The Rise [ Oswald cobblepot ] // ( under revision )

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A.N. Hello :) I love gotham so much and I've come to love Penguin ( and also robin ) so I decided to write a fanfic. I hope you like it :) I still need to edit it so sorry if they're some grammatical and spelling errors but bare with me please :) also no character belong to me unless otherwise stated. The only characters that I own so far are the Rus family ( John/father and Iris ) and also Harold

Enjoy lovelys
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17 and out of high school. Most would call this lucky but little do they know when I'm"ready" I'll have more responsibility than working as a bag person,cashier, or server I'll be in charge of an organization;  in charge of people's lives. This organization that I speak of is know as the mafia.  Has a lovely ring to it doesn't it?  I don't want to be apart of the mafia but I will do anything for my family and my dad wants me to take over once he's gone.  He is still very young at the age of 40 but working in the mafia, anything can happen.  I will not disappoint him as I cannot escape my fate anyway, might as well embrace it.

I stare out the window as my driver and I entered Gotham.  As we entered I could feel the darkness the city was raiding.  The city just seemed dimmer than the rest of the places I've been.  I watched outside the window as a person with a blue handkerchief, gray sweater, and white raggedy shoes runs up to a woman and steals her purse and no one cared, no one stopped, they just continued their daily life.  How lovely.  But that's why we moved to Gotham. It's the one place we knew a lot of crime and corruption took place. Where it was practically legal, well it's just a hella of a lot more lenient that any other city I know.  From what I heard nothing good could come from this city but I'm hoping that can change and my family can put some criminals in their place.  We came to a halt outside what seemed like a club with a fish symbol on the wall that lit up the dark sidewalk.

"We have arrived at our destination ma'am." The driver says.

"Must you be so formal." I sigh at my driver other wise known as Harold who was my childhood friend.  We grew up together playing games always amusing each other while our parents were at work.  As we got older we took on more responsibilities we didn't see each other anymore.  Only when he came to check up on me every other month or so at the city where I attended school (which was about an hour from Gotham).  Luckily when the time came to pick me up from school to come to Gotham he was the only worker available whom my father trusted the most to take care of me and get me safely to Gotham.

"Oh come on princess you're highly respected and I'm your subject.  Plus I won't be the only one calling you that you better get use to it."  He responds looking at me through the review mirror giving a wink.

"Right." I glance at his once full of life but now cold blue eyes and the scar that rests along the right side of his face.

I still remember how he got the scar.

He smiles as he gets out of the car to open my door.  "There you go, madam." Harold teases.

"Thank you, Harold."  I smile admiring the outside of the club wondering how nice it was on the inside considering the rest of the city.  I turn to him before we go inside. "By the way you might have to obey my father but you're my friend." I state turning back around to face the club bracing myself for whats inside. "and frankly, the only one I can trust." I add.

"And don't you forget."  Harold leans in and whispers in my ear by the way he sounded I could tell he had a playful smirk on his pale face.

After a couple moments Harold decided to break the silence and my concentration. "Well, lets not stand around here all day princess." He walked in front of me and politely held the door open.