Hello Mr. E. Nigma

Set backs

Dedicated to: Villain_Creator

Monday: 5 of Falcone's men dealing drugs, dead.

Riddle:
A nightmare for some. For others, as a saviour I come. My hands, cold and bleak, it's the warm hearts they seek.

Tuesday: Large shipment of drugs go missing.

Riddle:
I am what you'll become

Wednesday: Large explosion at Falcone's warehouse.

Riddle:
More Beautiful than the face of your God. Wicked as the forked tongue of a demon? Dead men eat it all the time. Live men who eat it die slowly....

Thursday: 3 cops found dead, suspected for bribes by Falcone.

Riddle:
Useful tool for who in darkness dwell. Within you, corrupting like a deadly spell.

Friday: All is quiet.

Riddle:
Two bodies have I
Though both joined in one.
The more still I stand,
The quicker I run...

Answers: death, dust, nothing, poison, hourglass

Death: is what is coming for you.
Dust: is all you are.
Nothing: is what you'll have left.
Poison: is what you are to this city.
Hourglass: you and I both are running out of time.

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Edward's POV

"Why me?" Jonathan asks somewhat surprised.

"Please Jonathan. I trust you." I plead quietly. Loreli is in the room resting, she knows I'm trying to protect her but... I can't seem to tell her the deal I made. It'll only break her heart.

I've asked Jonathan to watch over her while I'm locked up in Arkham. I know the bat can take care of her but I don't want him putting bad thoughts about me in her head.

"Yeah I get that but I won't be the only one you're putting your trust in. You do realize that right?"

"Of course I do. But you're all I've got. You're like a brother to me, you know? So in a way you're the only family I've got."

He stands in silence and sighs, "Thanks..." he says in a more questioning tone. Typical Jonathan Crane, never knowing how to express emotion. "Alright I'll try." he holds his head in irritation.

"Something wrong?"

"Scarecrow, he's eager to leave. And he wants me to tell you that he'll try to restrain himself around her."

"And knowing him... He said that in a mocking tone." I roll my eyes and sigh.

"Yes." Jonathan shrugs. "I'll be going now..." he says stopping at the door, "By the way one more question... You going to go after Falcone again today? I hear he's pissed at you."

"Good. And yes that's my intention. I'm not afraid of him."

"Didn't think so. I can tell. I'm just saying that maybe you should be."

"Huh?"

"Edward, he knows it's you. If you have any flaw it's your obviousness. If the don't want to die it's best for him to not know who you are."

"That's the thing though, I want him to know it's me! I want him to know how much he's pissed me off! I want him to know that I'm coming for him!" I growl.

"Well if that is what you're doing then stop teasing him and kill him already. Or he'll kill you first." and with that he left. He's right, it's time to get this over with and end it.

Falcone is gonna come at me from all angles, and the only one that can truly hurt me is safe here. I walk over to the room and peek in, "Loreli?"

"Hm?" she hums slowly sitting up.

"I'm going out for a bit think you'll be okay by yourself?"

"Yes, I'm a big girl Edward." she smiles. "Will you be back for lunch?"

"I should be. Alright well I'll be off. Don't leave."

"I know, I know." she rolls her eyes.

Loreli's POV

He's been so caring and protective over me during this time. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't attractive. Edward leaves, off to take down Falcone. I've seen the reports on the news of what he's done. Yet I don't care, he's still Edward Nygma, the man who I've fallen in love with. I always feel safe around him despite his criminal actions, and maybe one day I'll become a full part in that life. He'll talk about his big escapes sometimes but he still keeps me at a distance from that world. It's like some kind of invisible barrier that he's put up and refuses to take down.

I sigh, getting out of bed. I lazily sit around waiting for Edward to return in boredom. Turning on the TV I walk over to the kitchen and make the life saving creation of coffee. Strolling back over with my steaming cup I contently watch an episode of Law & Order: SVU, already deducing who the rapist/killer is.

I jump when I think I hear something... This building is creepy, it's always creaking and making strange noises. I return to the program before I hear it again. Someone is here. I can feel it. I can feel someone's eyes on me.

I calmly go to the kitchen and grab a knife holding it tightly, "Who's there!?" I say boldly. "I know you're here! Stop being a coward and come out!" there's no response. I keep my grip on the knife as I search the place. Nothing. All the potential hiding places are vacant. I sigh in relief, it's just my mind playing tricks on me. I go back to the couch and watch the rest of the show.

I don't know how or when....
..... but I know that there's nothing I can do as a stabbing pinch is felt on my neck....

....A slurring world pulled me into a pitch black state....

I come baring sad news, we're coming close to the end. But fear not (Unless you want Scarecrow to come after you) we still have a little ways to go.