The Red Riddler Ch1
Summery: Everything in Arkham Asylum if fine and dandy until a girl named, Emma Riddle'a is brought in for a most interesting crim. There she causes havoc and mayhem with the other rouges and catches the eye of two in particular rouges, Edward Nygma, The Riddler as well as, Harvey Dent, AKA Two-face.
Disclaimers: I own none of the DC characters, but I do own my creations!
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The doors opened to cell-block B and thee guards shuffled in, holding a prisoner who was struggling like there was no tomorrow. The prisoner thrashed around, knocking one of the guards away with a deadly looking head-butt. He groaned on the floor, rubbing his head.
"Check it out, beaver! It looks like someone new is coming!" Came a cackle from one of the prisoners who had stuck their head to the glass to peek at the new guest.
"Is it Alice?" The blonde man asked, rising from his bunk in the other cell across the room and peered through the glass to see.
The prisoner coming in flipped a guard over their shoulder and spun around kicking the other guard to the wall while the first one from the floor that had first fell got to his feet. Quickly the free prisoner ran into the room, passing all the boxed in rouges.
"Whoa! It's a girl?" The first prisoner gaped in amazement.
The blonde man frowned deeply. "That's not, Alice. Stupid clown. Don't disturb me again." Then he went back to his bunk to lay down.
The first prisoner ignored the comment and continued to watch as the girl run. A grin split the clown prisoners lips as he watched the girl with amusement while she struggled to get away from one of the guards that had just tackled her down to the stone slabbed floor, pinning her so the she couldn't move.
"There's no point in struggling, toots! Trust me. They'll hit you with the stick if you do!" The clown man laughed as he eyed her through the glass.
The girl paused and looked up at him through her long black silk-like hair. Her blue eyes filled with fire. "I love being man handled though." She smirked, before grunting as they slapped the cuffs on her to contain her.
The clown's laugh rung out through the cell-block at the comment. "You can always share a cell with me! I'll man handle you all you want!" He laughed wildly.
Slowly she got to her feet, with the forceful help of one the guards and laughed openly. "In your dreams you idiotic clown." She spat then was pushed down the hall to a cell.
The clown man grinned got almost impossibly wider. "What time?" He shouted after her and she laughed.
The girl tilted her head back and looked at the jester. "8:00pm on the dot!" She said and was quickly shoved into a cell.
The girl turned and held up her arms with a grin to let the guards release her from the cuffs. When they were done taking the cuffs off she then watched as the guard walked out and the bullet-proof glass door slid shut behind him. She watched as the guards walked away mumbling to each other, rubbing the bumps and bruises she had given them.
She let her smile fade and quickly turned on her heel to look at the cell she was supposed to stay in. Homey, she thought and smiled.
"Don't get to comfortable. They're probably going to move you into a single cell soon. Good thing too. I hate stupid loud women." A mans voice came from the lower bunk in the room.
The shadows covered his face making it hard to see him. She frowned slightly before letting a smile play on her lips.
"So, I'm sharing a cell?" She asked curiously, knowing she obviously was.
"Well obviously idiot." The man said in deep frustration.
She smiled brighter. "With?" She asked as she tried to urge on the unique conversation.
"We don't have to tell you." The man snapped back.
She let her smile fade and be replaced with a confused look. "We?" She repeated in question, staring strangely at the shadow covered man.
"Two-face and myself." He said in a more normal tone as he began to flick something small and shiny in the air then catch it, repeating the motion over and over.
"Oh, cool! Two-face?! I'm sharing a room with the famous, Two-face!" She squealed with joy and began to bounce around the room happily.
The man sighed and sat up, revealing the scared half face of his while he watched her dance around the room.
"Your happy to be sharing a room with a killer?" He asked worriedly.
She grinned, hopping in front of the two-faced man leaned forward, clutching her knees as she did.
"Well duh!" She said happily, leaning forward more and placing her hands upon his knees so the could look him in the eyes. "If you were me wouldn't you be happy to be with someone so famous?!" She spoke before bouncing back a few feet.
He raised a brow at her and cocked his head to the side as curiosity filled his mind. Why was she so happy to be in prison? He frowned. Who was she?
"What's your name?" He asked suspiciously, leaning back on his hands while he watched her.
She whipped her head around to look at him, her face full of energy. "I'm, Emma Riddle'a, also known as, The Red Riddler!" She grinned mischievously and began to hum while she walked to the bunks.
His eyes flashed over her with curiosity as he watched her climb to the bunk above him. Her humming subsiding as she reached her destination. Why was she so happy?
"How old are you and why are you even in this hell-hole?" He asked, leaning forward a bit into the light.
Without warning Emma swung her top half over the side to look at him and was inches from his face. She grinned as she watched him gasp and shove himself back to the other side of the bunk, his back firmly pressed against the wall.
"I'm 24yrs old! But I'm here because I killed, Batman!" She sung in a triumphant tone.
Two-face glared at her. "What?! Don't lie. No one can kill that stupid rodent!" He snapped almost instantly, his body tensing even more.
She giggled at him. "Oh, but I did! I blew him to itty-bitty pieces! Kablooie!" She said motioning an explosion with her hands before returning herself to the top bunk, leaving Two-face in almost shock.
Suddenly the clowns voice sounded. "So, you think you killed the bat? Really? I do hope so. He was a nuance." The clown prisoner spoke from his cell with a smug grin.
Two-face watched as Emma jumped swiftly down from her bunk and ran up, pressing herself against the window to peer at the clown. Her motions were as of a child's! She acted so innocent. The two-faced man frowned In thought.
"It was hard work, but I really did do it!" She grinned with triumph.
Suddenly another voice came from a closer cell, one next to hers so she couldn't see who was talking.
"You didn't kill the bat. I'm supposed to kill the infernal rodent." A strong male voice said with a smug tone.
Emma grinned. "To bad you didn't! I did!" She said smugly.
"Well good thing! Now I can rule Gotham when I get out!" The jester said and laughed.
Two-face growled. "Shut up, Joker. Gotham is mine." He voice was sharp and poisonous.
"Make me mister split lip!" Joker shouted and blew a raspberry towards her cell which was intended for Two-face. Emma smiled at the little argument and but tried to focus on the person in the cell next to them.
"Riddle me this: You can have me but not hold me, gain me and quickly lose me, if treated with care I can be nice, if betrayed I will break, what am I?" Emma spoke smoothly to the unknown voice next to her.
The man didn't answer though for a long, long moment. "Trust." The man voiced back.
Emma giggled and pressed her face to the glass as much as it would let her to peer into the cell next to her.
"Wrong." She smiled and the voice never spoke back.
Emma giggled and hopped back to her bunk, ignoring the ongoing argument with Two-face and Joker about who should learn their place. Emma sighed, she was tired now. She laid there the rest of the night quietly until the lights went out.
"A heart. It's a heart." She heard the mans from the other cell finally speak.
She smiled softly as she began to doze off. "Correct." She replied with a little yawn and then drifted into the darkness of her slumber.
End of chapter 1