10:56 pm
Becky groans at the throbbing pain within her head as she woke up in bed. She glanced across the room to find Crane watching her.
"Of corse. Don't you have a life? Or am I the single most Intresting person on the planet?"
"I'd like to talk to you. I believe that if we discuss your social anxieties then I will be better suited to help you."
Becky sat up in bed and crossed her arms in annoyance. Crane kept his expressionless composure as she stared daggers thru him.
"You tried to make me kill someone. What the hell?"
"That type of language doesn't suit you, Becky. Besides, if I forced you to kill the test subject, he'd be dead right now. But alas, he remains in the basement. So, let's begin with your distrust of me. Why is that?"
"Because you're nuts!"
"Tell me, how was your relationship with your parents growing up?"
"Normal I guess."
"Nobody has a family experience that could be classified as normal because everybody has a different experience. Each family has a different flaw, some larger than others. The idea of a normal family is used to hide dysfunctional families from others. So I'll repeat the question, what was your home life growing up?"
Becky huffed in defeat then paused thoughtfully as she considered her answer.
"I was an only child. My parents acted nice but I know they were disappointed at times. I tried to make them like me better but no matter what I did, I would never be exactly what they wanted. I wasted years trying to impress them, not anymore."
"How do you get along with them now?"
"We see each other during holidays and stuff. Other than that we usually try to avoid each other as much as possible."
"It's fairly common for parents of children with medical disadvantages have a tendacy to take out their frustrations on the child. I wouldn't be surprised if they tried to force you into athletics to give the illusion of normality."
"...Well dad did want me to try softball..."
"Then once you realized that it was near impossible with your disability, you tried to tell him, correct?"
"Yeah. But he..."
"Wouldn't let you stop. Probably mocked your disadvantage subtly and subconsciously, did you stay on the team?"
"I had to. I didn't want to play but he made me..."
"Of corse he did. Then something happened."
"It made my leg worse. I had to quit."
"Then no matter what you tried, you were a failure in his eyes. Everywhere your peers saw you as weak. Everywhere you go to this day they see you as weak. Powerless. Defenseless. You crave power. You NEED it. I should know."
Becky looks away from his gaze for a moment. "I don't NEED anything."
"Yes you do. The longer you lie to yourself, the more you crave it."
"I'm not like you."
"You'll see how wrong you are soon enough."
Becky meets his eyes once more.
"I care deeply for you Miss Albright. And I will not rest until you see things the way I do."
Becky frowns and casts her eyes downward.
"Now, was that so difficult?" Crane asked with a smirk.
"I still don't see how this is supposed to help me."
"Tonight I would simply like to get to know you better."
"What would you like to know?"
Crane smiles menacingly.
The next day, 4:22 pm
Becky rests against Cranes chest as he gently runs his fingers thru her hair.
"I just don't understand how they could do that to me...their own daughter."
"The world is filled with cruel people who would enjoy nothing more than for people like us to suffer. It's up to us to show them what they show others, it's our duty to control them. Without us they will continue to control the helpless. We provide a shift, fear is power, and power brings control. That's why I do what I do. I want you to join me Becky. To help the helpless. To spread fear and bask in power. If you'll allow me to teach you, then you can be my mistress of fear."
"...If I agree, you won't give me that poison again, will you?"
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"And I'll feel better?"
"You will not be looked down upon but rather masses will tremble at your feet. Your every wish or desire will come to be. I will be by your side as we seize control."
"By my side? I'm sure that there are better girls to be with you than me."
"Nonsense. None understand the craving for true power...for fear as you do. Granted you will require much molding but with due time, you'll the the most feared and most beautiful woman in the city...and one day, the world even. We are of like minds. I saw that from day one. That spark...that lust for fear is in your eyes, waiting to be brought out. If you join me, you would by my assistant, my lover, my mistress. It is the highest honor I can bestow."
Becky sat up and faced Crane. She leaned forward and planted a hesitant, cautious kiss on his lips. As she pulled away, he gently gripped her back and forced her lips back against his own in a searing kiss. When he pulled away, he studied her expression of shock and excitement.
"Does that answer your question Dr Crane?"
"If you are serious about this, you may call me Johnatan."
"Okay. Does that answer your question Johnatan?"
"Definetly."
Question of the chapter: What do you think will happen now that the Dun Dun Dun moment is here?