A boring day in Arkham.
Another doctor for me to torture. Ah, the torture the doctor will hate and make her/him go mad. I smiled as I was starting to get a plan to get the doctor out of here and he wont be treated again. Ha! These iditos cant even keep watch the inmates as they escape easily out of here. They need tought gaurds if they don't want us to escape.
Some of the doctors may be a bit smart, but not as smart as I, the riddler. Not even Albert Einstein can answer my riddles.
The guards came by my cell and put the handcuffs on me. I mean, why do we have to wear these cheap old medal crap, when Joker can easily slip out of them.
They roughly pushed me and kept walking by both of my sides. The guards opened the door without knocking. Did'nt their mother's teach them manners? of course they did not. They are imbecles. I couldnt see the doctor but when they pushd me in, I was shocked. Shocked by her beauty. I never seen such a beautiful woman like her. Her silky black hair. Her brown eyes. My eyes widen but then I hid my emotion and got roughly pushed down on the couch. "No tricks nigma." The idiot of a guard said. When I ever get out of here, I'm going to-
My thought were interrupted by the beautiful woman. I looked at her name tag before she could speak. Dr. Johnson. Hm...Not a bad name.
"So, Mr. Nigma-" I cut her off.
"You can call me Edward, Dr. Johnson." I said. She smiled. I'm guessing we are both on first name bases. Then she sighed.
"Well, then you call me Jane." I smiled. That is a beautiful name for a beautiful lady like her. I shook the thought, focus. But then, I got a riddle for her.
"Would you like to hear a riddle?" I asked. I want to know how smart the woman is. Teach her mind, knowledge. She nodded. I smiled, this is going to be fun. " What has neither flesh, bone, nor nail yet has 4 fingers and a thumb?" I asked. I think she can get it. If not, then I wont be by her mind, by then again, she is beautiful.
It looks like she has her thinking face on and then her eyes lighten up. She probably got the answer by now. "A glove." She said. I smiled. She does have a brain, and knowledge. Not like those other idiots called doctors.
"That is correct my dear. Your smart, but not as smart as I." I said. Of course, I'm proabably am showing off a bit. But I do have a ego. Then I saw a blush appear on her cheeks. I smiled a bit. She is very beautiful with her blush appearing.
We've talked for almost an hour and I've been asking her riddles. We both shared a laugh or two and started to talk about our childhoods. Her's was worse then mine. She been abused, beaten, rapped. I felt sorry for the poor girl. Her beauty attracts many troubles. Like me. Maybe we are not ment to be together. I'm dangerous, not insane, and she's....somewhat normal. Soon the guards came in and walked me to my cell, not before I yelled over my shoulder. "I'll see you soon Jane.". I smiled. I saw her smile back before she closed the door.
The guards pushed me in my cell and took my cuffs off. I rubbed my wrist. Even if they are a peice of crap, they still hurt. Soon I looked to see that Jane was leaving. And tomorrow she was having her day off. I'm going to miss her. And I do have a feeling for her. And that feeling is warming my old beaten heart and chest.
Love.
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Jane's POV
I woke up this morning, feeling a slight breeze from outside. I rolled over and looked to see that the time on my clock said 9 'o clock. Good thing I have the day off.
I got up, took a quick shower, and changed into Jeans, a cut off shoulder purple shirt, and high heels. I brushed my hair and started to grab my car keys and walk out in the parking lot. I think I should probably buy some things for the riddler. Since he was so kind to me, why not buy him somethings. I smiled just thinking of him. I found a parking space and parked.
Once I walked in the store, I looked to see puzzle books. I grabbed one and looked through. This one looks hard. Perfect for him. I started to walk to the casheir, when a gas form came from the vent. It was at least a light kind of color. Everyone started to run, but I was caught in the gas and dropped to the floor.
My eyes widening, my breathing changed, and my neck tightening. I felt...different. Suddenly everything around me stopped for a second, before I fell to the ground. Before I go off, I heard police cars coming in.
Then, I blacked out.
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Siren
Teen FictionJane Johnson is Edward Nigma's doctor. But once she was attacked by something, other then Crane's fear toxin, She's changed. Her voice suddenly makes men crazy for her. Once she sings, they all do what she says. When she has an intecounter with batm...
