Blaine Myers a.k.a Warden Ghost's Story

Shadow were just about to walk of when she recognized the voice talking to Ghost down in Maximum Security. It was that weird guy from before, the one who'd yelled at her because apparently she'd been sitting on his spot. She was interested and tempted to run down there, but she didn't want to follow Ghost around everywhere. She was able to hear everything from this spot anyways, so she just sat down at the corner of the hallway so she couldn't be seen by Ghost. Some guards approached her with a taser, but Shadow simply just waved no with her finger and they left her alone. They were looking at her funny though.

Shadow rested her head against the cold concrete wall and sighed vaguely. "If I could just go back to being criminal..." she muttered to herself while listening to Ghost and the crazy man's conversation.

Ghost phased through the cell door, leaving Shadow outside. He didn't want her to upset the patient as he knew she'd probably would. "This a new routine, Dr. Hans will be checking up on all patients to see if they need anything, under reasonable means that is. So Alexei are you okay with how your stay in Arkham has been or is there something you'd like?" Ghost asked expecting Alexei to cover up what he wanted to say. He'd heard from Dr. Hans earlier that Alexei was upset, but hid his anger.

Ghost meddled with the cuffs on his suit as he awaited Alexei's answer.

He was dimly aware of Ghost entering the cell quietly, and Alexei curled up tighter. He faintly registered the warden speaking, though he wasn't really paying much attention. His mind was blank and he stared at the gray wall. Once Ghost had stopped speaking, his words came back to Alexei. With a pained sigh, he massaged his temples, remaining silent for a moment before answering. "All I'd really like, Mr. Warden," he began. "Is for you to get out of my cell."

The warden stared at Alexei for a moment and then turned away, phasing through the cell. When he walked out he could see that Shadow was waiting away from the cell. He wondered if she was scared of what was inside.

He took a glance at a nearby clock and turned to one of the guards. "It's time for lunch, radio the rest of the guards to release the patients into the cafeteria." The warden instructed as he walked away from the maximum security area and towards Shadow. The warden had ran out of time before he could inquire any other patients. The guard did as the warden instructed and one by one each cell began to open.

"It's time for lunch Shadow..." Ghost said as he passed he without looking her way and started walking to the cafeteria. On his way there he passed Doppleganger's cell where he used his voice in a special way. "Wake up" Ghost said far from Doppleganger but he manipulated the sound waves so that it sounded if he were right by her ear. The tranquilizers should have worn off by then, so Ghost knew she'd wake up when she heard him.

The warden continued to walk down the hallway and into the cafeteria. He grabbed a tray of the new food he'd ordered for the asylum to replace the usual garbage previously served. The warden the took a seat at one of the empty tables and proceeded to eat, while watching the other patients.

"Solitary..." Depravity repeated the words to himself over and over again, "Solitary...confinement." Warden Ghost had ordered Depravity to be isolated from the other prisoners, and under the watchful eye of the armed guards. Depravity had taken out two of them before they subdued him. He tried to wrestle a stun baton from one of the guards, but the sedative issued by Dr. Hans was too strong. Depravity had collapsed within ten seconds of being administered the tranquilizer. Defeat tasted very bitter, and it was a taste that was going to linger around. When he awoke a few hours later, Brandon Robertson had not returned yet. For now, it was still Depravity.

Depravity felt betrayed; he was a prisoner in his own kingdom-his own interpretation, anyway. Depravity had learned that Warden Ghost was not a man to underestimate. He was a worthy foe. The only shining light of optimism in Depravity's mind was the chance that he'd actually be able to square off with the Warden one day. Depravity respected Warden Ghost as an enemy, and hoped to test his strength against him. Dr. Hans had also earned Depravity's respect with his bravery, despite being taken hostage. With Depravity's respect also came the desire to defeat.

What did he mean by 'asylum'? Depravity thought. He had heard the term many times before, but never understood it's meaning. Depravity often heard terms he did not quite understand coming from the men and women living in his kingdom. Depravity decided to observe and study what the Warden and his minions had done to his precious kingdom.

"What we need is a new plan," he spoke aloud to himself, "we need alliances, which means playing nice...unfortunately, but we must not face this threat alone. The kingdom has betrayed us. Exiled us. Banished us. Toppled our mighty regime. We are no longer king...Warden Ghost took our title, forced us here. He will pay... We will find those we can trust, those who can fight...Kill the man with the changing eyes, and retake our rightful place as king."

Ghost suddenly passed her and told her it was time for lunch. Well, that conversation didn't last long... she thought to herself and then walked with incredible speed to the cafeteria. She didn't get to eat anything the last time, so she was starving.
Shadow choose a seat far away from everyone else and sat down with the new food the warden had ordered. She should probably stay away so she didn't get beat up by that rednecks friends.

"Fucking idiot.." she muttered when she remembered what he had said.

Dr. Hans made his way to the cafeteria with a cart and loaded trays of food on them. He passed by Ghost and gave him a nod. He made his way to max security with the wheels of the cart squeaking along the way.

"Good Evening Alexei, I look forward to our next session tomorrow" Hans said as he slid a tray of food into Alexei's cell.

Dr. Hans went to Juggernaut's cell, to his surprise Dr. Calhoun was right along with him. He figured it must be Ghost's doing since the guards didn't seem in a hurry to get him out at all. "Dinner is served" Hans announced as he slid two trays of food into the cell. One of the trays had a larger portion since Juggernaut was bigger than most. Hans tried not to look at Dr. Calhoun. He was a bit curious as to why he was placed in the cell.

He kept moving to where Depravity was held up at. He slid the tray into his cell as well. "Excuse me, do you mind telling me where you think you are?"

Hans was tired of Brandon's hallucinations as Depravity, but it didn't show. Hans rarely showed any sign of emotion, similar to the warden, which is probably why he was chosen to be at Arkham.

"Torture...hm, well if we were to go back maybe to World War II back when I was a child prodigy that aided Hitler in his various science projects torture would be possible. You probably don't even know about that in your current state Brandon." Hans said as he reminisced the tortured screams of children.

"Any how, lets use a bit of logic shall we, I have two questions for you not to answer, but to ponder on. If I wanted to torture you would have I pretended to be a prophet, why not just out right get the guards to hold you down as I pour salt in your eyes?" Hans asked as he stared straight at Depravity.

"Here's the second question Brandon. In anarchy, one must cut off the head of a snake for it to be true reformation. If you agree, tell me why you are still breathing" Hans asked as he took a glance at his watch. "And with that my friend, I say goodnight" Dr. Klarheit said as he walked calmly away from the cell.

Meanwhile in the cafeteria, Ghost was waiting for the newly hired kitchen staff to prepare a special treat. The head chef brought out a piece of cake that'd been topped with hot fudge, with a tall glass of cold milk. He walked over to Shadow who was sitting down in the cafeteria.

"Today we started out rough, but I admire your progress today. You have a thing against wardens but yet you were able to tolerate me and even accompanied me for most of the day. As a reward for your progress you are my first patient of the day. Here take this" Ghost said as he placed the cake and milk beside her.

Shadow almost jumped when she heard Ghosts voice beside her. She'd been in her own thoughts and hadn't even noticed him before now.
He placed a cake and a glass of milk beside her. "Here take this." Shadow glanced at him in disbelief. Had he poisened the cake or something? The inmates never got anything like this. She stared at him for some moments and then placed her fork in the middle of the cake. "How do I know you're not trying to kill me?" she asked suspiciously and then took the fork out of the cake again. She looked at the fork to see if she could see anything, but the cake seemed pretty normal. And tasty as well... She glanced at the big glass of milk. They never got anything but water and cake was normally totally out of the picture. Shadow bit her lip and argued with herself. Should she eat it? "Prove that it's not poisoned."

"Fear..." Ghost said in a dissatisfied tone of voice. Shadow's question of whether he poisoned it or not was a bit insulting to him. He took off his shades and looked at her with his pale eyes for a moment. He stared directly in her eyes to display the lack of emotion on his face. Ghost then walked away from Shadow to the doorway of the cafeteria. He turned back to her to give her one last icy stare. "If I wanted you dead you'd already be in a grave" Ghost whispered from far away, but he manipulated the frequency of his voice to make it sound like he was right next to Shadow's ear. After saying that Ghost went on his way out of the cafeteria and back to his office. The first day of the new regime in the asylum was about to end as the sun was almost completely gone.

His stare sent chills down her spine and when he almost whispered into her ear :"If I wanted you dead you'd already be in a grave", she quickly looked away from him and stared at the table. No wonder they called him Ghost, that man was scary as shit. She was scared and angry at the same time. Of course she didn't want to show that, so she made sure to remain calm until he left the cafeteria. As soon as he was out of sight, she frowned and violently threw the cake across the cafeteria. She grabbed the class of milk and drank it all without even blinking and then threw the glass on the floor as well. It tastet great and for a short moment she secretely regretted that she had thrown the cake, but then she shook her head and left the cafeteria before she was told to clean up the mess.
Shadow soon found her new cell and stomped over to one of the beds without even looking at the other female. She was angry on the new warden. Ghost. How could he play that whole "I'm not angry... I'm dissapointed" act on her when he didn't even know her? She kicked the wall in frustration and then sat down and bit her toungue. She should probably try and relax before she was put in solitary again.

The next morning

Ghost hadn't slept the previous night, he was out wandering the asylum, exploring. He startled some patience because of his ominous presence in the asylum. He really lived up to the title Ghost. At the beginning of the day he watched as Gotham City Police brought in more of the fewer patients who escaped the asylum when the breakout happened, no super criminals yet though. The warden stood by the door as he gave each patient a glance as they walked in.

Shortly after Ghost walked back into the building Dr. Hans had arrived to the asylum from his house on the outskirts Gotham City. He walked in looking like he didn't want to be there. He looked at his schedule for today which included psychiatric evaluations with John Black, Alexei, & Brandon. He was most anxious to see Brandon, wondering what mental shape he would be in today.

When Hans greeted Ghost in somewhat awkward meeting of silence he headed to the intercom. "Good Morning all Arkham patients. Breakfast will be served shortly followed by rec time. Wlll the guards posted by John Black's cell release him from solitary and escort him to my office. Would the guards also release Dr. Calhoun from Juggernaut's cell, he will report to the warden's quarters immediately."

Soon after breakfast was delivered to every cell except John Black's who's have his waiting for him in Hans' office. Ghost personally delivered Shadow's breakfast to her, not saying anything as he passed her to continue on to the hallway leading to his quarters.

Hans slowly put away his book after surveying Black's subtle actions, putting together pieces of Black's psychiatric puzzle even while he was eating. He looked back up at Black with hsi hands once again folded in front of his face. "I agree with you Mr. Black. This place that surrounds you will not be able to hold you forever...but it's not the way you think." Hans said calmly. "You will either be freed because of your own ability to deal with your greatest enemy, your mind. Your other option of course is to die, Arkham doesn't hold souls...at least to my knowledge" Hans said casually, trying to garner a reaction.

"Lets begin shall we. You say that you haven't had a drop of venom in a while, but you're suffering from withdrawal symptoms. Have any of the previous doctors recommended natural sedatives to relieve some of your pain?" Hans asked as he began the evaluation.

Milo woke up to the sound of the intercom and Han's voice. He got up and stretched followed by a yawn. It was amazing...he actually slept inside this place. Of course it wasn't easy but once he got past the walls and the big guy next to him he fell asleep. Still he wouldn't want to do this again. Before Milo could say anything to Juggernaut the guards unlocked his cell to release Milo.

"Alright Doctor your stay is over." The Guard said as he led him out as the others watched Juggernaut to make sure he doesn't do anything funny.

"Okay." Milo softly speaks as he moved out still a bit groggy.

"Alright close the cell." The guard spoke as he locked Juggernaut alone this time.

"Your are to report to the Warden's office." The guard spoke.

"Ah yes of course." Milo spoke as he yawned.

"Now have yourself a good day doctor." The Guard said as he and the rest of them resumed their duties.

Milo walked down the hallways of the asylum as he heard other inmates awaken. He moved silently about the facility as he made his way to the Warden's office. Milo wondered what he wants with him this time? He hoped it wasn't anything too out of the blue this time. Maybe it will be a normal pleasant visit. At least one could hope. Milo walked around until he found the familiar hallway that leads to the office of the Warden. As he walked down he made his way to the door and knocked.

"It's me Dr. Calhoun." Milo spoke as he looked at the door.

He wondered if they will place the new Warden's name on the door? It would at least give him an clue as to who the Warden is. He wondered if he wouldn't do it. Milo doesn't believe it's mandatory more or less a formality for those that work here. Milo wasn't sure, it usually takes a couple days to change names on a door if their is a new permanent employee. So in the meantime Milo would have just to wait and see, he would check this door everyday to make sure.

Warden Ghost

Warden Ghost opened his door when he heard Dr. Calhoun knock on the outside. "Welcome back Dr. Calhoun" Ghost said as he pointed to the breakfast that was on his desk that was waiting for the doctor. He was anxious to see what progress the doctor had made in his stay with Juggernaut.

Dr. Klarheit
"Interesting. I will begin to start you on slight consumable tranquilizer which should numb some of the pain, but leaving your mind untouched of course." Hans said as he began to write in Black's folder. Hans gave Black a smile when Black said he'd escape from the asylum, he knew Ghost wouldn't allow it, so the thought was slightly humorous.

"It's interesting that you only mention superheroes when you talked about power, almost like some sort of admiration for their abilities. Then you go on to say the venom provides you with that strength almost as if you want to be them. I wonder...do you want to be a savior of the people? I mean there's the perks of fame, fortune, and the chance to be immortalized." Hans began to say as he looked at Black with curiosity.

"However there is one flaw with your logic and it's the most obvious. You failed to mention the hero most prevalent in this area...Batman. Batman's abilities are something that can be humanly achieved with a immense amount of effort. More than three quarters of the asylum were brought here by Batman, not Superman or Flash. As far as I know, Batman is a normal human being, but yet he's managed to bring in all of the people that surround you in this place, without powers or venom. So tell me, if he can accomplish that much, can't you?...or are you saying that you lack the drive that he has?" Hans asked, knowing that these words would resonate in Black, although it might make him hostile.

Milo entered the room as the Warden opened the door for him. He pointed to food on the desk for Milo's breakfast.

"Hello, you didn't have to get me breakfast but I thank you for it." Milo said being polite as he sat down at the desk and looked at the food.

Milo wasn't sure if he should eat in front of the Warden, that sounds like something you would do for a patient. He has heard of providing food before a session heck they even use it in police stations before interrogations. Still shouldn't be rude in front of the man either. Obviously he means well doing this for him so he might as well accept. Milo began to eat a little bit of his food not too much but some to satisfy his current hunger. Milo sat there eating occasionally as he awaited for the doctor to sit down. He was thinking about what the Warden will ask of him. Most likely about his night with Juggernaut. Milo would be curious himself if he saw a man walk into his office claiming he survived a night with Juggernaut. While that may be obvious it may not be the case...Milo can never be too sure with this man. As proven thus far he is little more than just strange so Milo watched as he considered the possibilities.

Milo looked at the Warden as he asked his question. He thought about it for a while, besides their initial encounter Juggernaut did nothing else to harm. Milo figured it out quickly as long as he didn't disrespect the big guy he wouldn't harm him. Still should Milo mention the threat Juggernaut made last night? Milo was confident that with the way things are running that he shouldn't worry about that but he could at least mention it for further reference. Sitting there Milo thought it appropriate he should answer the Warden.

"I'll admit...I'm not exactly sure." Milo started, "I wouldn't say I am absolutely terrified by the man, as long as you adhere to his rules of respect he doesn't become aggressive towards you." Milo thought about last night.

"It was interesting...he acted pleased almost excited that I was in the room." "He did want to hurt me but rather annoy me." "It wasn't bad...I did speak back a little and he laid his hand on me because of it." "Although he didn't damage me I was squeezed harder than I ever was before." "Like an orange I thought he was going to squeeze the life out of me." "He warned me then backed off." Milo said as he recounted his night.

"It was frightening knowing there was nothing you can do to free yourself but the experience won't haunt me though...", Milo paused, "...He just taught me not to make him angry, not to mention how truly strong he is."

"One thing he did mention was how I or we could ever expect to understand people like him if we did not share similar experiences as he." "From everything as simple as a broken bone to breaking the law." Milo spoke as he looked at the Warden. "I won't forget that."

"I don't believe I fear him in the same manner as before...I believe I misunderstood him." "Now I understand a little more about the man." Milo said, "In my opinion if it wasn't for his strength he wouldn't need to be in Maximum Security."

Ghost was quite happy with the success of the overnight stay despite that one instance of violence. "I apologize for what happened with Juggernaut. I would punish him, but I'm afraid that'd hinder your analysis of the man. However I think you and him are now more than just patient and doctor now, therefore I'm assigning you as his permanent psychiatric evaluator. If Dr Hans objects simply wave your finger no, he'll get it." Warden says in a less mystifying voice, more human.

"After you finish eating you can head home and take the day off, or if you want to resume your duties feel free to use my personal facilities to freshen yourself up., you smell like the cells. I'll probably have to have them cleaned and maintained soon, vulgar smell." Ghost mutters to himself before looking back up at Milo.

"I have clothes..." Ghost begins to say before realizing his size is bigger than Milo's since Milo was exceptionally scrawny. "...never mind, I'm off to fulfill my duties. Till we meet again Dr. Milo" Ghost says to him as he leaves his quarters, knowing that Milo would probably choose to stay and would want privacy. Ghost was quite pleased with Milo, he was an exceptional psychiatrist that needed an extra push. Although Ghost's decision to lock Milo in a cell with Juggernaut was brash, it had succeeded as planned.

Ghost went outside to the rec area, surveying everyone. He stood by the doors with his hands behind his back and his shades back on. He watched as some patients enjoyed the outdoors like a woman who'd never seen that seemed to be immersed in her surroundings. Then there were other patience who hated it, like Cannibal who seemed to have a tough time making friends. Opposite to his situation was a man a bit larger than Ghost, talking to Shadow. Ghost had heard Shadow through a fit in the cafeteria the previous evening from a guard and he was glad to see it hadn't effected how she was acting today, or at least not yet.

Depravity stepped outside, ignoring all the other inmates around him. Brandon had not yet returned and Depravity was still in total control. As far as the medical staff was concerned, Depravity was unaware of Brandon's existence, but no doctor had ever confirmed the belief.

After conversing with a few of the guards, Depravity learned a great deal about 'asylums' and decided that laying low was the best option, despite his desire to incite carnage and chaos; to fight anyone who gave him an odd look. Thanks to an hour or so of eavesdropping, Depravity was able to identify each of the more powerful inmates in what he believed was his former kingdom. He ran the names through his head as he pondered his next choice of actions.

Shadow, Barbarian, Cannibal, Juggernaut, Doppelgänger, John Black... An interesting assortment, indeed. Depravity felt helpless; he couldn't command the same authority he thought he possessed; believing to be overthrown, Depravity was nothing more than a peasant in his own land. Against his gut feeling, he was going to have to work with others in order to accomplish his goals and achieve victory over Warden Ghost and his associates.

Speaking of the devil, Depravity walked by Warden Ghost who was observing all the inmates in the recreation area. Depravity shot the warden a smile and went about scouting the inmates who showed promise. Depravity knew there would come a time to confront Warden Ghost, but he had to pick and choose his battles form now on; Warden Ghost was too powerful, but Depravity saw potential in the inmates of 'Arkham Asylum' as the kingdom had been renamed. To Depravity, they were all prisoners with the same enemy, and he needed to discover who would be willing to form alliances with him to fight against the warden's tyranny.

"Beautiful. Truly beautiful," Depravity couldn't help but admire the scenery. He commented on the new assortment of sights presented before him; this was one of the few times Depravity stepped foot outdoors. Normally, Brandon was in control, and Depravity hardly saw the light of day; this was a special occasion. The only thing that Depravity needed to make this scene perfect was a fully-automatic firearm to paint the area red.

Shadow was still smoking the cigare when she reached Ghost who was observing the patients. She felt like irritating him because... well, because she loved doing so.

Shadow walked right up to him with one hand on her hip and blew some smoke in his face. "Delivering my breakfast yourself? You really shouldn't have," she said with a soft voice and a seductive look on her face. She then looked him up and down and moved as close to him as she could without touching him. He was alot taller than her, but she reached up and grabbed around his neck so she could pull his ear down to her mouth.

"I still think you're trying to... " she was talking in a low whisper, but the last two words were cold and sharp: "... poison me." Shadow then let go of his neck and took some steps back. She smiled at him like a girl would smile at her newly found boyfriend and then turned around and started walking over to who she believed was Brandon. What a jerk.