dare that girl get what she could not? How dare that girl keep her from achieving greatness alongside the man she had perfected her fearful technique. She knew she had more to offer than anything that Albright girl could ever dream of offering him. She was stronger than her, smarter than her, and more capable of bringing enemies to their knees than her.
“Honestly, what can that little rat offer you, Jonathan, that you would fall for her and not me?” she growled, glaring at the monitor. Oh, she had seen how he looked at that girl, how he was kind to her, patient with her, gentle with her, and it absolutely sickened her.
This was not the Jonathan that she knew. The Jonathan she knew would
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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 11
Human
Becky looked up from her vigil on the couch as Crane ascended the stairs, avoiding her gaze. He didn’t know what he would do now. He could still see the bruises he had left on her neck where he had choked her, and he couldn’t face the hurt and concerned expression on her face, knowing that it was his actions that caused her so much pain.
He went towards her, his feet shuffling along before slowly, carefully, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. “I’m sorry,” he whispered in her ear.
Becky’s eyes widened, not expecting Jonathan’s sudden burst of affection. She knew he was anything but a touchy-feely person. He barely touched her skin most of the time, mostly giving a small tap or so when she needed to adjust her stance or a light brush of his hand on her shoulder. Slowly, she slid her arms around him, enjoying the euphoric feeling. “I know,” she whispered back.
He soon pulled away, seemingly retreating into himself
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 10
The Warning
“Hurry, Scream! He’s catching up!” Scarecrow shouted, ducking as a batarang flew past his face.
“I’m coming, Scarecrow! You know I can’t run as fast as you can!” complained Becky, ducking as the batarang flew back to its owner, while dodging the Caped Crusader’s attacks.
It had been three weeks since Jervis had come looking for Alice. Naturally, after his outburst, he could have been caught wandering around somewhere in Gotham by Batman and dragged back to Arkham, as that was usually the case with him, Jonathan had said. As for Alice, she could have just wanted a break from the Hatter for a little while, as his often exuberant and eccentric personality could be quite a bit to handle.
In the meantime, Jonathan had been doing more research on a new, more effective method of fear gas. He was thinking of filling several balloons with a combination of both water and the chemicals for his fear gas formula. He had found th
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 9
Black Mail
As Jervis walked down the wet, concrete streets of the Amusement Mile, he couldn’t help but berate himself.
I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then, and probably for the worst,” he said, shivering from the cold, biting rain. Oh, how he wished he had his coat.
But being cold and miserable didn’t excuse his actions against her, just as it wasn’t an excuse for her to accuse him of being the way he appeared: like a creepy stalker offering candy to children.
’I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,’ said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself you see,’” Tetch replied, talking to himself. He just knew Alice would be embarrassed to see him like this.
He knew his reactions were unjustified, and he didn’t need to try to attempt to use violence to illustrate his point. Sometimes, he would suddenly black out, som
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 8
Target Practice
Becky barely ducked in time to avoid Crane’s kick as she reacted with a quick punch to his abdomen.
“So, why are we doing these sparing lessons again, Jon?” she asked, blocking another strike with her cane. “It’s not like we’re going to use it much. I mean, all we usually do is either gas them or run and hide when they decide to experience the fight or flight reaction. What’s the point?”
Crane chuckled. “While its true we don’t use this much, Batman and his robins do. They rely on these techniques to easily take us down. So we must, in turn, be prepared to counter those techniques with our own in order to stand at least a small chance against them,” he replied, countering another blow.
He was currently using his violent dancing technique, a form of fighting he had adapted from drunken boxing and crane style kung-fu to keep opponents on their toes around him if he was caught off-guard, to train B
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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 7
Friend
Becky slowly opened her eyes as the bright sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the barricade, irritating her eyes with its bright glare.  She silently yawned, trying to stretch her arms, only to find them pinned at her sides.
This instantly awakened her, her eyes slowly trailing to see a pair of arms wrapped around her stomach. She instantly stiffened in fear, causing the unknown cuddler to shuffle a bit closer to her, his head nestling into the crook of her neck, peacefully snoring. She slowly turned her head to see Jonathan’s face resting on her shoulder, oblivious to everything around him as he slept soundly for the first time in years, his breath ruffling her curly, red hair.
Much of the reason why the Scarecrow always seemed to stay awake was because he was plagued by awful nightmares of his childhood, constantly tortured at the hands of his Granny and the bullies. These nightmares would often make him flail and scream, instantly waking Becky up
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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 6
One of these things is not like the other…
A lone henchman scurried into the chamber, hoping that he wasn’t going to be unfortunate enough to disturb the Mistress. She hated that, and what she hated, she did away with, such as the first goon who had disobeyed her commands. He didn’t know exactly what happened to him, but he had a haunted look in his eye, and his skin was cut open in many different places, with something that looked suspiciously like scales on them.
The mysterious woman, whose face was constantly cloaked in shadows, was waiting for him.
“Mistress, we found the one you were looking for,” he said, wringing his hands together nervously.
The woman smiled. “Good, bring him in.”
The man nodded, uttering a silent sigh of relief as he scurried out through the doors. Soon, two other henchmen dragged a struggling, bedraggled Riddler into the room, dumping him unceremoniously at their Mistress’ feet.
The man certainly look
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Literature
Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 5
TLC
“Jon…”
“Jon…than”
Blurry images greeted Crane’s eyes as he struggled to focus on the shapes in front of him.
“Jonathan…Jonathan…”
As his vision cleared up, he was surprised to find both Tetch and Becky leaning over him, trying to shake him awake.
“Ugh! Tetch? Becky?” he said drowsily, rubbing his eyes. He tried to sit up, only to wince in pain as his neck erupted into a thousand, needle-like pains near his vertebrae. He decided wisely to lie back down. “What happened? Where am I?”
“Oh, thank goodness, Jonathan. W-we thought you would never wake up.” Jervis answered, his hands wringing nervously as he talked, trying to calm himself down.
“Y-Yeah, we were getting worried,” Becky added, a bit reluctant to admit that she had cared enough to worry about his well-being. If she admitted to herself that she cared for him was starting towards territory that, quite
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Trial of the Mouse
Chapter 4
The First Heist
Night had started to fall as the Scarecrow’s henchmen assembled in a quiet corridor of the warehouse. Their boss had briefed them of a heist meeting to plan for their next bounty. In front of them, on a big projector screen, were the blueprints for their latest crime. Several dots lead to the center, their goal, and a vault full of money from the First National Gotham bank.
The goons, who had been waiting patiently for their boss to arrive, were whispering to each other.
“Why do ya think the boss is taking so long?” Goon 1 asked the one sitting beside him.
“I dunno, man,” Goon 2 replied, shrugging his shoulders. “The boss is usually on time for these things.”
“Maybe it has something to do with the new chick that he brought in two weeks ago,” Goon 3 said.
“You really think so, man?” Goon 1 questioned, looking around to make sure that Crane was nowhere to be found. If he caught them…. he re
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Chapter 19

Sacrifice



Batman struggled to dodge through the Scarebeast’s flailing arms, careful to not lose his grip on the syringe in the process or the grappling gun he was clinging to for dear life. He knew this was the only way that the Scarebeast could be stopped, as without the tranquilizers in the syringe, the Scarecrow would eventually die of stress, and as a stressed man himself, he knew the toll would be great.

He knew that the other League members were starting to tire. Never had they faced something like this before. Scarecrow by himself was a handful, but this thing was proving to be a herculean task to handle. He only hoped that the beast would stand still long enough to jam the syringe into one of the small openings in his bracken armor.  

Batman knew he didn’t have much time. Hawkgirl and Aquaman were already down, and the Green Lantern was struggling to withstand the fear gas on the ground as he evacuated the people towards one of the clearer interpasses.  He couldn’t see the Flash with all the opaque gas in the way, and Superman was still recovering from the Fear Gas.

He knew by himself that he couldn’t bring this beast down. He was lucky that the first time he had fought the Scarebeast he had the hidden alcoves in the Batcave to give him the advantage of stealth and silence, his two greatest assets, to defeat it. Now, he had nothing he could hide behind, and if he didn’t continue to dodge and weave through the beast’s limbs, he would soon end up smashed into a puddle at the bottom of the street.

That’s when he spotted something emerging from the fog. At first, at the speed it was going, he thought it was perhaps Flash or one of the younger Justice League members, but as the figure approached, he was shocked to find Becky, dressed in her Scarecrow costume, her eyes glowing a vivid green as she seemed to fly through the fog, her scythe cutting through it like a knife as she dashed towards him.

That brief lapse in his concentration caused the Scarebeast to gain the upper hand; his clawed hands snapped the line holding him aloft and sending him crashing to the ground.

Only to be inadvertently saved from his fall by a pair of gigantic hands grabbing him, its clawed grip squeezing the air out of him.

“PUT HIM DOWN, JONATHAN!”

The wooden giant stopped suddenly, looking down at the small human at the base of his feet.

Becky stood tall as she faced him down, her fiery eyes looking up with concern at him, her shoulders slumped and her breathing ragged. Her adrenaline was starting to wear thin, and she could barely keep herself standing. Her mind swam with horrible visions, and it took all of her willpower to keep herself from running. “You need to stop! It’s over!  She has no control over you or any of us anymore.”

The Scarebeast’s eyes glanced at the Justice League, and he growled. He could already see Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl readying their weapons, ready to make him pay should he go through with crushing Batman’s rib cage.

He felt torn. It went against his nature to submit quietly to Batman, and he rather doubted that Batman wouldn’t separate him and Becky from each other, and right now, at such a fragile physical and mental state, she could truly break at any time. But he also knew that if he didn’t stop himself, he would kill himself, and her in the end.

It was his choice now: to have his revenge and be killed or surrender and live to fight another day?

Then, with reluctant slowness, he uncurled his fist from around Batman’s torso, and stood still as the hero jabbed the syringe into the Scarebeast’s hand, releasing the tranquilizing contents into its body.

Slowly, as the fear gas started to dissipate into the air, he started to shrink, his wooden skin gradually turning to flesh as he drifted into unconsciousness.

Becky raced to his side, holding him close to her as she started to cry into his shoulder. She didn’t care right now that he was half-naked and that everyone else could see her breaking down. All she needed was for him to be in her arms.

She didn’t look up as the silent, booted feet of Batman slowly walked towards her. “I know what you’re going to say,” she replied, her back turned to the Dark Knight. “You’re going to say he kidnapped me and gave me Stockholm syndrome or that he got Tetch to brainwash me. And if that’s so, then you’re wrong!”

“I wasn’t going to say that at all,” he replied, his tone calm, but firm. He knew that she showed no signs of any abuse during his time of tracking her as she ran errands and pulled heists with the Scarecrow. And he didn’t see any signs of listlessness that he usually saw in Tetch’s victims, so mind control was also out of the question. “I’m actually amazed that you’re still alive and sane after all that’s happened. Not everyone can survive that amount of fear gas and still manage to speak.”

“I guess,” she replied, her shoulders sagging and her eyelids fluttering. She could barely keep her eyes open, much less focus on what Batman was saying. She could hear the sirens of the police cars coming closer to her, but she was too tired to care. Jonathan had already succumbed to the sedatives and had passed out. “But what of Friitawa? Did she escape?”

“No. She’s already been put back in Blackgate, where she belongs.”

“And what of me? Where will I be going?”

“That’s not up to him to decide,” Commissioner Gordon replied. His team had already sectioned off the rest of the city from the fear gas, and now was bringing in some economy size fans to dissipate it faster. “The courts will have to decide that for you, Becky. In the meantime, come with me. I’ll escort you to jail.”

She smiled. Compared to tonight, the jail sounded like a resort. Numbly, she got up, limply walking on her cane as she got into the car, falling asleep once the door was closed.

Seeing that Becky was accounted for, Batman used his Batclaw towards the nearest building, his arms carrying Crane like a load of potatoes as he zipped up the building and headed towards Arkham.
Trial of the Mouse
I hope you enjoy. We're nearing the end of this story. Just one more chapter and Trial of the Mouse will be complete. 
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Okay, now that I'm done with the main story of the Dance of the Crane, I decided to write a sequel, called Trial of the Mouse. It's about Becky's time as Scream and what is going to happen, as well as a new villain that seems to have a thing for our dear Scarecrow. There will be danger, romance, and lots of funny and awkward stuff happening to our favorite Master of Fear. Hopefully, if school goes well and I don't have much of a writer's block, maybe I can do more with the story. I already have a lot of ideas, and I can't wait to show them to you.  

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Hi Paige, it's me, Nachida from Rams today!
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Oh, hi, Nachida! How are you doing?
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Dear heavens, I'm in love with these fics! Your Scarecrow, Hatter, etc... I adore every inch of them! ...I will have to say more when opportunity permits, but as I've just read them in one sitting, and it's almost two am, I fear I must settle for simply faving them.

Thank you! Magnificent!
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Thank you so much. I'm very flattered that you think so highly of my story. You've just made my day!!! 

I will try to get more of the story out there for you to enjoy. Right now, I'm currently working on the sequel to TotM, and since I'm at college, updates might be a little slow. But I promise you, I will get the rest out there. 

Again, thank you so much!!! LOL 
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thanks for the favourite
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Of course. 
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Thank you so much! I love the Riddler with the party hat.
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