*this book is completed* 'Riddle me this Olive Deck,' Edward Nigma chimes, cocking his head to the side, 'Made by God in pairs. Separated at birth on Earth. Found after years of search. Inseparable for the rest of the time?' 'I have no idea.' I reply. Edward takes a few steps closer, his face mere inches from mine.'Soulmates,' He breathes,'Olive Deck I believe you to be mine.'
Olive Deck, otherwise known as the Shadow is a small criminal in Gotham. She was forced into the life of crime by an unfortunate event that occurred to her as a child. Edward Nigma, otherwise known as the Riddler is one of the largest criminals in the state. He has a mind far more advanced than any known human, but he is treated with dis-respect by those who stumble upon him. After being thrown in Arkham the two cross paths and begin a wild journey of love, friendship and crime. This is the story of how two psychopaths find sanity in one another.
An Edward Nigma/ Riddler fanfiction
Oswald Cobblepot only wants to graduate high school and move on with his life. His sole goal is to remain invisible so he doesn't get bullied. However, his life turns upside down when he meets the friendly yet socially inept Edward Nygma. What he doesn't know is that Ed has dark secrets of his own.
Even though Oswald and Ed started off on the wrong foot, the two eventually become best of friends and soon Oswald realizes he's fallen in love with Ed. However, running towards his one true love doesn't go as smoothly as it should. Life seems to have other plans for the two young men.
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"Edward." Oswald greeted through his teeth, slowly facing the boy with the glasses. "Why are you following me?"
"I wasn't." Ed said. "I came to socialize with the football team in the shower."
Oswald gaped at him. Was he for real? Or was this some kind of an act?
"You do realize how weird that sounds, don't you?" Oswald said.
Nygma tilted his head slightly, brows furrowed in confusion. "How do you mean?"
"Well... socializing in the showers isn't really the best way to--" Oswald huffed, giving up. "Whatever. It's your funeral."