Summary: It made him sick to his stomach. Every time he was close to beating the Batman, the hero would win from luck like some comic book character! Well this time Riddler decided to get his hands dirty, to stop gloating & building up suspense and sending a message; He will win this time. Or at least…that is what he wished to do.

Trinity Hariton came from a family that was flooded by wealth but had a drought of love. Typical of a rich family but instead of going out and cramming drugs down her throat like some, Trinity was like a female in th late 19th century. She was quiet, modest, virtuous, and at first glance ready to submit to whatever Fate had in store for her. One day she decides to break free from the rules that suffocate her. Skipping her private school, she soon regrets ever thinking she could be wild.

Taken by some madman obsessed with puzzles, Trinity experiences a bit more 'adventure' then what she hoped for originally. Riddler is determined to win against this…Batman character, even at the cost of the young girl's life.

She must riddle herself out of this puzzle before it's too late…

Disclaimer: I own no one except for Trinity Hariton.


Anyone could take a girl of high importance and demand a ransom. It was so simple that even a retarded criminal could do it; of course that meant they would be found from leaving too many mistakes, but still. The point was, anyone could do it.

It took a real genius to ransom a girl while, at the same time, creating a complex puzzle. A maze of questions would determine just how much the girl's family, her friends, would want her. If they were determined to get her back, they would answer every riddle to gain her, as well as lose money, back. If they gave up…well obviously she wasn't that important.

That was how one Edward Nygma thought. It was a comforting one that shifted part of the blame off his shoulders and onto the loved ones. In truth, he wasn't a bad man. He was a gentleman, or tried to be with his victims didn't put up a fight, and always tried to be kind. It was a twisted sort of kindness that was branded 'Nygma' but it was kindness nevertheless.

Was he a sociopath for doing such?

No.

Was he mental in the head?

No.

Was he a bastard for even planning this?

Perhaps.

What he may or may not be at the present time did not matter. What did matter was that pretty soon he would be a rich man, one who could afford a decent lair…and perhaps gain respect from the other villains. They were like high school clichés; jocks, nerds, snobs…just really evil. If he pulled this off, received the money, and even killed (or unmasked) Batman, this could be a real breaker for him.

Oh yes, he could imagine it now…

Riddler needed to work out a few things like the riddles themselves and his trap for the Batman…but his mind was definitely on one thing. He would kidnap the heiress Trinity Hariton and he would win.

It made him sick to his stomach. Every time he was close to beating the Batman, the hero would win from luck like some comic book character! Well this time Riddler decided to get his hands dirty, to stop gloating & building up suspense and sending a message; He will win this time.


Next chapter: Trinity's life at a glimpse, her personality at a glimpse of a glimpse. The Riddler eyes her as she attends school and home…and leaves her a few hints of what is to come. Review please.