The character Riddler mentions in this Chapter is my friend's OC you can read his simultaneous story about Arkham City from his character's POV here: s/9364487/1/Hijack
I got up to leave, figuring that I may as well continue on to see Eddie so I could catch up on what was going on but before I left I turned back to face Jonathan. I owed him my life and and I didn't like being in debt to people, it left loose ends.
"Thanks for what you did back there... and on the various other occasions. You ever need anything, just let me know."
"That won't be necessary. Consider it free of charge, contrary to popular belief not everything I do is self serving."
"Just the majority?"
"Well what else would you expect?" I laughed "Goodbye Genevieve" I liked the way he said my name, he played on each syllable and drew it out making it sound elegant. I smiled and turned to leave. "Oh and please do try not to get yourself killed, it would be rather irritating." I rolled my eyes at him and left, a smile still playing on my face and a warm feeling rising up through me as I felt his eyes follow me from the room.
When I arrived at the church it appeared to be empty as I wandered into the center of the room and surveyed the chaos that had consumed this once holy place. I jumped into a fighting stance when my reverie was interrupted by the sound of a person clearing their throat. I turned around and saw the man dressed entirely in green leaning against the door admiring his cane.
"Eddie, so good to see you!"
"So many british accents in one day, I feel privileged."
"Huh?"
"A friend of mine with an accent similar to your's was in here earlier, I do love a classy british accent, they sound ever so intelligent. I should introduce you two, I think you would get on well, or the complete opposite. It could go either way."
"Umm thanks?" he was off on one of his tandems "Do you think you could fill me in?" he proceeded to update me on the Bat's progress, apparently he had taken out Penguin before disappearing somewhere into the underground system. Meanwhile Joker's health had been deteriorating rapidly. Also there had been sightings of Deadshot though Eddie wasn't quite sure who he was here for.
"You really shouldn't let yourself get so out of the loop Genevieve dear, it could be dangerous."
"I'm sorry to disappoint, but i've been a little busy dealing with one of this place's resident psychopaths."
"Yes I saw, I was actually worried that Zsasz was going to kill you for a moment there. Shocking stuff however I was quite curious to hear about your extracurriculars from the past year. Shame about the tally marks he gave you though, i'm afraid they'll probably scar.
"You were just sat here watching?"
"Of course I was, i'm watching everything in this place."
"Thanks for the help." I grumbled, if he actually got his hands dirty for once I wouldn't be in half the scrapes I got into. "A simple warning would have been nice."
"And have deprived you of your little reunion with Jonny Boy? I know what's on that memory card of yours." I jerked in shock at that. That was private not to mention the only copy of its contents.
"How? I've never shown anyone and it's the only surviving copy."
"I got to it before you did my dear. You were rather slow to delete the tapes back at the old asylum."
"What is this ever so secret tape you two are discussing?" In the time since we had moved away from the door whilst arguing Ivy had snuck in and watched our exchange, she seemed rather amused. "And now I hear the Scarecrow isn't dead either, what a day for revelations this is."
"You haven't shown her?"
"Apparently not Eddie. Genevieve, care to enlighten me?" I sighed and took out the memory card from its safe place in my pocket watch.
"Eddie would you do the honours?"
"I would be delighted." He inserted the card into a small opening in his cane and the recording started to play on the large screen at the center of the church. We watched as Batman knocked me unconscious and I fell to the floor in a heap. Almost as soon as the Bat left the room the figure of Jonathan Crane rushed into the room and dropped down next to me to take my pulse. He was obviously handling me extremely gently, to the unsuspecting onlooker it could even have been interpreted as tenderly, even stroking my hair at one point. He lifted me up into his arms and we heard him whisper "The Batman will pay for this." before carrying me from the room.
"Fascinating."
"Isn't it just?" the other two shared a look.
"You're wrong, Its misleading." I said.
"We didn't even say anything." Eddie protested.
"And even if we had it would be well founded. I've never seen him act like that." I walked away from them. If they were going to act like children so be it but I had more pressing things on my mind, such as getting out of this place alive.
"What I find curious is that you kept the recording." he teased.
"We are not discussing this. Not now, not ever."
"I think the lady doth protest too much!" Eddie announced triumphantly. Ivy just smiled at me, her face was almost unreadable and I couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"You're being pathetic. Emotions are dangerous Eddie, they hurt me once and i'm not about to let them do it again."
"But look at the evidence..." Eddie was cut of but the loudspeaker Strange used to make announcement bursting into life. We listened intently and a cruel smile grew on my face. Quincy Sharp was in Arkham and fair game.
"What are you going to do?" Ivy asked
"Make him suffer of course." I sprinted from the room, forgetting the memory card in the process. I made it to the entrance in good time as I was getting to know the area better and arrived in time to see Batman himself demolish the petty criminals who had been beating on Quincy before and zoom off to the top of a nearby building. I stealthily climbed the fire escape and when I reached the top watched the interrogation. So Quincy was working for Strange and not the other way around? Now that was interesting. It didn't take long for the pathetic bastard to spill everything he knew and Batman soon left, I bided my time and waited until Quincy had settled a little, until he thought he was safe. Then I emerged from the shadow I had been hiding in. He saw me and started to scramble away from me, I laughed.
"You have no one to go running to now Quincy. This is my town."
"You can't kill me you bitch, they'll lock you up too." I sighed and leaned down over him to whisper in his ear.
"who said anything about killing you?" I then let out a vicious kick to the groin leaving him doubled over and gasping in pain. "That would be too merciful." I said, my voice getting louder. I lifted his head up violently by his hair and punched him hard in the face several times, leaving a trickle of blood falling from his lower lip. "You deserve much worse, and you know what the best bit is?" He shook his head. "You ruined yourself for me. You're going to lose everything and there's nothing you can do about it. So no i'm not going to kill you. I'm going to leave you to suffer in the wreckage of your life, but not before I give you a little something to remember me by when you're locked away, rotting in your cell." I took my knife out of my pocket and pushed his head down onto the floor with my foot. I then knelt down beside him and started to carve. His screams echoed through the the snowy night's air as I used my knife to carve a singular kiss deep into his chest, deep enough that it would leave a large scar. It was small compensation for all that he had stolen from me but it was as good as I would get. Once I was done he was covered in blood and lay on the snow covered floor whimpering. "Oh get a grip Quincy, you won't last long around here like that." I laughed before bringing the heel of my boot down onto his face to knock him unconscious.
When I was on my way back to the steel mill to try and find a way to help keep the clown alive I bumped into Harley who looked distraught.
"Harley, what's wrong?"
"It's Mr-J Curly, he's gettin' worse. I don't think he's gonna make it through the night."
"Don't talk that way Harls..."
"But it's true! I can feel him slipping away, when I was leaving just now he was acting strange, when he said goodbye it was like he suspected it would be for the last time. I can't raise a baby alone, I don't even know what i'm gonna do with myself without him! Everything's been about him for so long I can't remember who I was before." she was crying heavily now.
"No Harley. We're gonna get that cure. But even if this all goes wrong you won't be alone, you'll have me and Ivy. Hell even Selina and Eddie! First thing's first though, we're gonna get that cure and we're gonna save that clown of your's. So where is it?"
"B-Man is takin' it ta the iceman right now."
"Then that's where we're going."
We arrived in the GCPD after passing by a large group of unconscious men, evidence of the Bat being here if ever it was needed. when we entered into the main part of the building we heard what sounded like a pretty intense fight, Freeze could be heard taunting Batman about how he couldn't hide for him and at one point he cried out in pain as Batman presumably attempted to prove him otherwise. Why they were fighting at all alluded me, it was completely pointless and counterproductive.
"How are we gonna get to the safe with those two in there?"I asked Harley who, to my dismay, simply grinned.
"Easy peasy, we just gotta get it out from the other side." She ran down the corridor, flipping over some hot steam being projected across the hallway and into the Morgue, before appearing holding a saw. when she came back over she pointed to where some bolts were just visible in the wall."That's the outline of the safe" and then she started to break in. She made short work of it and soon she had the vial of precious cure in her hands. It looked ordinary to me but Harley hugged it to herself as if it was the key to everlasting happiness, and I guess in a way for her it was.
"How did you know how to do that?!" I asked in astonishment.
"Kitty taught me a few tricks!" I laughed feeling ecstatic at our change of luck, as we made our way out we continued to laugh and joke about the two fighting fool's reactions when they realised they'd been outsmarted. Those two were renowned for being two of the smartest people around here, the scientist and the great detective.
"He's not gonna die Curly, i'm gonna save him and he'll live. Then when the little one comes we'll be a family!" a particularly weird family, but whatever made her happy.
"See good things happen Harley."
"This is more than good, this is the best. Everythings gonna be just fine!" I smiled at the joy and relief radiating off of her and put my arm around her, glad that things were finally working out.