Batmare: Arkham Asylum

by TheDarkMare16


Chapter 6: Venom Henchpony

The door opened leading to the end of the Transfer Loop and to the Extreme Isolation room, where the most dangerous inmates get put in singular cells hanging from the rails on the ceiling. At the end, I spotted a cell above a precarious drop with fog blanketed it, giving it an ominous appearance. As I expected, more dead staff members but I spotted two control panels booths with electrical barriers and luckily, two unconscious security guards are trapped in, safe for now. As I looked above the rounded cuboid cell hanging from the automatic railing, I spotted the disgusting, despised pony that caused all this mayhem. She looks down at me with the mocking smile, waiting for me. I need to stop her now.

“What took you so long?” Mane-iac asked with walking on the top of the cell. I gave her no response as I grabbed my batarang and threw it at her. She chuckled and gasped in a mocking manner as the batarang is flying towards her. As expected, she ducked from the flying projectile, as it was smashed on the chain holding the cell. She laughed as the batarang missed its target.

“There’s no escape, Mane-iac. I will stop you,” I said angrily.

“Oh, I’m counting on it, just not yet!” she replied. She stomped on top of the iron solitary cell and the heavy door landed on the railing with a loud thud. What I didn’t expect is a pony inside but this pony is beyond help.

The Blackgate inmate is gigantic in size, rivaling Iron Will’s height. The front hooves are completely irregular in size as the left is smaller with mumps than the right. The hind legs are raised up close to the flank than usual. The back has the spinal cord exposing, an appalling sight to the queasy. The face is distorted and beyond recognition. Small horns that were part of his skull pokes out, giving it a frightening feature. The teeth poked out like fangs but they are extremely yellow and dull. The eyes are no longer the eyes of the former prisoner but they glow a sickly green like the Mane-iac and they looked at me like I’m the prey. The monstrous beast lost all of its former mentality of the prisoner that it used to be and growled angrily as it landed in front of me, the ground rumbling but I firmly stood my ground to fight this disfigured beast.

“Oh, he’s a big one,” Mane-iac teased as the beast growled furiously as drool dripped from its filthy mouth. This prisoner appears to be infected by a poisonous strand and I am going to find out later. The beast roared loudly and begins to charge at me. I threw my batarang reflexively and the beast held its face with its hoof as it charged blindly at me. Something is very off about this beast but that’ll be my advantage if I won’t get ripped apart. I jumped out of the charging monster and it crashed into the wall. As soon as it got off the wall, the fiend continues to hold its face and used its other hoof to throw punches in the air. I kept my distance as it continues to hit the air. Mane-iac laughed at the site.

After a few seconds of the animal throwing air punches, it recovered and roared angrily. I looked at the beast as it stomped to the dead security guard and picked it up. It’s going to throw him. I looked as the dead guard is helplessly being held by the vengeful thing as it chucks him like a ragdoll. I jumped out of the way as the guard has been thrown as such dangerous speed and gave a sickening crunch of his bones as he collided with the wall on the other side of the room.

The beast roared again as it charged at me and I threw my batarang, blinding it and jumping out of the way. The beast crashed into the wall and begins to throw punches in the air. I galloped to the creature and begin punching and kicking it as it continues to hurt and anger the creature more. After the last kick, the beats growled enormously and my punches have no effect anymore. The beast threw its hooves in the air and begins to smash the ground with its hoof, performing a Ground Pound. I jumped out of the way of the radius but what happens next is what I didn’t expect.

The creature begins to clutch its chest and moves awkwardly and howling in pain. The chest rose up and down at an alarming rate. Its furious roars are now turning into agonizing howling. It continues to howl painfully as I hear the big heart of the poor creature beats loudly and irregularly. The beast twitched violently and I heard a gushing of the heart, literally being smashed to pieces by the poison that was coursing in its veins. The green eyes dulled out and exploded, exposing the sockets of the skull. The creature dropped dead on its back and the Mane-iac looks a little bit surprised.

“Well, that was unexpected, wasn’t it? Oh, well, note to self, need stronger test subjects,” Mane-iac said to herself as the creature dropped dead like a tombstone.

“Seeing as how I’m feeling generous, I’m giving this one for free,” she said and she walked to the edge of the iron cell, stood on her hind legs and stretched out her front hooves. She is offering me one of the many chances to end this brutal war between us. I know what she is doing and I hate it when she does that.

“Knock me off, I dare you. End it, pull the plug, and stop me once and for all!” she shouted angrily as she waited her death over the deadly drop to the seemingly bottomless pit of the room.

I pulled out my batarang and was ready to throw it at her, boomerang it back to her head and knock her off. I wanted to end this after so many years in my career but I remember what will happen if I do that: I will never stop killing after my first kill. When that feeling, that dark emotion overcomes you, it will be impossible to get out of the dark pit. Then I remember my promise to my parents: I will save as many lives as I can possibly can, even the ones who doesn’t deserve it, especially the likes of her. So, like the previous attempts to end the war, I pulled down my batarang, sighing angrily. Like the other attempts, Mane-iac laughed madly as she walked away from the edge. This made me more livid than ever.

"Oh, you’re getting too predictable, Bats! Well, I love to stay to chat but I got a party to form. We got guests from all over Arkham, you’ll see.” She laughed as the iron solitary begins to move alongside with the automatic railing in a backwards motion, opening the gigantic iron doors with Patient Isolation on it. She faded in the darkness of the other cells as the door closed loudly. I need to follow her and end this, without any more casualties.