A/N: I am a complete idiot and my computer is spastic so it doesn't let me do line breaks. So in place of the line breaks, I have three capital X's like so: XXX

Just so you don't think that there are random xs around or anything.

Disclaimer: I Sketch1997 have not, do not, nor will not ever own anything as amazing as Batman the Animated Series; I merely own my OC, the plot line, and a pet cat named Zoe.

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Google has saved Emily Park's life, on more than one occasion. She never realized how amazing the website is until she have an essay due the next day for History class; or when she was being held hostage by a riddle obsessed maniac in a library.

One of these occasions was when she was simply going to the grocery store- Emily had gained the cravings for a BLT and had no lettuce. Nothing a quick trip can't fix; and she most certainly intended on fixing it. The day wasn't sunny and had chirping birds- it was Gotham she was in after all- but it was necessarily all gloomy and stormy either.

It had felt, she recalled, like everything was at a standstill; like everyone was simply holding their breaths and waiting for something inevitable to happen. She paid no mind; happy to be an oblivious and part of the crowd drone.

So as she stood in line at the grocery store with only seconds from her leaving, she cursed her bad luck as the men in masks with guns came in.

"Alright, idiots of Gotham!" A man's elegant voice shouted from the front of the store, to far up for Emily to see, "I shall make a deal with you- if any of you answer my riddle correctly you may leave! Any attempts to escape and you will all die; are we clear? Good. Now riddle me this! I am light as a feather; but the strongest man cannot hold me for more than five minutes!"

Emily shrunk lower; of all the rouges she gets to run into the Riddler! Jesus she could barely find the patience to put a puzzle together- but to solve a riddle… impossible. Slowly, an idea came to her, the very idea that helped her through math in high school: why not use Google?

She slowly brought out her phone and typed it in, nearly crying with joy as she found the answer, "Hey-" she whispered to the guy next to her; he turned and she whispered softly to him the answer and he nodded, standing shakily he called out with a small voice, "Uh- I have the answer!"

"Very well, I'm listening…." The Riddler mocked patience; the man gulped and exclaimed, "Breath!"

Dead silence- you could hear a pin drop- until finally, "…let them go."

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Emily didn't plan on sticking around and waiting to gain credit; she really didn't want to gain the attention of even her boss, let alone the Riddler. She ditched as soon as the police got them out- the Riddler had gassed the place that had knocked them all out, letting him and his goons escape.

It only shocked her a little bit that the guy she gave the answer to disappeared; she was 95% sure that he fell unconscious right before her. That left to the Riddler must have taken him- but that didn't really bother her.

Reasonable people in Gotham kept to themselves, didn't prod into people's business, didn't look out the window when someone screamed, didn't stand up and gain attention from the top dogs. They just tried to survive, to keep living as long as they possibly could and keep their loved ones close.

Emily was the epitome of how Gotham citizens should be. No family, little friends, blue collared job, and was very, very selfish. Seriously, what her mother had called making her a horrible person, was what kept her alive this entire time.

She sighed as she sat back on her old sofa, her small black kitten Zoe jumped up and prodded at her hand with her head desiring to be petted, "Yes Zoe, I live to feed you another day." She stroked her cats head and turned on the news, watching the usual reports of break ins and murders until they had a live action news bulletin.

"And this just happened," Hilary Martinez reported in front of City hall; the camera zoomed up to something hanging, and once it became clear, Emily choked. The man she gave the answer to was hanging with a noose around his neck, above him painted in green was the word "CHEATER",

"Zoe," Emily murmured, turning off the television and picking the cat up, "Let's pray that momma doesn't get found out; otherwise I am so dead."

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Okay guys, this is the first chapter of "All Because I Love You". This will be a Riddler/OC story, and I honestly have no idea how long it will be. More than just a couple chapters though.

Anyways, if you have any interest in this at all, it will be updating every Tuesday or Wednesday for sure, so it coexists with my other story updates. If they are all on separate days, then I have no doubt I would end up missing a few. Occasionally, if it is really important, then you might get an extra surprise chapter here and there. I also do holiday specials.

Okay, well I hope to see you all again,

-Sketch1997