This is my first attempt at a Gotham fanfiction, the story is set after Edward Nygma's fall from grace and the murder of Kristen Kringle but before he is caught by Jim Gordon, it centre's around his split personality and inner struggle of Edward vs Dark Ed. The story will eventually delve into a dominant/submissive style relationship however as the description suggests this story revolves around mind games. Enjoy ;)

'A nightmare for some. For others, as a saviour I come. My hands, cold and bleak, it's the warm hearts I seek.'

I never thought in my wildest dreams the outcome of this fixation...it had started small at first, just a glimmer in the darkness but it had grown quickly, steadily and then as if out of nowhere I'd fallen in love and I couldn't escape it... I know now that it had been so dangerous to even start anything in the first place but I couldn't resist. I didn't want to... I still don't.

Susan stared out of the window of the bullet train watching the city looming into view, the tall skyscrapers piercing the dark gloomy polluted skies above. Gotham felt different, darker and stranger, more foreboding than when she had left. It had been nearly five years since she'd left for Kuala Lumpur with the rest of her small selected team from the computer sciences division of Wayne Enterprises and she hadn't looked back once.

Recently there had been problems over here at the heart of the company and many overseas teams had been recalled because she funding had been cut suddenly. Susan had had to pack up her belongs along with the others and head back to Gotham pretty quickly, the whole thing has been within a matter of days and her head was still spinning from jetlag and uproot from her now established home. Relationships, both friendship and something more had been severed so quickly she hadn't even had time to process how she was feeling, all she knew was that her body and mind were exhausted and she just wanted to sleep.

The quick upheaval had meant that Susan had had barely any time to source somewhere to stay, she'd been unable to contact her estranged parents or anyone she used to know in the city so for now she'd booked a couple of nights in a hotel close to Wayne Enterprises until she could find somewhere suitable to live. Gotham was somewhere she did not want to be, she'd read the recent headlines on the plane and train journey and she felt sick to her stomach with everything that was happening there. However she didn't have any choice but to return, with no money stored away having had her accommodation, food and expenses paid overseas by the company she didn't have two pennies to rub tougher until they sorted a new living situation for her.

Susan was stuck in this godforsaken place and she wanted to get out of it before she'd even returned.

Susan sat in the brightly lit office at the base of Wayne Enterprises main building alongside many other confused looking individuals all with slight sun kissed skin like herself. Plucked from paradise and sent straight to the pits of hell. She looked around the minimalist surroundings at the obscure blocky art on the wall accompanied by the glass tables and one solitary wilting plant in the window, the place was grey and devoid of colour unlike her paradise in the sun and she felt her heart fall another inch or two at the thought of what she'd left behind.

Everyone in the waiting room was eventually led into a board room and seated in hard leather chairs as they were presented the future of their lives in a PowerPoint presentation under false lighting. It became apparent that her division was to be split up across the expanse of WE, some of them were to work internally and some externally. At the end of the presentation they were handed brown A4 packs which would outline their tasks for the upcoming year and then led out of the office and forced on their way.

Susan's pack had been disappointing and mundane against her skills; a new system was being implemented in the GCPD, a high security system for tracking cases. Having worked on security previously, headed and trained a team over in Kuala Lumpur she'd been the obvious and only choice to place in the position but she had hoped for an internal position, not to be shoved straight into the lions den without a clue what was really going on in this place.

There were still a lot of unanswered questions the presentation had left and Susan was desperate to know their answers; she collared the receptionist on the way out with a bombardment of things including wages and living and was disappointed to hear that they would all be given a meagre living expenses allowance and a normal wage which would be paid in a months time. Susan's tired mind had snapped and she'd argued with the woman, whose fault it clearly hadn't been, then found herself sat outside on the wall by the fountain crying into her hands wondering how things had been so right a few days ago and now so hopeless today.

After a while she wiped her red face and pulled out her company cell phone, the only good thing to come out the meeting, she breathed deeply and called her family home for the first time in years. A woman answered the phone and Susan asked for her father, the woman on the phone was silent for a matter of moments and then replied that they were now the owners of the house and that they had been for some time, the woman explained that her parents had been killed in a shooting a few years back and Susan cut the line.

Overhead the skies were blackening and night was drawing in quickly, the anxious citizens of the city darted about eager to get back to their homes and families, oblivious to the broken woman sat solitary and silent, lost and giving up, just like everyone in this black pit.