"You should never have trusted the Joker."
"Hah?" Valisera gasped, her mind spinning in a vortex of madness.
"Who would trust a thief? Who would trust a killer, for hell's sake?" Kyle leaned slightly to look into her broken crimson eyes.
"You're stupid, Valisera. A stupid teenager dazzled by her cosmic power, who thought subjugating a demonic entity meant she could control humans. You believed absolute power was everything. And that hiding my secret under your wing would keep me a loyal and useful pawn."
Kyle smiled — a smile that shattered the last wall of his humanity.
"Thank you. You helped me a lot. Thanks to you, and to your arrogance that made you accept a weak recruit into Alpha Squad so you could toy with him… I joined the FBI. And thanks to you, here I am, at the bottom of the hospital you wanted to destroy."
Valisera's eyes widened as if they would pop out of their sockets.
"You… you planned this… from the beginning?"
