Edward stood tall in front of me, his breath rasping. "You're the riddler." I gasped. "Yes, I am. I have to rid this cesspool of a city of it's corrupt individuals." Edward said with a deep voice. Edward walked towards me, his boots clunking against the wooden floors. "Are you scared?" He chuckled. I shook my head, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. Edward giggled, cupping my cheek with a gloved hand. "You are. You're trembling." A story in which The Riddler falls in love with James Gordon's daughter.