#nat's va

Entity: This is just getting pathetic. Crane’s only by your side because you’re just useful! Nothing more! He’ll toss you aside just like everyone else, he doesn’t care! Do you really think he cares about your wellbeing?!! He feels NOTHING towards ANYONE, that includes YOU!! He’s not your best friend, so stop trying to get attached towards someone who DOESN’T CARE!!

Bea: Shut up!! Why the hell should I trust you, you cancerous hypocrite?!! You say that he doesn’t care, but what about you?!! What sort of benefit have you shown towards me?!!

Entity: ...I’m trying to help you, child. I’m trying to keep you alive, preventing you from experiencing abandonment again. The more you get close to him, the more likely it is for him to exploit that.

Bea: He isn’t--

Entity: A bad person? *scoffs* Since when did YOU grow soft?

Bea: …

Entity: You’re trying so hard to have him help you. It’s cute, really...and pathetic. I told you before, haven’t I? No matter how hard you try to call for help, I’ll be there to stop you.

Bea: I’m not afraid of you...

Entity: Oh, I HIGHLY doubt that. Just because he’s by your side, it doesn’t mean that you can get rid of me!

Bea: *chuckles* No...but that doesn’t mean I won’t fight back. And I’ll be MORE than happy to give you a reason to be afraid of me.

Entity: *scoffs* How cute...Somehow being around him makes you...brave...But...let’s test your bravado, *deep voice* shall we?!!

*The Entity picks Bea up by her neck. Bea struggles to breathe*

Entity: *deep voice* Don’t EVER think you can get rid of ME!! I will END you!!

Bea: If I die...then you cease...to exist...

Entity: ...

*The Entity drops Bea onto the ground as she coughs and gasps for air*

Entity: *normal voice*...Do you really think that can be used as leverage against me...?

Bea: What’s wrong...? Afraid of no longer being in control?

*Bea lets out a bored sigh*

Bea: How many times are you going to try and interview me? It’s going nowhere, and you know it.

Doctor: I only want t--

Bea: To help me because you care about my well-being. Yes, I’ve heard that a hundred times before from other doctors, and I’m certain to hear it a hundred times more. Among the lectures that came after, becoming nothing more than meaningless repetition. But that didn’t really do that any good in my case, did it, doctor?

Doctor: Do you really hold very little regard of others around you, Miss Crawford?

Bea: I don’t know, doctor...Do you really care about the patients you interview?

Doctor: Why do you--?

Bea: Why do I ask? Well, let’s see...Let’s start with the fact that you said, “Why do I get stuck with these freaks?” I’m not deaf, doctor. Actually, I can hear perfectly clear after my little...experiment gone wrong. But I digress. It seems like the pay is good if you keep trying to interview us. Just like every doctor here.

Doctor: That’s enough, Miss Crawford.

*Bea laughs*

Bea: Why? Because you can’t handle the truth? Or would you prefer the lies?

Doctor: I said that’s enough!

Bea: Oh you poor, pathetic thing...since when were YOU the one in control? The ones who are in control are those who keep their composure in a situation, watching the other fall apart. And you failed to do just that. So think very carefully about your next move, doctor. You wouldn’t let some manipulative MONSTER win...would you?

*Bea lets out a dark chuckle*

Doctor: ...That’s...enough for today...Guards!

Bea: I have one last thing to say before I go…

Doctor: Wh-what...?

*Eliza and a Doctor walk towards Bea’s room*

Eliza: I know my sister, she wouldn’t deliberately attack someone.

*the Doctor laughs*

Eliza: What’s so funny?

Doctor: Beatrix Crawford has done NUMEROUS of things. Whatever you think of her now, get that out of your head. She’s not innocent or pure. We have visual evidence to prove that.

Eliza: You can say whatever you want. I still believe she’s a good person...

Doctor: Whatever you say...Just remember; I won’t be in the room with you, but if anything happens, I’ll call security.

Eliza: Fine...

*they stop at Bea’s door*

Doctor: We’re here.

*the Eliza unlocks the door with her keycard and the door opens*

Eliza: Bea...?

Bea: ...Why the hell are YOU here...?

Eliza: I want to help you. I--

*Bea laughs from her statement*

Bea: HELP me? It took you two fucking decades to finally decide to help me? Need I remind you that all of this is YOUR FAULT?!!

Eliza: Bea--

Bea: You know...you and Batman are SO much alike when it boils down to one thing; BOTH of you failed to save me. You may be the prodigal daughter, but the only thing you failed at being is a good sister. And I don’t NEED your empty apologies or your false sympathies. I’m what you, Batman, mom, dad, EVERYONE made me, and you can’t take that back!! I’m the MONSTER you CREATED!!

Eliza: *on the verge of tears*...Bea, I had no idea. I-I--

Bea: You had no idea?! You had no fucking idea of the hell that I WENT THROUGH?!! I gave you one fucking job; to take care of Luna while I was away!! You could’ve stopped dad from killing her, mom from fucking COOKING HER!! Both of them from...from...You took away my only source of happiness, and you’re just so damn delusional that I’m okay when I’m not!! Open your fucking eyes, Liza, and stop acting like everything’s fine!! Mom and dad love you, but I’m the child that they didn’t want.

Eliza: I--

Bea: Just leave me alone. That seems to be the only thing you’re good at.

Eliza: You think I didn’t TRY?!! I BEGGED them to leave her alone!! I did EVERYTHING!!

*The Entity takes over*

Entity: But I suppose that wasn’t good enough, was it, Elizabeth? ...Is that fear I see in your eyes? Oh, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m called...Shatter. A pleasure to meet you.

Doctor: Dr. Crawford, are you alright?

Eliza: I-I...I--

Shatter: Oh, she’s just fine. She’s only paralyzed with fear, realizing the mistakes she placed upon her sister. Now then...shall we have some fun together~?

Doctor: I’ll call security and--

Eliza: That won’t be necessary.

*Eliza quickly takes out a syringe and injects Shatter with it. Shatter passes out.*

Entity: Mm...That Lyle Bolton is a bit narcisistic...I’m just surprised that no one managed to take his life yet.

Bea: Probably because they’re afraid of him.

Entity: And yet somehow you’re brave enough to talk down to him.

Bea: I’d rather fight than to hold my own tongue towards those who are irritating. Bolton is no exception.

Entity: Even if he evesdrops on our conversation?

*Bea glances at the camera at the corner of her cell as she chuckles*

Bea: Let him hear, then. He can’t touch me either way, not after that little incident. He knows what I can do. Besides...if he’s actually dumb enough to strike, I’ll be MORE than happy to retaliate. I’m not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of him. Simple as that. It’d be cute to see him try, though.

Entity: And I will be there to aid you...