Not gonna die tonight.
If there was ever a time he would look back at the choices he had made and doubted a few and wished he'd changed some of them, it would be now.
As he stared up at the ceiling, watching it's slightly crumbled surface, he had to wonder were exactly did he make the wrong choice, oh he had a few ideas when he could of made a different choice but… it was safe to say that he never expected to end up in this position.
Staring at the ceiling wondering if any of the others were even alive, but even questioning if he would survive this one.
He'd been through hell all his childhood, adulthood wasn't much different, the abuse, he knew it was there just chose to ignore it. He'd survived his father, he'd survived the bullies of the school yard and the GCPD, he'd even survived Anonymous, but now… he had to wonder would he survive this and he didn't like the outcomes he kept on coming up with.
At the sound of a door he stood up and stared as the main man entered flanked by one of his hit men, a smirk was plastered on his face and all he could do was clench his jaw and glare.
"Come now Mister Nygma," Falcone chuckled. "There is no need for such hateful stairs, you brought this upon you."
Edward didn't speak, he held his ground and glared, his fist tightened and he narrowed his eyes.
"Not speaking? Would you prefer I call you 'Riddler'? wasn't that what you were calling yourself?" Falcone smirked. "I can assure you, you and your foolish friends will not be causing me or my business any more trouble."
Edward felt his eyes widen before he turned away and bit his lip as he remembered his friends who had also got mixed up in this.
"You should really be blaming that Crane boy, it was after all, him who got you all into this mess," Falcone chuckled. "And you all stupidly followed him. No matter, Firefly will have dealt with him by now."
Edward chocked out a strained laugh. "Scarecrow's tougher then that."
"I already know who you all are, you can stop using your foolish names to disguise each other. I know who you all are."
"Oh you see, I was using his name," Edward smirked. "And I am telling the truth, Scarecrow's tougher then Firefly, he'll deal with him and win, I can assure you of that."
Falcone smirked. "Even if he did," he turned to Victor Zsasz and nodded to him. "It'll be too late for you," he smiled before stepping aside for Zsasz to get past. "Oh and Victor?"
Zsasz turned back to Falcone as Edward plastered himself against the wall and stared at the killer with wide eyes.
Falcone smirked and turned back to him. "Make this one slow."
Victor grinned and nodded, turning back to Edward as Falcone left the room, the doors shutting and locking as Victor inched closer.
Edward held his breath as he stared at the mad man before he looked up at the ceiling and frowned.
Yes, he could of definitely changed some of his decisions.
3 days earlier.
The door clattered open as Edward and Jonathan entered, Edward pulling his down and Jonathan pulling the mask off his face, stretching his arms out and yawning.
"Another successful job for Penguin, done," he turned to Edward and smirked. "They're very easy."
"Yes…" Edward hesitated. "A little too easy, sometimes I… I don't know I just get a bad feeling about all of this. I mean, if Penguin really wanted all of this wing done, then surly he could of done it himself, why does he need us to do it?"
He turned around the frowned at what lay on the kitchen counter was card with… a firefly on it.
His eyes widened and he turned to see a bomb with wires surrounding it.
On instinct he ran to try and disarm it, but looking at the timer, he knew he wouldn't he couldn't and he need to take a risk.
"Jonathan open a window!"
"What why?"
"Just do it!" Edward yelled as he carefully picked up the device and ran to the nearest window.
Jonathan went wide eyed as he saw the bomb and he quickly opened and the window and Edward threw it out.
"Get down!" he screamed and they both jumped to the floor just as the bomb went off, shattering the glass and sending it all over them.
They could hear shouts and screams coming from other buildings and city below them as they both slowly turned and stared at the wreckage.
"That could of been us," Jonathan muttered as he stared before he got to his feet, dusting glass off his shoulders as he went. "But why? Who would dare to try and kill us?"
"I think the better question would be, who would want to? As far as anyone knows we're just normal citizens," Edward followed after him and they both stared down at the card with the orange firefly painted on it.
"To be honest with you, I think we have the answer, right here," Jonathan mumbled as he pointed at the card, before he frowned. "But why would Garfield want to blow us up? That's the question?"
Edward smiled. "Or the riddle."
Jonathan shot him an exasperated look before he shook his head and picked the card up. "Yes.. or it's one of those."
Garfield giggled and laughed manically, falling on the floor before jumped up and grinned. "Oh that!" he breathed as he stared at the few burning buildings. "That was amazing!"
Behind him Dury stood with wide eyes staring at the mass of the destruction before he stared at Gar and his smiling burnt face with the most amount of glee he'd seen on it in a long time and that… was disturbing on a whole new level.
"Don't you just love it, Dury!" Gar grinned as he ran and picked him up spinning around before he made him look at the fires. "Just perfect!"
"You didn't hit the building Gar," Dury smirked as he saw that Nygma's building wasn't on fire but the one opposite.
"What?!" Gar hissed as he pulled him back and took a look himself, his eyes going wide before they narrowed. "No!"
"Did things not go according to plan?" Dury teased, laughing as Gar turned on him and his laughter died to shrieking as he stared at the floor, Gar holding him by his hood.
"All it would take would be a loss of grip Dury, that's all it would take and you would go tumbling down!"
"Gar, are you… you can't!"
"Oh I can!" he yelled pulling him back and grabbing him by the front of his hoody and holding him up slightly. "I can and I will one day if you push me just that little bit too far! But don't worry, maybe you'll learn your lesson once you've seen exactly what I can do! What I'm going to show them all what I can do!"
"Them all?"
"Yeah! Nygma, Crane, Terry, Jones, Carrol, Flannigen and Fright! All of them are gonna learn what it means to cross paths of Falcone and Firefly!"
"And what happens when Falcone doesn't need you anymore?" hissed Dury as he pushed him away. "What happens then Gar?"
"Well, I know what happens when I don't need you any more," he threw his hand back and sent Dury flying from a right hook. "I'll burn you so bad, you'll wish you'd listened to me, you'll practically beg me to kill you, you'll be in that much pain, that I can assure you."
Dury stared up at his friend, who he no longer recognised as his friend.
"Ya know something Gar," he got to his feet and tried to make himself taller. "With a friend like you, I don't need an enemy!"
"I'm touched you think so highly of me," Firefly chuckled. "Now come on, Moth. We've got a lot of work to do."
"So let me get this straight," Mist gave Edward and Jonathan an odd look. "You think," she continued. "That Garfield Lyons is the one working for Falcone and is after us?"
"Well, you said it yourself, his name was Firefly, isn't it obvious that it's him," Jonathan cried. "And Otis told us all about Falcone being interested in him when he was at the hospital."
Mist frowned slightly before she turned to Otis, Croc and Alice who were sitting together, Enigma and the Frights were sitting together in the corner listening to them all.
"Alright, say that it is him, why would he be doing this?"
"Well he works for Falcone," Croc shrugged. "You need any other reason then that?"
"But why would Falcone want us dead?"
"Unless he found out we're the people that keep messing up his shipments and other things," Edward mumbled as he shrugged.
It was the only logical explanation, the only one that truly made sense.
But how had he found out and not been able to connect it to Cobblepot or maybe he's not sure yet and he thinks that just getting rid of them might shake Penguin up and he won't try anything like that again.
Probably not, the guy got his leg broken and it didn't stop him.
Oswald was stubborn like that.
"Alright but say if it is Falcone, what can we do?"
"Leave the country," Croc mumbled and Otis giggled slightly.
"This is not a joking matter you idiots!" Mist hissed at them.
"Who said I was joking?"
Edward winced, in fact he imagined everyone winced as Mist shrieked at Croc about times and places to say certain things and when not to say certain things and how what he had just said was not the right thing to say and certainly not the right time!
"Okay," Jonathan rubbed his eyes back into function before he continued. "As Mist has loudly pointed out, this isn't a joking matter, our lives are at stake here, so what I suggest is that we all split up and try and find Gar before he finds us."
"Well, we'll search the sewers," Croc Offered as he stood up with Otis on his shoulder and the smaller boy nodded.
"I shall check the streets, especially around the places you can get chemicals," Alice offered.
"Take Luna with you, she can protect you with her powers," Jonathan instructed and Luna nodded standing next to Alice.
"Me and Lui can watch out at the Flea and other places like that," Enigma offered, as she and Lui stood up.
"I'm not sure, Enigma," Mist mumbled.
"Don't worry Mist," Lui smiled and tapped his temple. "I'll hear him before he gets closer enough to hurt us."
"Alright then."
"I'll check the docks," Edward shrugged. "I know that place the best."
"Well I'll scan the city sky scrapers and buildings," Mist offered.
"I'll do that too," Jonathan nodded. "But I'll have to get some things from my house beforehand, Edward could you drop me off there?"
"Sure, come on."
They'd split up all had been well, all of them had gone to separate parts, the places they knew best, but what they didn't realise is that Garfield had already been there and Falcone was ready for them.
Mist had broken into one of the abandoned buildings expecting to find Firefly instead she found a bomb, a very big bomb.
She'd jumped out just into, and laded heavily on the floor only to be greeted by a bunch of Falcone's men with guns of all different sorts and styles pointed at her as she lay on the ground.
Alice and Luna got cornered in the factory by more of Falcone's men and then it turned into fire that was cornering them.
Lui and Enigma were stuck with guns pointing at them, both stood against a wall in an alley.
Edward didn't stand a chance and he was knocked out before he was dragged away to a secure location.
Croc and Otis were met by Dury.
"Guys!"
"Dury what is it?"
"Go back! Get out of the sewers!" Dury yelled just as an echo of an explosion ran through the system, echoing against the walls.
"Gar's set the place to blow! Run it's gonna cave in on us, run!" Dury yelled as he pulled them along and they all began to run, hearing more and more explosions go off, before they heard it coming the other way, they were trapped.
Jonathan met him at his house, the Firefly himself.
He'd try to get as him but Gar was a keen street fighter and easily knocked him down before he smirked down at Crane, being older had an advantage too.
"Heh, I heard Scarecrow's aren't keen on fire," Gar smirked and let a lighter fall. "Too bad you live in a wooden home too."
He left laughing, leaving Jonathan stuck in a burning house, a beam fell on top of him and he lay unconscious on the floor as the flames picked up and began to consume his childhood but also his nightmares.
Irony, he was going to die like his mother in the same house.
It seemed all Cranes died where they live.
Firefly stood outside and watched the burning house, smoking as he chuckled.
His burnt skin gleaming against the light as he watched the chaos he'd created and he smirked.
"Ah, it's same old same old… time to send Gotham a message. Everything burns."
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