Bang!
Edward watched as Oswald doubled over, clutching the gunshot wound to his abdomen as it oozed a thick trickle of blood. His breath caught in this throat as his friend looked up at him with eyes that spoke of unspeakable pain and anguish. The angry fires of revenge burned in Edward's veins yet deep down a part of him was screaming. His hand reach out unbidden and grasped hold of Penguin's shirt as though determined not to lose him. As Oswald Cobblepot stared tearfully up at the face of the man he had loved it appeared as little more than a harsh, cold mask of hatred. Only something glistening in the depths of Ed's eyes spoke of the mixed emotions fighting a war inside him, a war that suddenly ended.
Face resolute Edward Nygma pushed his only friend away from him, sending him off the edge of Gotham docks where he slowly sank into the dark waters of the river. Taking a deep, shuddering breath a momentary flash of grief washed over Edward but was pushed aside almost instantly. Such emotions were weak. As he turned from the sight of his birth by blood The Riddler seemed emotionless and unaffected by his violent deed as he walked a way from the docks towards his new life.
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Unable to let go.
FanfictionEdward Nygma has always struggled with balancing his multiple personalities. After taking revenge for his girlfriends death and murdering his best friend Oswald Cobblepot, Edward tries to step away from his "weaker side" and become The Riddler. Howe...
