Summary: You've been one of Riddler's followers since the start. Thing is you're one of the lucky ones who's gotten the opportunity to know him face to face.

(A/N: I've been watching Gotham again so I kinda got inspired by the character of Ecco or Gotham's version of Harley. Also this chapter contains smut..enjoy!)

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I groggily sat up on my bed and stared down at the floor as instructed. I heard him, the man known as Riddler was behind my bed fixing himself up after one of our few personal meetings. I felt extremely lucky to be one of his followers, to be one of the few people who believe in his message in blaming Gotham for it's corruption.

It's been a year since he started his livestreams, they weren't popular at all back then it even talked about. Now he'll gain the media's attention for sure, and for some reason I was the one he called to help him out.

"Get yourself dressed up properly. We shouldn't leave anything behind." He informed me and placed a set of clothes right by my side.

He really isn't the type to talk a lot, I wonder if I can somehow find a way to see what he's like under that mask. "You're not much of a talker, are you? Technically after sex you want to know if the person's fine-"

I looked back and saw him staring down at me, it sorta gave me the creeps but felt excited nonetheless. "You're breathing aren't you? Hurry up."

Riddler walked out of the room leaving me to get myself prepared for tonight. As one of his many followers I got the chance to dress up similar to his outfit.

It was late at night, luckily it was Halloween so people wouldn't be staying at us weirdly in these clothes. Riddler easily snuck inside the mayor's house and I followed him quick. From where we were standing we heard the door open, I looked at Riddler and all he did was raise his gloved hand to his where his lips are.

I nodded my head and got inside a closet and remained still and quiet. I peeked out and saw the mayor's young son running around and playing with his father.

"Did you get many treats?" The mayor began asking his son once they stopped playing. "That's good to hear, why don't you go to sleep? You're mother is waiting for you upstairs." The man said, with that the boy ran away still in his costume, now leaving the mayor alone.

The mayor turned on the news and starting sipping some alcohol while watching it once he had also received the call. I gently opened the closet and noticed Riddler standing still in the shadows.

Now he really looked creepy.

"I'll call you in the morning." The mayor hung up the phone and turned the tv off.

Right when he did the Riddler got out from where he was hiding and jumped onto the mayor making them both fall to the floor. I fully got out and stared at the scene.

The Riddler got on top of the mayor and began bashing his head until the man under him fell limb. Riddler began to breathe heavily and stared back down at the mayor.

He held his hand up to me, I fidgeted with my pockets and gave him the duct tape I had on. He raised the mayor's bloody head and looked at me, I sighed to myself and also got on the floor.

"Don't you feel bad the poor boy won't grow up having a father?" I whispered as I held the mayor's head and Riddler began to tape him up.

That was a big mistake to ask. The Riddler stopped taping and stared eerily to look at me, "Are you having regretting this, (Y/N)." The way he said it sent me to chills my spine.

I quickly shook my head and thanked God he wasn't able to see my expression due to the mask. "N-No..not at all."

Pushing those thoughts aside I grabbed the tape from him and began to quickly wrap the mayors head up. The both of us carried the man and placed him on a set right next to his desk. My heart began pounding like crazy, never in a million years did I imagine myself being involved in a hideous crime.

On my way back to the apartment it didn't say a single word to me and I didn't either, fearing he would say something horrendous to me. I got rid of the clothes I had on and slowly went back to lay down in bed, rethinking the events that just happened a few moments ago.

I just left the poor boy orphaned.. no he isn't completely orphan he has a mother. Unlike I did and many of us back at the orphanage, growing up I didn't have a nice life. I would get adopted then being back at the orphanage and so on. Slowly I knew then on that I would never have a proper family.

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By the next morning I found myself wide awake watching the news. "Gotham's mayor has been found dead. Reports are saying that his death may have been involved in a series of murder that have been happening lately."

I kept my eyes on the tv screen, many people were outside of the mayor's building grieving him police around every corner. I found myself beginning to smile, I felt giddy inside knowing I was involved in the crime. The gloved bloody hands were thrown on a corner along with the dark green coat I had the precious night.

The GCPD is investigating deeply on this. What if I left some type of DNA? No I was completely covered from head to toe, will they know it was a one man job or not? Surely, the Batman will be involved too he's always locked up quite a few at Arkham.

My heart began to race again and I felt another rush of adrenaline. What is the Riddler planning up next? Will he come to me again?

No, I shouldn't sound this desperate he'll only think I'm insane. Obsessive over him maybe? Okay I'll admit he does drive me crazy but I don't want to scare him either, he'll maybe think I'm just another obsessive dumb fangirl and push me away from his plans.

"Maybe I should just wait for him to come?" I started turning around to head in my kitchen when I jumped back and realized he was inside hidden inside my apartment.

When did he get in? I didn't even hear my door open.

"I got myself a spare key." The Riddler held another copy of my apartment key, maybe another person would have been angry knowing that another person has their keys to their home but I wasn't, just a bit surprised.

"Everything is according as planned.." I heard him tell himself. "The mayor's funeral will be in just a few days, I need you to keep an eye on Bruce Wayne."

I turned to look back at him again. That's right he can let him see his face so he'll need me. My heart began to thump again faster than usual, he needs me. Has he asked any of his other followers the same? Am I that special to him?

A wave of anxiety began rushing through me making me feel helpless and worthless again. No, he needs me right?! He needs all of us for this plan to take place.

I wouldn't be experiencing these abandonment issues if it weren't for Bruce and his rich life. Without thinking hard I turn back to Riddler and slowly let go of my head which I was gripping.

"Of course, I'll do anything for you." I spoke without a second thought.

The Riddler turns to me and i heard a giggle coming from behind his mask. "You should choose your words correctly."

The Riddler slowly made his way to the couch and pulled out a file from his coat. "One thing you don't know about me, is that we were raised in the same orphanage."

I stared at him intently then down at the folder he had placed on my table, I walked closer still keeping a distance from him as I took the folder and read information about the orphanage, about me.

"What the fuck is this?" I couldn't help but ask feeling a bit angry that he would look into me. His eyes kept staring at me through his glasses.

"The truth about your past. I remember you being adopted about three times from different foster parents, each one of them left you back at the orphanage. What you don't know is about your real parents, here lies the truth."

I called my hands into fists and glared down at the papers before reading my birth certificate and a few other things.

"You were extremely violent as a child."

"Why are you doing this?" It's not like him to reveal these things to me. There must be a reason for this.

The Riddler remained silent just staring at me and down at the files in my hands. "We were raised together..I think it's fair for you to know about your parents."

Staring down at the files in my hand was when I realized they were shaking. The whole truth lies in my hands but I don't think I can take reading through it all. I shook my head and tossed the files back on the table.

"You shouldn't be this weak, (Y/N). Being weak won't get you anywhere in life." Did that happen to him? He said we lived together in the orphanage, who exactly is he.

"I'm not I just want to avoid my past!" I snapped at him and shouted. My breathing quickened and I noticed a surprised stare on his face, he hummed to himself.

I stared down at the floor and felt horrible for snapping at him like this, the one person I've grown to care about. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have shouted at you." I ended apologizing.

The Riddler said nothing which began to scare me. "I'm sure you did a lot in trying to find about me..please tell me about my parents.."

I wasn't exactly ready to hear about them but I had to, for him. He did so much and I'm the one being ungrateful.

"They were too young when they had you, they were killed when they revealed too much about the city. The other half of your family haven't been identified but they are all criminals, from what I gathered, the other half were the owners of Arkham. You also had one relative, a corrupt cop..but I couldn't find more on them."

My family apparently were once the owners of Arkham State Hospital and another was a corrupt cop. Great, more psychos. I laughed to myself and tried to forget about them. "They aren't family as far as I know, or they would have paid me a visit or adopted me."

I angrily said and stood up to leave him alone. I also heard him following behind me due to his heavy footsteps.

"Those are the same people I am trying to get rid of. Do you wish to continue helping me out?"

"I won't be of help you continue tormenting me like this."

I held my head and tried to block his words when he continued to follow me closely. If he continues like this I'll have not chose but to continue following him, he's the only reason why I joined him. He saved me and I'm afraid that I might hurt him due to how much I love him.

"You can't leave right now if you're planning to." Riddler spoke closely. "When you helped me kill the mayor, you truly surprised me. Give yourself so willingly to someone you don't even know."

"We aren't exactly strangers as you like to put it. You said it yourself, we lived at the Wayne orphanage."

I stopped to look at him again. Riddler tilted his head and began to walk slowly towards me until I hit a table. I gasped when he grabbed my shoulders and made me turn around so I was now facing the wall, I growled to myself since I was tired of always doing this his way.

I felt his hands beginning to remove the skirt I had on, I angrily stared at the wall.

Whenever we wants to have sex with me, he'll have me facing the other way. It was beginning to annoy me a bit since I believe he doesn't like looking at me.

"I'm not a dog." I fought back and removed his hands from me once I turned around to face him. "Show me your face." I muttered looking up at him.

The Riddler fell quiet and tilted his head staring at me intently, he said nothing. My entire body tensed up, this time truly afraid of I pissed him off. Instead he grabbed my legs and placed me on top of the table and stepped between my parted legs.

I'm much shorter than him, he's a very tall man, that's probably what makes him so intimidating, including his hard unmoving stare. His eyes are on me, not moving from my face.

Right when I was about to say something was when I saw he raised both his gloved hands up to the back of his mask, I looked away and closed my eyes shut like he would always instruct.

I felt his hands reach up to my neck and applying a bit of pressure to it. "I can make people happy, I can make people cry. I can make people want me, and I can drive them mad. What am?"

I am not the smartest person around but I know what the answers.

"The answer is love." I answered quick.

He hummed and his hands slowly started to let go of my neck. "I was hoping you would get that one wrong, I wanted to make another lovely bruise." He started to giggle. His hands went from my neck up to my chin for me to not move around.

A moment of silent he spoke again, "Look at me." This must be another game of his. Carefully I opened my eyes and looked back at him surprised, he had gotten rid of the mask but still had his glasses on.

I gasped and tried blocking him from my view, with a blush on my face I heard him chuckle and felt him grabbing my hands, lowering them down.

Hopefully, they won't be wrapped around in tape again like the last time. I couldn't help but admire him, this must be something he has been thinking about for a while. He did let me know he felt much more comfortable with the mask on.

"You might remember me as the shy kid at the orphanage who kept to himself." He softly spoke looking away from me for the first time.

This time I raised my hand up and cupped his face. "You shouldn't have kept your face hidden from me." I said realizing just how handsome Edward grew to be.

"Edward.." he carefully turned to look at me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to my height on the table I was sitting at, after a moment I felt the softest brush of his lips against mine; my first kiss with Edward.

I tilted my chin a little higher, allowing him to kiss me again. At first, he just presses his lips against mine, but slowly they move, his hand curving to slip into my hair and holding me in. His other hand placed flat by my hip as he leaned over.

He started to grow a bit more confident, going back to him being dominant when his teeth gently closed around my lower lip, tugging until I parted them. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, my hand rising to curl around his jacket sleeve until I gripped his hair.

Edward doesn't seem to mind having control of the kiss, his fingers trailing across my shoulder, I shifted feeling his touch on my ribs, drawing lower, grasping onto my waist tightly. His hands close around mg knees, and I tensed up, his fingers trailing up to my thighs, and he leans forward, this time his lips go to my throat.

I closed my eyes, biting my lower lip as his fingers stroked my thighs. I gasped as I felt his teeth on my skin. Edward chuckles, soothing the sting with his tongue, and using the opportunity to peel my thighs further apart. I inhaled sharply as he stepped between them, his pelvis suddenly against mine.

His lips continue kissing my throat, his hands still curled around my thighs, keeping them still around his hips. I bit my lip when he pulled my hip forward against his, shifting slightly until there's a nice friction between us, my legs instinctively curling around his waist.

I felt his hands quickly getting rid of my underwear and the remaining of my clothes, I saw him started to unzip himself, when he grabbed my hips tight and aligned himself.

My head fell back against the wall, I moaned loudly and squeezed my eyes eyes. I've done this a few times with Edward but not like this, this is the first time I'm doing this with Edward and not the Riddler.

"Fuck!" Edward groaned and also squeezed his eyes shut holding my hips in place. He didn't hesitate on going rough with me. I held his shoulders and quickly I felt him digging his fingers on my hips when he started to thrust into faster and harder.

I head feel back again, gazing up into those heated hazel eyes. I feel him hitting all the right spots, that's when I felt his fingers slip between us, his thumb slipping higher to touch my clit, rubbing it fast and pressing against it hard. I began to cry out of pleasure as I squeezed around him making him moan. I gripped his shoulders tight and pulled him closer down.

He continued holding me tighter snapping his hips against mine when I also felt his tongue playing with my nipple, "I think I'm gonna-" I moaned out louder when I came when he got that one spot. I felt his harsh rapid breaths against my neck. Edward continued holding me close until he snapped his hips once, twice and groaned against my chest loudly when he also came from his high.

I tiredly began to play with his hair and hummed proudly to myself when I felt him holding me closer to him, not letting go of me. "As much as I want to stay like this..Let's go kidnap, Savage!" I hummed happily and leaned back to kiss him again.

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Everything has been going according as planned but everything got ruined because of the Batman. Police apprehended us both when they learned that I was Edward's accomplice. I promised him that I wouldn't go anywhere so I gave myself in as well.

"Everything was so fun while it lasted." I sang to myself.

I pouted and had my head resting against the wall, "Goodbye to my old life, it was a boring one after all." I tell myself and I genuinely felt happy that the city was clean.

Edward successfully set up the bombs and exploded right after Batman came to pay him a visit. I looked around the small cell I wasn't much at all. Who knows when I'll be out of here, the police do know that I helped Edward out with the mayor's death and all of his plans.

Surely, I'll be here for a long time..but at least I'll remain close to Ed. I continued pouting and stood up to press my face against the small glass on the door.

I heard Edward banging his fists on the door and whining on how Batman wouldn't work for him, how the Bats didn't accept in working with him, with us. If only I could be there to hold him.

He was on the far right to me with another prison cell between us. It's all because of this Batman, he's at fault here for stopping him. "Stupid Batman!" I banged my fists hard against the glass.

I want to hold Edward again, see him face to face but because of this stupid prison they won't let us! I genuinely felt upset over that.

"Don't be sad..You did great!" A husky voice said, the prisoner who was between us both. I pressed myself closer to the glass and could only see the side profile to the man talking, I couldn't see much but he had a few scars and patchy set of hair.

"Everyone likes a comeback. You can be my friend!" Who is this man? This seemed to make Edward fall silence after having his mental breakdown.

"A friend?" He beamed, hoping he'll have another friend around.

I grinned and began to giggle to myself. "Can I be your friend too, mister?" I grinned like a maniac and saw the man glance at me until I saw him lightly nod and he began to laugh maniacally. The three of us began to laugh like maniacs in our cells, filling this entire side of Arkham asylum with our crazy laughter.