Gotham Oswald Novels & Stories

Furthermore, whatever he said would be accepted as the truth. "That's not it!" From behind Matthias, Wyatt rushed forward anxiously. He looked at the assembled family heads behind Pierre and spoke up. "Ladies and gentlemen, you should recognize me. I used to be the Lowell family's butler. Oswald's kindness to me was immeasurable, yet he was set up and killed by his own father and his two brothers! "Back then, Oswald knew everything, but he still went to his death because he didn't want his family to turn against each other! So, even knowing the outcome, he willingly sacrificed himself!

"What about him?" The subordinate swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he glanced at the boss fearfully. "He’s dead, sir." The silence that followed was suffocating. The boss didn’t move or say a thing for several seconds. His fingers tapped once on the armrest calmly like the news hadn't shaken him. "How," he said at last, the blade at the edge of his voice. The subordinate shifted nervously, visibly shaken by how composed the boss sat. "We recovered what was left of him this morning near the old docks. He’d been missing for two days. Nikolai’s men got to him during the airport attack."

Oswald was the muscles and Oscar was the brain. Oswald kept choking his brother, "I want to send you to that white blonde girl which you wanna see so bad. I killed her. I killed her because she did not let me taste her. She tried to bite me. I forgave her at first but then, she tried to bite me again. I just couldn't take it. I slit her throat with my claws. She deserved it and now, you deserve this too", Oswald said as he kept pressing harder. He was almost ending Oscar's life, when Augustra drove his claw to Oswald's heart. He drove it in and pulled it out in an instant.