❌A lovely crocodile❌Killer croc x reader [FINISHED]

Chapter nine : A new start

/ Since Killer Croc was at Arkham, a few things had changed. Indeed, (Y/N) and Croc did not see each other as much as before. But that didn't stop the young teenager from going to see him every day. She always told him about her days, took care of him by washing him and bringing him something to eat and brought some films as usual. It is true that even by doing all this, she still felt alone at home. But it was for the good of Killer Croc.
Talking about that, it was really hard for him. He found it very difficult to talk about his feelings. And not to act or respond aggressively. (Y/N) was trying to encourage him but it had no effect yet. She was going to see him again this evening. Moreover, the psychiatrist who took care of Croc had to tell her the results.
Today, (Y/N) was just walking around the park. She sits on a bench and sighs\

(Y/N) : [What am I going to do now ... ? How can I help him ... ? I really want to do something but don't know what ... I'm so useless ..]

? : Are you alright young one ?

/ (Y/N) turned her head to the voice. It was an old man, he must have been at least seventy years old. He was dressed in a butler costume and a bow tie. He had gray hair and a mustache.
She lowered her head, removing her headphones\

(Y/N) : D Don't bother sir .. I don't want to annoy you with my problems ...

? : You will not disturb me at all young lady. I have nothing to do, I'm just enjoying the weather. So if you want to talk about it, you can.

(Y/N) : [Hmm maybe he has some advices .. ] Well you see .. I was adopted by a man when I was younger. He loves me very very much and I love him too. He protects me and is always by my side. But .. he has a skin disease. And because of that, everyone mistreated since his childhood ... so he always hated humans. And he did bad things to them. Very bad things .. Now that he has me, he wants to change. He wants to be better. But ..

? : It's difficult for him to do so ?

(Y/N) : Yeah .. and I don't know what to do to help him.

? : Hmm have you faced any difficulties in your life ? Difficulties that you had trouble recovering from ?

(Y/N) : Yes I have. Why ?

? : Well maybe you should tell your father about them. Show him that everyone, even in the worst situation, can change. No matter if he's different or not.

/ (Y/N) started to think. It wasn't a bad idea at all ! It was great !
She smiled at the old man\

(Y/N) : Thank you so much Mister ! You really helped me !

Alfred : You're welcome young lady. I'm Alfred Pennyworth by the way.

(Y/N) : (Y/N) (L/N).

/ The teen left the park after saying goodbye. Alfred looked at (Y/N) one last time. What a nice girl she was\

Alfred : [Wait .. (Y/N) .. this name sounds familiar .. Did Master Bruce tell me about her ? Hm strange]

/ When evening came, (Y/N) arrived at Arkham. Miss Millier was waiting for him. It was the psychiatrist who looked after Killer Croc. (Y/N) appreciated what this lady was doing, and sympathized very much because it should not be easy to be yelled at by a giant crocodile of several tons\

(Y/N) : Hello Miss Millier, so .. what's the results ?

Miss Millier : They didn't improve much unfortunately .. He keeps acting aggressively. But because he's scared. Not because he's really angry.

(Y/N) : I see .. well I want to try something to convince him. Can I ?

Miss Millier : Of course. I have a session with him in an hour. It will be very helpful if you convince him.

/ (Y/N) smiled and went where Killer Croc was kept. The crocodile man was sitting on the wet and dirty floor. As soon as he smelled her smell, he raised his head and his smile grew big\

Killer Croc : My little bird ~ I was waiting for you !

(Y/N) : Hihi ! I'm happy to see you too !

/ Killer Croc took her in his arms and sat again\

Killer Croc : So how was your day ?

(Y/N) : Good. You're gonna be happy, I don't talk with John anymore. He was too flirty. It annoyed me.

Killer Croc : Hehe ~ Oh that's so bad.

(Y/N) : Anyyywaay. Croc we have to talk.

Killer Croc : Hm ? About what ?

/ (Y/N) breathed heavily. It was going to be hard. She never talked about it to anyone. But it could help Killer Croc. So she has to do it \

(Y/N) : You know .. You're not the only one who suffered violence. When I was younger, I had parents who were drunk. Like .. really drunk. They never took care of me ... always out .. always beating me. But I managed to take care of myself. Even if I was nine years old. But one day, I saw a horror movie, "Halloween". And let's just say I got inspired. I know it was bad. But I just wanted to .. get rid of them. So when they went home, drunk again, I went out and burnt the house with them inside. When the police arrived, I pretended to cry and said I didn't know how the fire started.
What am trying to say is that ... Everyone did at least one bad thing in their life. You're not the only one. And look, I recovered from it ! So if I can do it, you can !

/ Killer Croc looked at (Y/N), completely shocked by her story. He didn't she had suffered that much. As him. Maybe he wasn't so different after all. Maybe people can help him. To change\

Killer Croc : Hmm I guess it's worth à try.

(Y/N) : If you want, I can be here during your session.

Killer Croc : Yeah it will help. Thanks.

/ (Y/N) accompanied Killer Croc to the room. Miss Millier was waiting for them. Croc sits down and (Y/N) does the same. He was stressed of course, but he was not going to get angry this time. Not in front of his little bird.\

Miss Millier : So Mister Jones ? Are you ready to talk ?

Killer Croc : Y Yes .. I am.

Miss Millier : Take your time. We aren't in a hurry.

Killer Croc : Well ... My mother died in childbirth .. my father abandoned me .. and I was raised by an alcoholic aunt, preventing me from growing up in an ideal home. During my childhood, I suffered all humiliation. My illness, which also affected me psychologically, associated with the mockery and the rejection of my comrades, made me particularly violent. Beating those who called me a "monster", I spent a good part of my time in a juvenile detention center ...

Mister Millier : When did you start to kill ?

Killer croc : My first murder was an inmate who insulted me when I was sixteen. I beat him to death, which earned me 18 years in prison. When I went out, I found a job in a circus, where my show consisted in fighting and strangling a crocodile with my bare hands and I thus acquired my nickname of Killer Croc.

Miss Millier : Then you wanted to continue to kill and eat people. Because you wanted to be powerful.

Killer Croc : Exactly. All I wanted was to scare people, kill them, eat them and nothing more. But when I met (Y/N), everything changed.

Miss Millier : Why ?

Killer Croc : She's my everything. She makes me realise that I wasn't alone. That I'm not so different. And that's why I will always love her no matter what.

/ (Y/N) smiled and hugged Croc tightly. Poor him .. if only she had been here for him. But now it was in the past. It will a new start for both of them\

(Y/N) : I love you too Dad.

/ The session ended well. Soon, Croc was going to be able to go out. And he would finally be able to live "normally". And one thing was sure : they were looking forward to a new life\