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"Miss Parks," Batman gestured to the older man who stood on top of the police station, right next to the huge Bat Signal, "this is Commissioner Gordon; Commissioner, this is Emily Parks, kidnap victim of the Riddler."

"Miss Parks," Commissioner Gordon shook her hand, looking slightly upset, "first of all, let me apologize for your circumstances."

"I'd say it's all right. But it isn't really." Emily shivered slightly and looked around, "So Batman said he had a plan; what is it?"

The men looked at one another, as if seeing who would propose it; finally, Batman, who was used to being the pariah, turned to Emily, "We believe you have two options, either move out of Gotham and far far away, or we can fake your death and allow you to take on a whole new identity."

'Wow he doesn't beat around the bush, does he?' Emily thought, looking out to Gotham. She should be more upset then this, having never wanted to be in this circumstance, having bee inconvenienced too many times now, but she felt numb.

She could leave Gotham, but where would she go? She had never left, preferring the smog filled city she knew compared to the horrors of the unknown.

But what would she really have if she stayed? She wouldn't be able to teach anymore, and that was pretty much all she ever wanted to do, having nothing else that ever stood out to her.

"I suggest leaving Gotham," Gordon quipped from behind; Emily turned and shook her head, "No… no; I can't leave Gotham, it's my home. It's all I have ever known."

"Then we have to kill you," Batman gwuffed, crossing his large and armored arms, "We have a sponsor, for things like this. We will have you a new name, new background, new home and job. You will never be able to contact any friends or family; I would suggest staying as far off the grid as you possibly can."

"I choose that." Emily said without hesitation, "Kill me, okay?"

"…If that is what you want." Gordon decided.

"And you are sure the Riddler won't get me?"

"Positive."

XXX 2 Months Later XXX

Honestly, Emily found that being dead wasn't such a bad thing. The most she missed was her students, but even then, she gained new ones; Batman had somehow found her a new job indeed, her dream job, as an English professor at Gotham University.

He found her a new house; small and story book like, it had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a cozy kitchen, a front and back yard, a living room with a fire place, and a small dining room. Where he found it, she had no clue; but she did know that he literally gave it to her, and paid the first three month's bills in advance.

Her funeral had been last week, which she refused to attend. Emily was remorseful, but at the same time, was happy with this new opportunity.

The Riddler had been caught the night Batman rescued her, and was still in Arkham. As far as Emily had been informed, he believed her dead and had moved on to more interesting things. So she was safe, but she still wasn't taking any chances.

She had to dye her hair black, so now she had to admit it had a nice inky completion to it; and it helped her pale green eyes stand out more. Batman insisted she ditch the contacts and take up glasses, only in order to make herself more unrecognizable.

Her name was now Samantha Green, a name she didn't really approve or like but was stuck with none the less.

So what now?

Would she spend her entire life in a standstill of deceiving normalcy? What was to happen if God forbid she found someone she may want to settle down with; would she be allowed to indulge in them her true identity, or would she be stuck with the pathetic alias her entire life?

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Emily sighed angrily as stood and placed her book down; she had been previously sat in the living room, happily reading away but the thoughts simply kept swirling in her head, eating away at her peace of mind she tricked herself in.

She was alive, though, and mostly happy; so with that thought in mind, she moved on to get ready for work. She would be okay.

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This is very important guys, I am changing the update schedule. Next week I will without a doubt give you guys a decent chapter, but this was simply a filler to smooth out all the wrinkles. From next week on, I will update every two weeks so I have time for my other stories.

The faster I write the sooner I can get the chapters out and that means the sooner I complete the stories and that means I can publish new stories. Like today in Geometry class I got this really good idea for a small Riddler/OC but I can't, I shan't, publish it until I have at least one story dropped from my plate.

So, until next time, and hey, if you could spare a moment, check out my fic "Beautiful Lie", it's a Crane/OC/Scarecrow in the Batman Begins/ Dark Knight category so go and be amazed that I can actually make a story long and somewhat interesting albeit predictable,

-Sketch1997