[Gotham] Jerome's Little Bad

Jerome had countless opportunities to kill the kitten with sharp claws, such as now.

She nestled securely in his arms, her slender neck seemed to be able to be held with one hand, as long as she tried harder, she would turn into a bird with its wings broken.

Or, you don’t need a blade, just a piece of glass, a pencil on the table will do, puncture the blue blood vessels, and the bright red blood like the juice of Damascus flowers will flow out and stain her face and soft blond hair.

But like every time an idea appears, it will be extinguished in the end, not because of reluctance, but just to see how far she can go.

However, beyond Jerome's expectation, she could do more than she thought, which is why the blade in Jerome's hand fell on her neck, but he never cut it off.

Fritz also wants to kill Jerome, which is a way to make the other party completely her own, morbid love and possessiveness.But she is really reluctant, reluctant to part with a person she loves so much.

Fritz had killed many people, but she had never really destroyed the one she loved, of course not including her betrayal of her mother and her father.

In a sense, the two of them are the same person.

And it's not that Jerome doesn't have no love for Fritz, otherwise Jerome wouldn't want to kill her countless times.

No one in this world loves him, alcoholic mother, cold-blooded father, violent uncle, and an older brother who does bad things and only blames himself.Only one person loves him, so he wants to keep that love.

Before everything changes, before love goes bad, hold on to it.

Unlike Jerome, Jerome was driven mad, he had longed to be loved, only to get all the relentless hurt of the world.

Jerome finally put the knife down, and his original idea was to kill Fritz and let her witness the destruction of Bruce and Gotham.

Forget it, it’s too boring, Jerome still wants to see what else Fritz can do, he wants to know if this stupid little kitten will change.

Jerome has some love for Friz, some use, some care, and even jealousy.

What are you jealous of?

It was the nine-year-old self who was whipped by her mother and her adulterer on her birthday, while her biological father watched coldly.But she was able to sit on her father's neck and watch the circus performance carefree. Her mother was so gentle and she smiled so happily.

And I can only shrink in a small dark corner enviously, like a bug that is afraid of light, secretly watching other people's happiness.

The sensitive Fritz seemed to feel a sharp gaze, and when she turned her head, she saw the red-haired boy's jealous gaze.

The reply Jerome saw was a bright smile, and the little blond girl's smile was warmer than the yellow lights of the circus.But Friz's smile was just to maintain her well-behaved image in front of her parents, and she didn't take the episode of that happy night to heart at all.

For Fritz, she and Jerome first met on a rainy night when she was 13 years old after killing her second adoptive parents.

Thirteen…

Sister Mary once said that the one who betrayed Jesus was No. 13 disciple Judas, and the devil would form a party of 13 with twelve witches.

Fritz didn't expect to meet a red-haired boy in the circus he had been to in Gotham.From the moment she saw him, Fritz knew that this person was of the same kind as herself, and she slammed into the boy's eyes like moths flying to a flame.

That kind of cold and dark eyes, like the rain in that spring, was cold but soothing, falling lightly on my heart.

Fritz felt that she seemed to have found a reason to live again. It was that person who had no reason but was confident.

As for Jerome, he just wanted to find something to practice on a rainy night, like every feral cat his brother killed and pushed on him.Unexpectedly, I could still meet the girl I once envied and envied.

Like every wild cat Jerome caught, she nestled in the most inconspicuous little corner of the circus that could shelter from the rain and wind, but this time she was lucky enough to meet herself.After all, in order to maintain his image of a perfect child, Jerome would definitely not attack real people, but he himself is different.

Fritz never knew that when Jerome met her that day, it was with a knife.Even though Jerome was two years older than her, he might not be able to deal with Fritz.

The two looked at each other for a long time, like beasts fighting for food and territory in the wild, they first confronted each other quietly, and whoever showed weakness first would be at a disadvantage.

Finally, Jerome gave up, because if he didn't go back, that damned woman was going to smash the bottle on herself again.

But the little feral cat stayed at the circus and was adopted by the Lloyds.That's true, a good-looking and well-behaved girl is always popular, and the circus just needs a blonde clown to attract business.

Prior to this, Jerome withdrew from the clown stage because red hair was not popular with children. Jerome was happy to see it happen, but it didn't mean he was happy that others would take that job away.

Even if he doesn't like it, others can't pick it up.

But Fritz didn't like foolishly pleasing those children, because she scared a few children to tears, and she quickly stepped down from that position.

Jerome has an extra tail. Fritz doesn't talk to him often, but she likes to follow him.It's annoying because there are so many things you want to do and you have to hold back.

That time Jerome watched her wring the arm of the snarky and manipulative little bastard, and not only that, but she stabbed the little bastard in the eye with a sharp knife, even though the point of the knife stopped in front of his eyes , or frightened that coward.

Jerome is not too happy because she stole the knife from him.

"Do you want to kill Lyra?"

This was the first conversation between Fritz and Jerome without any pretense. After all, their relationship was not bad in front of others.Because Fritz is good at playing with people's hearts, as long as she wants to, no one will dislike her.

The entire circus, even John, who has the worst temper, has been tamed, except for Fritz's nominal sister, who is already incompatible with Fritz's dark side.

Every time Mary and Fritz fight, they will be at a disadvantage, just like themselves and Jerome, people will always favor the person who always shows them a cute and kind side, and they will believe it.

"Mind your own business, Kitty," said Jerome, who wanted nothing to do with the blond kid, who was one of his kind and knew what she was thinking.

Fritz was a smart kid, and the Gotham police didn't have a Jim Gordon in those days.

Killing Susanna and sister, using Sister Gina as an alibi; killing Anderson Holland, pretending to be a three-way murder; using the adoptive father's political enemies to kill the family of the second adoptive parents, and finally escaped successfully.

At that time, Fritz was not a very powerful character, but she could use everything to satisfy her desires and deal with all the people she hated.It is also like the knotweed growing from the cracks in the bricks. No one can completely exterminate this invasive creature with strong vitality.

However, it was the first time that I took the initiative to ask to help others, and it was rejected.

Later, Jerome gradually accepted Frize, which was a sharp knife, and she could do many things for him.I didn't even need to open my mouth, that's how the snake dancer who had whipped me so hard disappeared like that, pretending that he left without saying goodbye to the metropolis, and threw his corpse into the filthy river in Gotham.

Such a simple cover-up is the best explanation for the people at the bottom of Gotham who live in hardship.In Gotham, there is no such a place where intimacy and good and evil are mixed. Anyone who disappears, as long as there is a reason for it, is not harmful to oneself, no matter how absurd, it will be acquiesced.

Over time, it has become normal for people hiding at the bottom of Gotham, at least before meeting Gordon, to kill people they don't like using simple to childish methods.So no matter how clever Fritz devised, the result would not change.

Nobody thinks that's wrong because this is Gotham, a city that's rotten from its roots.Maybe those honest people caught in the middle are still kind, but they are also sandwiched between the corrupt upper and rotten bottom of Gotham, so the darkness has already begun to seep from the top and bottom.

Fritz has witnessed the city struggling and sinking in the quagmire since she was a child. She has no sense of belonging to this city, because there is no place in this city where there is someone she loves, or someone who loves her.

Jerome watched his mother go from being sad to finding a new love, and he sneered in his heart. Look, this is such a cruel and ruthless female cousin, and he is his mother.

She is like that to everyone, except her perfect and smart eldest son.

Fritz was sensitive to Jerome's bad mood, even if she didn't have to think about it, she knew that it was because of Lila, who wanted to kill that woman.

Jerome stopped her, and looked indifferently at the woman who drank until she fell asleep, with disgust in his eyes, "This is my prey, you'd better not interfere."

Fritz and her mother had learned about the most vulnerable and deadly parts of the human body, as long as a knock on a certain place can kill, let alone a drunk who is in poor health and old.At that time, as long as she said that she was drunk and fell, no one would have any doubts.

But Jerome disagreed. He wanted to kill Lyra as his rite of passage, to get rid of the embarrassing and disgusting feelings in the past, and at the same time, it was a witness.

So when GCPD came to find him, what was hidden under the mask of Jerome's sadness was excitement and joy, and his heart was trembling slightly. This was a starting point, but not the end.

But what Jerome didn't expect was that the blind man Cicero got involved in it. What made him most angry was that the damn old blind man dared to say that he was his father.

Jerome was imprisoned in Arkham, where he quickly found a boss as a shield, just like Fritz.However, the difference is that that little idiot, Fritz, is not so superior, and that little idiot also cares about him like a fool.

This was so strange that Jerome couldn't help but want to kill her, just like killing his damn mother, as long as she was killed, it wouldn't be a big trouble.

But just as he guessed, the kitten followed, which was convenient for him and killed her.

In the end, Jerome didn't do it either, because the kitten's ability was useful in Arkham.Fritz's mother used to be one of Gotham's top psychologists. Fritz learned some of it when she was a child, and later often went to Gotham's public library with Jerome to read related books, so she was especially good at Psychological hints.

Later, someone hijacked them from Arkham, like releasing a beast. The more they tossed around Gotham with Jerome, the more suppressed and peaceful madness became in Fritz's heart.

Just as Jerome wanted to kill Fritz more than once, Fritz also wanted to kill him, burying herself and him in the dark.Just like the mother and father buried deep underground, there will be no betrayal or deceit.

Jerome died, but Fritz was full of reluctance and pain, as well as hatred for the betrayer Theo.At that moment, Fritz understood that she never thought of killing Jerome from the beginning, nor did she want others to hurt him.

Fritz's design caused GCPD to lose a lot, made Gordon's meddling guy angry, and made Barbara's little slut and her two lovers miserable, and Fritz enjoyed it.

Theo eventually died, and Fritz tormented him with nothing more than to vent his pain.

Later, Theo's resurrection also brought a glimmer of hope to Fritz. She wanted Jerome to return to this world.No matter how suffocating this world is, as long as Jerome wishes, she will give everything for him.

Not only for Jerome, the relationship was odd and awkward.This is even more so for Fritz, for whom love is an impossibility.

But having seen her parents go from intimacy to mutual betrayal, Fritz planted a seed in her heart, a seed without betrayal, and Jerome happened to be the one who could make the seed take root and germinate.

And Jerome's resurrection is also a turning point in the relationship between the two people. Just like the little cat said, she is a stupid animal that doesn't know betrayal and deceit and can only persist.

That was the first time he had an intimate relationship with Fritz, and it was also the moment when Jerome most wanted to kill her.

I want to cut her throat and see her struggling, will I still love him at that time, and will I be sincere to him.When her blood is drained, will what she wants to do be to kill herself, or to look at herself with those cool eyes.

Jerome likes to look at those eyes. He is obviously a wanton and crazy person, but his eyes are clear and bright, like an innocent little doll, who can be manipulated by others.

The sharp blade in her hand had almost scratched the skin, and Fritz's eyebrows were also furrowed. She was not asleep, and she did not intend to resist.

Jerome withdrew his hand in boredom, just as he thought, what a stupid kitten.

Entering Arkham for the second time, Jerome almost controlled the entire Arkham in his hands, and Fritz was like a cheerful shrike, biting any disobedient guy in this prison.

Shrikes who are loyal to Jerome will gently kiss the little birds with the scars on his face, and scratch their names on him with their nails, and when the red marks disappear, they will scratch them again and again.

Fritz is the only person in this world who still loves him.

He is also the only one who sincerely helps himself.

Jerome's uncle was a fierce and violent person. Sometimes Jerome wondered if he had learned his cunning and cunning from that fat man.

It was also rare for Fritz to be so stubborn and not listen to her, but this kind of stubbornness helped Jerome many times.

The last time he wanted to kill Fritz was before he went to Jerome, his brother who was good at disguising could always turn all those who loved him and those he loved into his side.

Jerome wondered if Fritz would never change, as she said.Still seeing Jerome's cute and confused face, he would switch sides, and be tricked by him with a few sweet words.

Jerome had seriously considered it that time. If she hesitated for a moment, Jerome would kill her without hesitation, just like killing everyone he had ever loved.

However, Fritz's performance was enough to satisfy him, especially those few slaps, which touched his heart.Jerome, who has always been invincible, finally hit the iron plate one day.

But Jerome still thought, if Fritz met Jerome first, would he treat that gentle guy as loyally and sincerely to himself as he is now?Or did he find it by himself, like that chick of his brother would spare no effort to protect him?

If there is no if, even if there is, Jerome will open her heart without hesitation from the very beginning.

The moment he fell from the tall building, Jerome was smiling. He had already accomplished what he wanted to do.And Fritz, that stupid little animal, will surely follow her to a permanent rest in the ground.As for myself, I just need to wait for the little shrike to bury its wings and live in the darkness with me.

Unexpectedly, he woke up at the corner of the noisy street, and the scars that had fallen had disappeared.What disappeared with this was his stupid brother, traces of his past existence, and that chirping bird.

Jerome, however, was waiting for her.

He believes that the cheerful little bird will fly with him to this sky, which will be different 20 years later.

The bombings and kidnappings were nothing more than a way. This was not his city at all, and Jerome was not in the mood to mess around with this city.

The only thing that interested him was the new guardian of the city, a little black bat with kitten ears, Fritz would definitely like to deal with this kind of person.

According to Jerome's wishes, Batman threw the guy who disturbed Gotham into Arkham.

Contrary to Batman's expectations, this person is different from other people who made trouble in Arkham. He stayed in Arkham honestly.Like messing up Gotham just to get into Arkham.

Indeed, he was waiting for someone here just to enter Arkham.

Just one year, to Jerome, was no different from the first 15 years of his life, just as boring.

Until that shrike came along...

She wanted to kill herself, and the corners of Jerome's mouth curled up in a strange arc, which was the first time he showed such an explicit expression.

Jerome opened his hands to her, he had already believed her, Fritz would not do anything.Jerome knows more about herself than Fritz, her love, her reluctance and pain.

The little shrike really rushed into his arms.

They decided to leave the city, go to Kansas, Norway, Greenland, anyway, not Gotham, a city buried in darkness and filth.

Half of Fritz's heart yearned for madness, while the other half yearned for peace.

So they finally docked in Nordland County in Northern Norway. The bright polar day and the cold polar night can not only walk through the cascading forest, but also stay at home in the ice and snow all day.

Jerome was a very boring person. Fritz really didn't expect that his favorite thing to do was fishing. At the turn of spring and summer, he would go fishing for cod and salmon with the locals.

In the polar night of winter, you can build an igloo in the ice and snow, and the aurora covers the whole of Northern Norway. No matter where you are, you can see the magical and magnificent sky when you look up.

The clean night, the shining stars, and the magnificent aurora cannot be seen in Gotham.

Fritz never thought that there would be such a peaceful and warm life, let alone Jerome, and he never thought that he would gradually adapt to this kind of life.

During the polar night, the two spent most of their time at home, cooking by the fireplace, doing some intimate things, and living an ordinary life like all lovers in Northern Norway.

Like exhausting all the madness, the two gradually fell in love with this peaceful and soft life.

Jerome squinted, this kind of life was very similar to the beginning, when Jerome didn't blame himself for all the bad things, his alcoholic mother treated him equally, that kind of hard but happy life.

It was also what I envied at the time, the life Fritz once had.

And the little bird, her own Fritz, the girl who raised several sled dogs and was waiting to go sledding with her.

Maybe one day, Jerome will get tired of this boring life, and maybe he will live here peacefully all the time.

No one knows for sure, but no matter what I do, the little shrike will fly over and follow me closely.