The Renegades of Gotham
(A Gotham Fanfiction)
Chapter 1: Mercy
When I heard the news what happened to my brother, I had to come back to Gotham, for Bruce. I thought of how my nephew is taking it. I imagine not too well, the only one who's taking care of him is his own butler, Alfred Pennyworth. I pray to God that I hope I can balance out the depression that Bruce is going through... Hold on, who's that?
I see a man up ahead walking with a limp on the side of the road. Trying to hail for a car but no one would stop. I slowed down and stop beside him as I rolled down my window and said, "Need a ride?"
"Yes ma'am I do, thank you so much."
I unlock my door and let him climb into the passenger seat. He reeks of Gotham's waters, someone must've pulled a bad prank on him or something. "What happened to you?" I asked him.
"It was my fault I asure you. My own foolish arrogance lead me astray."
"Hmm, so are you from Gotham?"
"Yes, how can you tell?"
"The waters aways reek last time I was here."
"Oh, I apologize for my undecent state."
"It's fine,"
"If you don't mind me asking," he said, "Did you use to live in Gotham?"
"Long time ago but I left to spread out the family business when I turned 18. 12 years later, I hear my nephew's parents get's gunned down in an alley of all places."
"...I'm sorry, what's your name?"
"Mercy Anima Wayne, and you?"
"Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, ma'am."
"Nice to meet you, Oswald. So where am I dropping you in Gotham?"
"I'll show you once we enter the city."
...
I dropped the man off where he wants to be dropped off. Which is in front of this old apartment building. "Again thank you so much Ms. Wayne." he said as he got out of the car.
"Call me Mercy, see ya around, and be safe."
"I will, Mercy."
Once he closes the door I continued on my to Wayne Manor. Honestly the closer I travel to the manor the more nervous I get. I mean what am I going to say to Bruce, or how do I really approach my nephew? As I thought and thought about it, it almost felt like I'm rehearsing my lines for a play. Well I gotta remember that Alfred is there too to help me out with Bruce.
... Oh shit... Is that who I think it is?! I stop in front of my homeboys and got out of my car as I said, "Dudes long time no seen mother fuckers!"
"MERCY!" my boys both said in unison as we done our secret clap and they gave me a big hug. "What are you doing back in this shit hole?" said Mark.
"Oh come on, you both should know why I'm here."
"Oh she's talking about the Wayne Murderer." said Markus.
"Oh, yeah sorry about that Mercy."
These two are known as M&M, they are also my best friends back in our teenage years. We've never went to school together but they've always hanged outside of Gotham Academy while selling drugs. I've only bought their other kind, which is hooka pens no drugs attach.
"Dude ever since they died weird shit started happening." said Mark.
"What do you mean?"
"You know the two douches that run this place?"
"Falcone and Maroni, yeah."
"They are beginning to start a war with each other." said Markus, "Hell they just had this new detective name Jim Gordon kill this snitch because they don't want anyone to find out about the real killer of the Waynes."
"Who is the real killer?"
"If we knew," said Mark, "We've would've killed that asshole for you and your nephew."
"Thanks guys. But who's the snitch?"
"Someone who used to work for Fish Mooney, they called him Penguin but his name is Oswald Cobblepot."
One thing about the M&M boys, they know almost everything that go in and out of Gotham. "Dudes, get in the car I gotta talk to you about something."
"Are you buying us lunch?"
"Sure I see why not. Come on."
Once we all got in the car and I continued driving to Wayne Manor. I told them, "Before I entered Gotham I had picked up a guy name Oswald Cobblepot."
"No shit," said Mark, "The snitch is alive?"
"How the hell did Det. Gordon missed though? He was like 1 inch in front of him." said Markus.
"Where did you guys saw this happening?"
"At the docks while selling shit to fishermen."
"Tch, figures. Hey do you guys still sell hooka pens?"
"Fuck ya. What do you want? We got Passion's Kiss, Tiger's Blood, Hurracane Mint-,"
"Let me try Tiger's Blood I've haven't tried that yet."
"Hey since this is your first day back, it's on us little M."
"Thanks bro."
He handed me the Tiger's Blood hooka pen as I puffed away. "Oh man, this stuff taste pretty good."
"You know us, we always mix them ourselves."
"I swear you guys should have your own hooka bar."
"Yeah well that takes money." said Mark.
"What not having much good sells lately?"
"Nah it's not that, we just don't want to pay so much shit for a hooka bar."
I couldn't help myself but laugh. "Aww fuck I missed you guys so much."