Mystery of Gotham (Batman Fan-Fic)

Chapter 10

"What did you do to him!" a woman yelled to the familiar face of Cynthia Lorris. "Why would you do that to Ryan! He has never done anything in his entire life!" The woman was broken down, weeping of the lost of her husband. Cynthia patted the woman's shoulder. "He had many secrets from you. He didn't deserve you. He was a useless worm."

The woman looked up in horror at Cynthia, disgusted on what she had just seen and heard. "How... How dare you say anything about my husband like that. He was a honest man...."

"Ever wondered why you felt lonely in the middle of the night? When you needed him most he wasn't there. Like he never felt nothing anymore. Forgot the meaning of family. Lost himself."

The woman stood up, wiping away her tears and looking into Cynthia's unwelcoming dark eyes. "How... How do you know him?"

"I'm his boss. He has served my street gang for over 1 year now. And 3 weeks from today, he has led a rebellion against me. He had me with a gun to my head. He had raped me. Once he had finished..." Cynthia paused for a moment, looking down at Ryan Grey's dead body. "He was going to shoot me, but when he was distracted I was able to stab him in the heart."

The woman backed up in horror of that story. She had her hands over her mouth. The woman backed up to the wall, crying and weeping of what a monster she had married to. "No... this can't be...."
"Katharine Grey... I'm sorry about this... but it is all too true."
Katharine fell on the floor, crying. "No...no..." she mourned. "No..." she tossed her blonde hair back from her tears.

Cynthia turned to the door, going away and leaving but then turned back to Katharine. She crouched down on the floor in front of her. Cynthia looked down at the floor then back at Katherine who was still taking this really hard. Cynthia took out her desert eagle and shot Katharine in the face. Katharine's lifeless body slid away from the wall and onto the floor. A 3 year old boy ran into the room. He was missing his left arm. He was born that way.

"MOM! DAD!" The boy ran to the dead bodies, looking up at a bloody Cynthia. "Why..." he looked up at her in tears.

"Don't worry. I put your mom out of her misery. You soon will too." Cynthia pointed her desert eagle at the boy's head. The boy could see himself in the shine of the silver of the gun. He was too scared to move or to say a word, or even to fight back. Cynthia wrapped her finger tightly around the trigger. She looked straight into the boy's eyes. She couldn't do it.

Cynthia slowly put the gun down then walked away. Before she went away and shut the door, she looked back at the boy. "Don't worry." She said. "You'll have somebody to share the pain with. Soon."

.......

"Red alert! Red Alert! We got a code red in Arkham Asylum! I repeat, code red in..." the man yelled into his communicator as he got taken by one of Poison Ivy's plants. Sidney laughed manically as she was shooting down cops. All of the Arkham Inmates were doing what they did best, going crazy. Sidney enjoyed shooting down cops and being bullet proof, thanks to her bio suit. She grinned as she witnessed the blood spill. She had enjoyed the break out and was glad she had done it. Success was an emotion that Sidney would be glad to have all the time. As she came to the outside of the Asylum, where all hell was unleashing, she took this as her chance to escape Arkham Asylum. And that she did.

As she made her way to the nearest rooftop, she could still see Arkham Asylum and how messed up it was. She grinned and chuckled at it, than continued making her way to a new base where she will keep her technology. Opening the door to the memories of the story that her mother had told her. She could still feel the blood stains on the carpet. It was never cleaned, Sidney liked it that way. She put down her laptop on the table of the living room as she searched around the house to see all the detailing. Right when she had sat down at the couch to get comfortable, footsteps at the door were heard. The door opened with a surprised man, who was missing his left arm.

"Who... who are you..." The man said as he had dropped a pile of roses, right on the spot of the murder. Sidney was about to just shoot him in the face but she had noticed his arms.

"Kyle Grey." Sidney stood up and walked towards him.
The man gave her a surprised look, not knowing how she knew about him. "How... "

"The names Sidney Grey. You're half sister."

The man fell back, catching himself by pressing his right hand on the wall. "Why have you come here."

"To see the infamous bed story my mother would always tell me about the murder of this house. And now it's time to finish her work." Sidney smirked as she shot Kyle straight in the face. He had fallen on the floor, blood dripping. Sidney kicked his body over to the corner. "She never did have the guts to destroy everything. Add that to the list of why she was a useless worm."

Sidney made her way back to her laptop, where she read the news of Gotham. She sipped a cup of coffee that Kyle had brought when he came into the house. She scrolled down and down to find a perfect opportunity for her.

Gotham's National Museum has been chosen to hold the Emerald of Bastet, moving from the Metropolis Museum due to repairs. The truck will be traveling to the museum this Saturday, April 16th.

Sidney smirked as she read the details and looked at the retail price for that Emerald. She grinned. "With that, the amount of technology I can get in my hands will be unlimited. Things just got interesting didn't it?"