A Storm Rising

Chapter 1

Nygma 

“Hush.” His voice was sharp and completely caught me off guard.

“I don’t know about this…” I whispered weakly looking down the alley behind us.

It was late at night, I glanced up to the sky but it was covered with dark clouds. Some stars poked through the cover to shine down their little amount of light. The moon was nowhere in sight, and the streetlamp by the main street flickered.

Gotham was creepy at night, I was standing outside of an old abandoned warehouse it seemed. Nothing out of the ordinary from the outside, but who knows what would be inside. I watched the figure before me crouched over unlocking the lock. It seemed that the man had been here before. I shuddered slightly from the chilly air hugging my lab coat tighter against me.

“What, what do you not know about?” he asked again looking back at me, his nose crooked and eyes cold.

“Being here, I could lose my job Oswald.” I murmured again. “If Gordon, Harvey or anyone knew…”

He rolled his eyes and shuffled towards me away from the door, the door swung open, successfully unlocked.

“Let’s go Neg.” he grunted shoving me towards the door as if he was concerned I would run off.

Though I wouldn’t run off, I was invited here, to do what I was good at. No one else seemed to notice nor care about how much I helped them. Specifically everyone who worked in Gotham City Police Department. The only one who ever thanked me was the chief or Gordon. He seemed to appreciate my work.

Oswald 

"Neg," I sneered as I gestured toward the door with a hand holding the door open like any great gentleman would do,"After you..."

He stood firm not moving a step towards the door. I could tell that I was going to have to use a bit of force with this one. He has a mind of his own, but I can get anyone obey in time. I just need to find this man's specific vice. Once I knew that he'd be mine; loyal and obedient to serve me.

I grabbed him by the scruff of his white lab coat and guided him to the door but stopped at the threshold upon noticing the outfit he chose to meet me in. 

"Neg, I told you, that this was a secret underground job. Why on earth did you wear your GCPD work clothes? Thank God, they make you turn in your badge before leaving the precinct!" I muttered out in a loud whisper using my free hand rub between my eyes to stifle the slight rage beginning to boil up inside of me

I studied his attire once more to see how I could alter it so neither one of us would be incriminated after this job. He was dressed very formally considering he was a forensic scientist for Gotham's police department. His upper body was wrapped in a tailored green suit jacket with a white button up shirt and a patterned necktie. For the lower half he just wore light brown dress pants with brown dress shoes. All in all very put together and not too suspicious, but the LAB COAT! Something has got to be done about that before going any further!