Oswald

I continued on with my daily life, putting on my act of loyal member to the mob to its face. When I was on my own, I would still slowly kill off members of both Falcone and Maroni's family and continue to make it look like someone from the opposing family.

After killing Tony, something was lit inside of me and let's just say, my umbrella was locked and loaded whenever I was out and about. I quite enjoyed killing. It gave me a rush, leaving my subtle clues for Nygma.

While I waited to hear from Nygma as to when The Plague would be ready, I kept running over my plan to make sure it's fool proof, no loose ends, nothing to link back to me, and nothing to flag suspicion before all were infected with The Plague.

So far, I had decided Maroni would be the easiest to go after if it was just me working alone. Fish and Falcone would take quite a bit more work. I'll talk out plans with Nygma. He always is one step ahead of my which is hard for anyone to do I might say.

I flipped open my phone, "Hey Neg. are you able to meet up later this evening, at the usual place?"

Nygma

"Of course," I responded just sitting in my office at my desk.

I had answered my phone when it started to vibrate in my pocket.

"See you after work," I added as I saw Jim Gordon and Harvey approaching my office said good bye quickly and hung up.

That evening, I headed to the clinic to speak with Oswald and check up on my poison.

Oswald

Upon entering the warehouse, immediately found Nygma sitting at his lab table examining a sample under a microscope. I came up behind him and gave his shoulders a small massage.

"How are are you today, Neggy dear?" I pecked him on the cheek.

Nygma

I smiled as I felt his hands on my shoulders. "I am doing well, you?"

I looked to him as he kissed my cheek and leaned up kissing his forehead.

"How is The Plague that we wish to release on Gotham coming? How do we go about human testing before I go for the final takeover? And if we do human tests will that raise suspicions before we are able to administer the Plague to those that I want effectively?"

He paused, "Sorry Nygma, now that I have my way of obtaining Gotham on a silver platter due to you, I don't want to risk losing that platter..."

"Since you tend to work one step ahead of me, do you have any suggestions?"

I smiled at him as the questions rolled off his tongue. I chuckled, "It's okay. "

"It is just there, I can feel it. We could use it on the homeless of Gotham, no one would miss them."

"Have you thought about how you going to get it to Maroni?" I asked looking up to him.

"Well if we are going to use your idea of lacing the wine with this little beauty," he held up a vial,"I could easily pour him a glass or two at dinner. I think dropping off bottles of wine to Fish especially would seem suspicious if it was coming from me. Falcone I know needs to go last, but we can't let time elapse too much before people may get suspicious at the sudden deadly stomach flu."

Oswald turned to me,"Obviously you'll be able to cover it up using your position at GCPD. I just hated putting you in such compromising situations. Are you still okay going through with this, Neg? Seeing it through til the end no matter what happens?"

I nodded as he spoke, he had a pretty good idea where to go with it. I looked to the vial in his hand and then to his eyes when he asked me if I would be okay with all of this.

Of course we are. GCPD is going to regret ignoring our brilliance one day.

I nodded. "I am here aren't I? I never leave work undone. No matter what happens, I am going to see this through." I reassured him.

I glanced to the vial again. "Keep that. Understand it's potential, play with it. It's a work of art that is begging to be greater than that vial. "

I had a tendency to be a poet when it came to my work.

"Well said, Neg." Oswald nodded at to me "I am glad that you are willing to help me achieve my goal of ruling Gotham. You will have an equal piece of the pie, of course."

"Thank you for this gift, Neg. Do you have more tests to run here tonight or do you want to come over to my place tonight?"

My eyes lit up at the thought of going back to his place, but I knew that if I didn't spend more time with Plague it would never reach it's potential.

"I need to stay here for a while. I need to make enough for human trials. " I told him.

Equal piece of the pie you say? Well maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Oswald

"Oh...okay. If you happen to finish early feel free to swing by."

I said waving goodbye to Nygma as I exited the warehouse.

I took a cab back to my place and stepped into the elevator. I heard someone enter behind me, but I didn't bother to look up at them.

"Going home alone tonight are you?" A coy female voice came from my left side.

Even before I turned to face her, I knew it was Kristen Kringle.

"Excuse me! What business of yours is it whether or not I have company or not?" Was my short snarky reply.

"Because it concerns Eddie." She smiled back at me eyes unwavering.

Who the fuck is "Eddie"? I thought.

"Eddie, I mean Edward Nygma as you know him."

"Yes I do know him, but not well enough to invite him here." I lied.

"Oh but I don't think that's the whole truth, Mr. Cobblepot. I happened to see him doing a walk of shame leaving this particular building a few weeks ago." She still smiled her trademark /I know everything/ smile.

"Well that is interesting. However you have no proof which apartment he was leaving from. I can assure you it was not mine."

Oh my God, does this dumb bitch ever shut up?

I was half tempted to push her up against the wall of the elevator force he mouth open and make her our first human test subject for Plague, but I held myself back.

As satisfying as it would be to make her suffer and eventually kill her. It would be too easy to put together the pieces; incriminating both Nygma and I.

"Eddie is a nice boy who should not be seen with the likes of you."

And with that I snapped internally, externally I was still calm and collected as I could be.

"Would you be more one to be seen with me?" I smiled.

This made her stop talking. I placed my index finger underneath her chin and gently lifted her face to my eye level. I bent down and kissed her passionately, picturing I was with Nygma.

I finally broke the kiss as the elevator stopped. I got off because I wanted to rid myself of her taste.

"So long Ms. Kringle. It was a pleasure talking with you." /stupid whore/

A dumbstruck look on her face was the last thing I saw as the doors and to the elevator shut.

I scrubbed my mouth out with lots of toothpaste, mouthwash, and even some soap. I still was annoyed with myself for having to do such a thing.

OH GOD THAT BITCH...SHE TASTES DISGUSTING!

I figured Ms. Kringle was a harmless girl with a huge crush on Nygma. I still wanted to warn him anyway.

"Hey Neg, sorry for disturbing you. I just ran into Ms. Kringle at my apartment building. She knows..."

Nygma

I narrowed my eyes as Oswald called me and told me about Kringle. I sighed inwardly.

"I don't know what she's up to, she's the one who had ended up sending me that card at work. She saw me outside your apartment this morning...she was ignoring my very existence months ago and now suddenly she's intrigued. I don't get it." I explained quietly.

There was a feeling inside me I just couldn't shake. I didn't like what Kristen was doing, and I fear it would end badly.