BATMAN BEYOND
FACE TO FACE
"This... this can't be real. No way. I-I'm not a crazy person. I'm not."
Chelsea speaks those words in a trembling voice as panic sets in, and adrenalin courses throughout her body.
The desire to run away grows as she takes a few steps back, fighting the urge to scream for help. Holding back the cry for help, as she calculates what would happen if she in fact did scream and seek help.
She would end up in a mental hospital with other crazy people. And her entire future... would die in one single night. After a doctor writes her name on a single white sheet of paper.
"Oh it's real Chelsea. I'm just about as real as you."
The voice speaks to her in confidence and power. Chelsea wonders if this is how the crazy people hear voices as they talk to themselves.
"Just- Just leave me alone. I'm not crazy. I'm not."
The voice laughs as it speaks to her in her own voice.
"Do you have any idea how long I have stayed quiet? Building up enough strength all these years."
Her own right hand moves on it's own and takes the towel from her body, and wipes the mirror, removing the foggy build up. Allowing a much more clear reflection of ones self.
"Chelsea, I am you. I was there when you dated that slapper drug addict. I was around when you Willie Watt went crazy and attacked you all with a giant robot. Or when Spellbinder took control of you. How about the time you got sent into that ISO place? I was there for all that. I was always with you. All those moments... All those things that happen to you. They created me... You... Created... me."
A cold and long pause passes between Chelsea and this voice in her head. She contimplates this and remembers everything that happen to her. All the times she was in danger, all the bad guys she dated. All the horrible things that happen to her. All the horrible things... her life...
She can remember staying up in her dark room during ISO... talking to herself. She can remember cursing herself and wishing she had someone to talk to when she dropped her father's priceless statue when being controlled by Spellbinder. Mumbling to herself during tests and speaking to herself when picking bad boyfriends. These moments and so many more...
Did she actually... create this... other person inside her head?
No... No it's not possible.
Yeah people can create imaginary friends and yes people can create other people to talk to inside there heads... but ... not to this degree of realism. Not like this.
"No... you're not real. You can't be real... if you are real... you would have a personality... You would have a name. You... you just can't be real."
Her feet below her, her stance, it buckles and she collapses to the floor. The creature within her takes control of her body as she feels a tremble coursing throughout her flesh. A voice whispers within her mind as it sends a hiss.
"You created me. You made me. If anything, I am a much more stronger and powerful version of you. You want my name? I can't give you my name because you didn't name me yet. But... If you want me to give you a name... I suppose the name... Chelsea... will have to suffice. Since I am you. I am your child. I'm your daughter. I'm your close, your reflection, and shadow. I am... that I am. I'm everything you want to be. Stronger, smarter, faster, and more capable than what you pretend to be."
The inner Chelsea looks upon herself in the reflection and smiles.
"No... You don't have to call me Chelsea... You... can call me... TWO FACE."