Too bad she took it out on me by breaking my arms, and legs. Before I passed out I listened to Batgirl's mewlings about how killing's wrong. that girl makes me sick.
She denies her true heritage while at least Vella seems to be embracing hers, even smirking as she maimed me. What was even more disgusting as I lay here in the Vault's infirmary was seeing Nightwing act all brotherly like he's actually related to her.
I can't hear what she's saying probably some spiel about how she's a good girl or congratulating her on bringing me, Match, and his girlfriend (who needs a name besides Evil Wondergirl) down.
How I want to wipe that smug look off his face as he looks at me helpless. Yes all you "heroes” sleep well at night knowing I'm locked away in the Vault. Just know this; I will get out. The Vault isn't the Negative Zone prison I will be free, and I will kill again.
