The Freaks Of Gotham (Jeremiah Valeska x OC x Jerome Valeska) (Gotham Fanfic)

Chapter 12

Ash's pov:

"Hmm, my brother left you pretty fast, I wonder what he was trying to tell you, I doubt it matters, maybe he's gone to see me since you saved me from falling off that building. He's probably gone to ask me about the box... You look very pale, you know that right?" Jerome said, dancing around the room.

"Shut up, I'm not listening to you, I won't listen to you, and I won't give in to this stupid gas, I have to fight it, I have to... For Jeremiah" I say, leaning against the wall behind me. I've seen the effects of the gas before, he started laughing once it properly took effect, if I fight it I may be able to stop that from happening, I just need to fight it.

"I can hear your thoughts, you know that right? And you can't fight it, because the longer you resist it the stronger it becomes, scarecrow is a genius, isn't he? Creating a gas that becomes more potent the longer you resist it. So just give up now, save yourself the pain, and if you don't give up now, it'll just become more potent and you'll be more insane when you finally accept it. So accepting it earlier is better, if that makes sense... " He says, he then points towards one of the monitors, showing his brother running through the maze. "There he is, your Knight in shining armour, coming to save you from this awful gas." He laughs. "He can't save you, no one can, by the time they find a way to save you, it'll be too late, the gas will take full effect soon, and a cure for it would take years to perfect... " The door opens and Jeremiah runs up to me. He kneels and puts his hands on my cheeks.

"Ash, you have to fight this, please, you can't let it take over, you have to fight it, you have to stay sane, you have to..." He's cut off by me laughing maniacally, madly, psychotically.

"Yes, that's my girl, there we go Ash, you've let it take over, I guess I'll see you later then, I'll probably be in Arkham, or I'll have broken out again, we'll have to see how well I've reacted to the news Jeremiah brought me," Jerome says, vanishing into the shadows. Jeremiah starts backing away as I continue laughing.

It's been around an hour, Jeremiah won't let me out of his office and won't even come in to look at me. I found a knife in one of his draws and used it to cut my long hair, making it very short. I entertained myself for a while by throwing the knife into the wall and pulling it back out using my ability. The door to the office opened and Jeremiah finally stepped in. He stared at me for a second, then sat down at his desk.

"I have some work I need to do, you can leave while I do it but don't go out of the house, please." He says, I quickly walk over to the door and shut it. Then, I dash to the maze, running through it and leaving. I jumped in his car and start it using the key he'd left in there. I drive over to the GCPD to check if Jerome was still there or if he'd been moved to Arkham. When I got there, he was just about to be transported. I quickly stole a uniform and went with the people transporting him. I was in front of the van, with the driver. I quickly pulled out my knife and stabbed his throat. I pulled the knife back out and watched as he choked on his blood. I put the hand brake on and the car stopped. I could hear the other police getting out of the back. I got out and quickly sent the knife flying into their neck. I then took the keys to Jerome's handcuffs and unlocked them.

"Come on J, let's go," I say, taking off my hat.

"Wow, I thought you would have fought the gas longer than that, but it's nice to see you, how's my brother, did you kill him yet?" he says, smiling.

"No, I didn't have the heart to kill him, although he's been rather cold to me since I let the gas take over, sure I may have tried to bite him at first, but there's nothing wrong with that."

"Wow, who knew you would be this hot as a psycho." He says, kissing me on the forehead. I help him out of the van and we run together off into Gotham. We hotwire a nearby car and drive off, back to Jeremiah's house.

"Ok, now, J, please promise me that you won't kill Jeremiah while we're staying here, after all, he is your brother," I say, opening the door and navigating my way through the maze. I enter his house.

"Jeremiah, I'm home!" I call. "I know you know I snook out, you have the cameras on after all, anyway, your brother's gonna be staying here for a bit, it'll be a little family reunion, now all I need is your mother and father, hey Jerome, was Mr Cicero and your mother cremated or buried?" I ask.

"They were cremated I believe, the ashes were sent to the circus..." He says, thinking for a second. "What month is it now?" He asks.

"It's June" I answer, wandering through the house, looking for Jeremiah.

"The circus should be here then, should I go get the ashes for you?" He asks.

"No, I'll do it, you stay here and look for Jeremiah, he'll be here somewhere. Just make sure he doesn't escape, I doubt he will since he still loves me, I think he still does anyway..." I say, wandering back through the maze. I jump in the car and drive off to the circus. I walk over to the ticket booth.

"Ash, you're back again, and you've cut your hair, it looks..." I cut him off by sticking the knife into his throat. I walk off into the circus, looking for the ringmaster. I find him inside the main tent.

"Hey, do you know what happened to the ashes of Mr Cicero and Miss Valeska, I kinda need them," I say, walking over to him.

"Oh, hey Ash, I haven't seen you in a while, yes they're in the other tent, over there... Wait, is that blo..." I stab him as well.

"Thanks for telling me where they are," I say, then walk off to the other tent. I grab the two urns inside the tent and run back to the car. I sit in the car for a few minutes and watch as a mother and her children walk up to the ticket booth. The screams were music to my ears.
I drive back to Jeremiah's and take the urns inside with me.

"Hey, Jerome, Jeremiah, I've got the urns, it's a proper family reunion now," I say, laughing. Jerome walks in with his arm wrapped around Jeremiah, Jeremiah looks terrified.

"Hey J, I see that you found Jer, nice," I say, placing the two urns on the table, along with a crimson coated knife. "I never realised how much the people at the circus talked until now..." I turn on the TV, the news starts talking about a murder in a circus and the escape of Jerome Valeska. "Look at that, I'm famous already and they don't even know that I did it all." I start laughing.