Metallic Hearts
Cardigan Weather
The blood on her knife was the very blood of the psychopath that killed her boyfriend Jonathan Crane. A sadist that enjoyed breaking the minds of people, The one that Lynn felt more trusting to. She was also a criminal herself assisting him in his crimes by poisoning peoples drinks with the fear toxin or injecting them with the syringe. But it was over now as she was stands above the body of her lover and the killer who lie dead among the bridge.
The killer was a psychopath from the same place that she and Crane were held prisoner called Arkham Asylum a place for the criminally insane. However Lynn wasn't insane she was just abandoned by her own family for being a witch and since then she's never heard from them. Lynn only spent two months In Arkham learning how to be a criminal as revenge for her abandonment and that is when she met Crane. After realizing her mistake Lynn wanted to quit being a criminal and was released from Arkham. Until she got a chilling message of Cranes' death.
She kicked the killers body into the cold water and covered the body of Crane with her cloak placing a tiny cross on top and kissed the fabric before hearing the sirens of the police. Lynn quickly left the murder scene heading towards the bridge, It was very cold especially from running. So Lynn made a quick stop to use her magic to summon a cloak to wear then she was off again this time she was warm. She didn't stop until she was under the bridge. That's when she spotted a small boat and without hesitation jumped in and rowed herself away from the bridge and the city she had found love.
Snow started to fall but it was very gentle as the water was flowing steadily making it easier for Lynn to row. Growing tired she wanted to stop rowing but couldn't until she was in the middle of nowhere so she kept on going. After an hour or so Lynn noticed she was alone and finally decided to stop. She then began to clean the blood from her knife that was given to her from Harley Quinn. It was silver with a red spade on the bottom. After she cleaned her weapon she returned it to her pocket then lied down on the boat to rest allowing the snow to kiss her cheeks. All those memories began to roam in her head making her cry cold tears. Everything was gone including her friends in the Asylum that had perished from the fire and the death of her lover. She was alone without comfort and without love and Lynn had no choice but to cry herself to sleep.
NOTICE- These characters are not mine I only own my oc Lynn they belong to their rightful owners.