Unwanted Allies- Dr. Jonathan Crane Story

Nightmares, Riddles and Catfights.

"I'm not in the mood for any more of your riddles, Nigma." Lilah snapped, plonking herself onto Jonathan's couch, her eyes locked onto the man in the green suit. It had been a week since Mercious's death and she found that if she didn't think of it or him at all, the better she felt. Edward Nigma had showed up at Jonathan's at least four hours ago, determined to outsmart both Jonathan and herself. Jonathan, who had been rather upset at having being interrupted during his and Lilah's quality time, as he had put it. He actually wanted to spend time with her, that is before he had locked himself down in the basement, claiming to be extremely busy, leaving Lilah to deal with 'The Riddler.' 

"Then you admit that I, The Riddler am more intellectual than you." He announced, 

"If it will make you leave, then yes. I'll admit to whatever you want me to." She growled. Edward chuckled lightly, sitting back in the armchair, his cane resting across his lap. It was almost as if for some strange reason, he was under the impression that Lilah enjoyed his company.

"How is little Zoe doing?" He finally asked. Lilah stared at him, she still was extremely annoyed at The Riddler for finding out about her, but she reluctantly smiled,

"Zoe is fine." She responded, "She's enjoying school.... away from you or anyone else like you." She added. Edward placed his hand over his chest with a mock-hurt expression on his face, 

"You wound me with your cruel words. But... on the contrary, anyone else like... me? Does that or does that not include Jonathan Crane?" He asked. Lilah raised her eyebrow, 

"Yes. It includes Jonathan and... while you've decided to be annoying, it also includes Floyd." 

"Does he even know he has a daughter?" Edward asked suspiciously, "I would really like to be a fly on the wall when he does find out." Lilah stood and for the first time, she towered over Edward who simply smirked up at her,

"You go near Zoe or tell Floyd about her, or anyone else for that matter. I will skin you alive and throw you off the top of Wayne Enterprises." She threatened,

"My, my, I can see why Floyd took a liking to you. You've got fire." He smiled, standing up, his eyes locking with hers, 

"Oh sweetheart, you've got no idea. You came here because you had something important to say, so stop stalling and spill." Lilah snapped, putting her hands on her hips, "I'm getting really bored and impatient. I don't do bored and impatient." 

"Fine." Edward sighed, "Rumour has it that your file has mysteriously disappeared from the Gotham Police Department." He announced, 

"And?"

"Well, I looked into it." He said, purposely choosing those words to further irritate her, 

"And?!" She snapped. Smirking lightly, Edward leant on his cane, 

"The person who has taken your file, along with Floyd Lawton's is the one and only Selina Kyle." He said, his eyes fixated onto her, 

"You say that like it's supposed to mean something." Lilah replied, glancing quickly over her shoulder at Jonathan who had reappeared,

"You really aren't well educated on your competition are you." Edward sighed, "Selina Kyle, or Catwoman, is considered to be the world's greatest jewel thief." 

"Oh, you are too kind, Riddler, dear." the voice of a woman sounded. As Lilah, Jonathan and Edward all turned to look to the owner of the voice, Lilah set her eyes onto a tall woman with black hair that reached her shoulder-blades, she wore a black, skin tight body suit, a domino mask and a pair of black cat like ears on top her head. As she stepped towards them, the only thing Lilah could really notice about the woman was the bright red lipstick that stood out on her otherwise dark costume, 

"Selina Kyle, I'm assuming." It was Jonathan who spoke, moving beside Lilah who was smiling, 

"Very  good. And you must be Jonathan Crane." She replied, there was almost a permanent hint of seduction in her voice as she spoke, "I can tell from those pretty eyes of yours." She added, tilting her head slightly before her eyes turned to Lilah, 

"Which means you're Phobia." She purred, ironically enough, "I was looking to have a girl chat. If you don't mind." She said, her eyes flicking towards Edward and Jonathan. Edward, who gave Lilah a mock-bow, much to Jonathan's disliking, moved towards the door in a rather cheerful manner, 

"Enjoy your little girl talk." He mocked, "Let's hope all that thorny pain of yours doesn't ruin a potential friendship." 

"We've been over this, Edward" Lilah began, rolling her eyes, "I don't like riddles or poetry." Stopping at the door, he looked over his shoulder at her, 

"Which is the reason why I am for more intellectual than you will ever be." Lilah raised her eyebrow at him, watching until the door was closed and The Riddler was gone. For now he was an ally, but not one that she was going to trust so easily. Grabbing her wrist, Jonathan drew her attention, his eyes fixated onto her, 

"Do not be fooled by her. Don't trust her." He warned, Lilah smiled at him, 

"She did get rid of Edward, I owe her that much." She smirked, "Ten minutes is all I ask for." Jonathan watched her, a cautious expression on his face, "Ten minutes, that's it." Lilah repeated, flashing him a reassuring smile. Jonathan's lovely eyes flicked from Lilah to Selina before giving a small nod,

"Ten Minutes. That's it." he muttered rather bitterly before stepping back and moving towards the basement, muttering under his breath as he went, 

"Thanks Johnny!" Selina called after him, earning herself a dark glare from Jonathan before he disappeared, leaving Selina and Lilah alone to have their little 'girl talk'. Stepping towards Lilah, Selina smirked, 

"So, you're this... Phobia I've been hearing about." She said, "I've been wanting to meet for quite some time now." Lilah smiled, 

"Here I am. We have ten minutes to become acquaintances and trust me when I say, Jonathan will be keeping track of time." Lilah smirked, tilting her head, 

"I met an old friend of yours." Selina cooed, "He goes by the name of Deadshot now. But, I'm sure you know him as Floyd Lawton." Lilah bit her tongue. Deadshot? Well, he is the World's Greatest Assassin... So I guess that makes sense. "If you want my opinion, he's a far better catch than the doctor." She said, looking down at her gloved hand, more specifically, the long claws on the end of each finger, "Or maybe that's just because I like a man with muscles." She added, her eyes flicking back up to meet Lilah's. 

"Something tells me you're here to talk about something other than Floyd." Lilah replied, looking the 'cat' woman up and down and raising her eyebrow, 

"I think you and I could be friends." Selina said, "Wouldn't you like to get rid of Crane's leash?" She mocked. Lilah crossed her arms, 

"Mocking me isn't going to make us friends." She said. 

"No, coming and robbing a few jewellery stores just might." Selina replied, 

"Not interested." Lilah replied with a smile, "No offence." Taking another small step towards her, Selina smiled softly, 

"Don't want to or don't have permission to?" She chuckled. 

"Cute." Lilah sneered, crossing her arms over her chest, eyes locked onto Selina, "Tell me, where did you get the inspiration for the costume?" She asked, "Did you decide that your Halloween costume looked so great you decided to where it everyday?" 

"Hmph, you're not a clever one are you..." She mused, 

"Coming from the woman whom, upon first meetings decided it would be a great idea to talk about someone's ex-boyfriend and then proceed to mock them." Lilah deadpanned. It wasn't that she didn't like this Selina Kyle. It was more to do with the fact that.... nope. It was official, Lilah didn't like Selina Kyle at all. Even Edward was more entertaining and relatable than her. 

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have more important things to do." She smirked, skipping towards the door, "Shall I send Deadshot your love?" She asked, stopping at the door with a smile,

"Go ahead." Lilah spat, "And might I add... he hates cats." Narrowing her eyes, Selina scoffed lightly, before slipping silently out of the house. Glancing down at her watch, Lilah smirked, her ten minutes were up.