Jerome Valeska //Jeremiah Valeska // One-shots

Jerome x Reader - Monster Part 2

She wandered around for a bit, not wanting to be found out by Jerome yet, only returning to him when the crowd gathered around the stage. Jerome, now dressed in a ring leader outfit, strutted onto the stage with a megaphone. Not being able to see properly over the crowds, she materialised on top of the huge ferris wheel. It had been turned off, the lights dimmed, ready for Jerome's performance meaning she wouldn't be seen.

The crowd went wild, chanting his name as Jerome appeared. Showmanship naturally coming to him.

"Here ye, here ye, gather round. The show is about to...BEGIN!" It was obvious that Jerome was loving the attention, feeding off it.

She quickly grew agitated however, when Jerome silenced the crowd only to have one person keep laughing and yelling. She smiled relieved when Jerome shot him in the back.

"SHUT UP! That's better." He chuckled his sinister laugh before facing the crowd again. He noticed a dark silhouette figure on top of the ferris wheel, ignoring it as he figured it was probably just the lights.

"Well, I think we can all agree that tonight was a rousing success. We brought this miserable city to its knees. So, how to thank the best darn cult of fanatics a messiah like myself could ever hope for? I give you..." He spoke, the crowd cheering before pointing to the red curtains at the end of the stage, a drumroll sounding. He rolled his eyes when nothing happened.

"CUE!" He yelled annoyed, the two followers by the curtain uttering an apology before wheeling Bruce out handcuffed to a pole.

"I give you the climax of our festivities. The billionaire prince of Gotham. Bruuuuuce Wayne! Well, what do you say Bruce? Should we end the night with a bang? Or better yet...a BOOM?" Jerome gestured as a canon was brought up, aimed at Bruce causing her to finally release the laugh which had been bubbling up all night, excited to see him be blown up.

The crowd started to chant 'BOOM' as Jerome danced around the stage. The only thing he was thinking, was how much better it would be if his Queen was with him. Pushing the thoughts to the side, he knew he would find Y/N later.

Bending down he picked up and lugged a heavy cannon ball over to the canon, ceremoniously dropped it into the canon.

"All right. What's next?" He asked as he gestured to a follower who handed him a bucket of knives. She sighed giddily as she watched him, wishing she could just face her stupid fears and be with him. She knew in her heart that he would still care for her, but the word 'monster' had been drilled into her head for over a year.

"Death by a thousand cuts? Very poetic. I like that." Jerome pointed a knife at the follower in praise before dumping them all in the canon.

"Nailed it." She giggled at his pun as he poured a bucket of nails in next. Grabbing a bag of popcorn from the seat under her, she started happily munching on them as she watched the show.

"All right, folks. This is very important. Whatever you do, please try this at home. Preferably on a family member." He looked to the audience serious before breaking the act and releasing a manic laugh, running and jumping onto the cannon, straddling it.

"Whoo! You ready partner?" He cheered, putting on a show for his audience. She froze however as she saw Jimbo and Alfred sneaking up to the crowd, guns held tightly.

Jumping up, she pulled out her own gun and shot the sky, alerting Jerome before jumping off the massive wheel and making her way to him. Guess it's finally time to reveal herself. She would do anything to keep him safe. Anything.

"Detective Gordon! You're just in time for the big finish!" Jerome cheered, waving at him as the crowd silenced. Sliding off the canon as Gordon drew nearer.

She was halfway through the thick crowd when the swat teams rushed in, the building breaking into chaos. Rolling her eyes, she shot a guy in the head when he rushed into her, nearly knocking her over. When she finally made it to the side of the stage, Jerome was gone and so was Bruce, the pole destroyed. Her annoyance rising rapidly, she switched to her shadow form, it now dark enough for her, and once again searched for Jerome.

Eyes widening, she froze as she saw Jerome stumble out of the house of mirrors with his face half hanging off and a piece of broken glass clutched in his gloved hand, Bruce stood with Alfred as Gordon prepared to shoot Jerome.

Faster than she had ever travelled before, she materialised in front of Gordon. With her back to Jerome and her hood still up, she smirked at Gordon. Flinching back at her sudden appearance Jim aimed his gun at her instead of Jerome.

"Who are you?!" She tilted her head up, letting him see his face.

He gasped in shock and horror, stumbling back a step as he saw her demonic eyes, "Aw, I'm hurt. Don't you remember me Jimbo? You're the one who sentenced me to this when you sent me to Arkham."

"Y/N?!" Bruce questioned in shock, she heard Jerome's sharp intake of breathe.

"At least someone recognises me. Hiya Brucie! Quite a show. Shame you didn't go BOOM!" She laughed as she heard Jerome approaching her from behind.

Seeing Jim raise his gun again, she used her abilities and chocked him. A thick, black tendril of smoke rose from the shadows and wrapped around his neck as her hand raised and tightened into a fist.

Knowing she needed to help Jerome, she turned slightly, covering her face again and latched onto his arm. Once she got a hold of his arm, she transported him with her as she travelled and arrived at her secret hideout. Stumbling as they arrived, she had never travelled in her shadow form with anyone before.

Dropping him, she sighed and went to get the first aid kit to fix his face. He grabbed her hand before she could leave the room however, spinning her around to face him. She bumped into his chest as he towered over her. Quickly ducking her head she tried not to let him see her eyes.

"Y/N?" Jerome asked in a gentle voice that he only used with her, "Why won't you look at me?"

"...I'm a monster, Jerome. After you died, I was sent back to Arkham. Strange took a liking to me. Gave me these...powers. I don't want you to see what he made me. I only have you, I can't lose you." She cried out, scared for the second time in her life. The first being when she saw Galavan stab him.

His hands came up, cupping her cheeks as her pulled down her hood and made her look at him. His only reaction was a slight intake of breathe and a small chuckle.

"You're beautiful Y/N. Guess we both look different now, ha. I've got a stapled on face, you have black eyes. You were all I could think about when I came back. I was worried that Galavan had killed you as well." He whispered whilst gazing lovingly into her eyes.

He was the only thing she loved, and she was the only thing he loved.

"Jerome..."

"Shh." He cut her off, smashing his lips into hers before pulling away and groaning slightly.

"Uh...help a guy out would ya?" He laughed breathlessly as he gestured to his face.

"Oh, I've missed you J." She laughed, pushing him down onto the sofa before grabbing a needle and fixing his face.

Now that they were back together, Gotham had better watch out.