Murder for you

Mr. Edward Nygma

After my confession I was immediately taken into custody. I was put into a little jail cell. Gordon came to me and told me that I was sick teenager and that I would go to Arkham in 2 days. I rolled my eyes. Whatever. Like I wasn't expecting that. I wondered what happened to London. "Gordon!" I yelled. "What" he snarled. Well then. "What happened to London?" He looked a little confused he was probably ready for me to plead for freedom. "Uh... she'll go to a pound." I freaked out a little. No she can't go there she'll die in there. Ok who could get her, oh I know. "No give her to my aunt Chelsea, here I'll tell you her address." Gordon nodded and got a pen and paper. I told him the address and thanked him. He nodded. I sat down on the little bench that was there and waited to go to my new home. Arkham Asylum.
~time skip to morning~
I woke up with a stiff back from sleeping on the bench. I looked around me. I was confused at first then I remembered what happened. "Oh" I said quietly. I cracked my back. "Good morning miss." That's a new voice. I looked up and saw a tall man with brown hair and eyes with big glasses over his face. He wore a light gray suit with a matching tie. "Good morning" "Nygma!" I heard a loud mean voice say. Yay the sunshine of everyone's day. "I told you not to talk to our prisoners."
Nygma looked down "sorry Jim." Then Nygma walked away. "Ah, so that's your name. I was wondering who would name their child Gordon. Well good morning Jim." I emphasized the m. He looked at me with that bright smiling face that he always wears. Like literally is he even human. "Yes that is my name but, you refer to me as Gordon."
I saluted to him. "Of course your majesty." As I bowed down. I say back down on the bench.
~time skip to the afternoon~
It was around 10:00 pm and lost if the officers were gone except for a few guards. I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I looked behind me and saw the man with the glasses. What was his name... Nygma!! "hello Nygma."  He looked at me at me. " hi miss Kennedy and please call me Ed." I looked him up and down. Not to bad. "So whatcha doing?" "Oh just trying to find some persons file." I nodded. "So who you looking for?" He froze a little before looking at me. "Her name is Kristen Kringle." I've heard of her. " Oh cool." Ed looked at me. He looked a little different, a little more stern confident, mean. "Well Kennedy, what did you do to get in here?" He looked me up and down. I started to get a little self conscious. He must've noticed because he smirked. "Oh just killed my parents. Leaving here tomorrow to go to Arkham." He got close to the bars "oh well that's too bad I was hoping we could get to each other better." He then winked and walked away. He was a strange man. A strange man indeed.