A Storm Rising

Chapter 10

Oswald

A few weeks had gone by since, I had stayed over at Nygma's place. Gotham was continuing its slow decline, rotting from the inside out. People were getting offed and the one doing the offing would have a brief rise to power before getting offed by someone else. The cycle continued.

The only ones that seem untouchable were Carmine Falcone, Don Maroni, and Fish Mooney. Though Fish had fallen a few pegs with Gordon capturing a few of her men. I smiled at the fact that I had played a hand in that.

I could easily off her and take her place in Gotham, but that would not be satisfying, to beat someone while they are down. Plus, she is small fry compared to my ultimate goal.

If I wanted to rule Gotham, I had to take it from Falcone. I knew that was was not going to be an easy task. I was one of his trusted men, and used to feed information from Maroni's camp to him.

How to cleanly take care of both of them, would be to feed them information that would spark an even greater distrust between the crime families.

I began slowly by killing off underlings of each family and staging them as killing styles of a particular family. Then worked my way up the line. The most recent person I had killed was Maroni's trusted man, Frankie, under the pretense of a run in with Nickolai from Falcone’s crime family.

I smiled thinking about that one.

I was needed at a meeting with Maroni, so I headed out to go see him. Thinking, as I walked, how much easier this take over would be if Nygma decided to join me.

Nygma

I was working hard to re-establish my reputation in the GCPD among the fellow officers. It was going over well, I kept the bottle of pills on me to publicly show I was taking them. Though they were only vitamins. 

I was still trying to decipher the card I had gotten at work. I ended up staying super late one evening to run the prints off the envelope. I snuck into the lab and ran the prints through the GCPD database and was soon given an answer. 

Kristen Kringle. 

Ugh, why was she leaving me cards? 

I threw it away after that, tables were turning it seemed. What was her motive? Why? 

When the string of killings started, I knew exactly who it was of course. I just needed to keep the officers on cold trails, keep them from putting any attention on Oswald. 

I admired his style, they were like works of art that were routinely delivered to me. I was helping him from behind the scenes, and I was also developing something. I had set up a temporary lab at his clinic since it was too dangerous to keep in my apartment or work on at the department. 

I was developing a poison.

The poison was originally Oswald's idea. It was during some of our pillow talk one night and he wanted something to take down Gotham's leaders easily. 

I got the idea from that and from there brainstormed until I came up with the perfect plan. This poison would allow Oswald to be many miles away as it takes its effect. 

I was keeping it a secret from him. I wanted to impress him with my intellect, and show him that I supported him. 

It was almost ready, I just had to test it out. 

I brought a couple rats in from the sewers and let them drink the poison. Within 24 hours they were dead, I wanted it to be long lasting. So that the person would suffer from what seemed a common illness before ceasing. It was a brilliant plan.