Fears warped by hate

Gale as a teetotaler never had a drink of alcohol in her life until Stormfront invaded her mind. She found alcohol dulled Stormfront's influence, but it was a double-edged sword too much and Stormfront gained even more influence. To pay for college Gale worked in a bar and even became a mixologist. She found the best whiskey she knew of and filled to glasses. She poured herself a virgin bloody mary, substituting pickle juice.

"I am not a hypocrite. I am a nurse and I have a patient. My feelings don't, they can't supersede my responsibilities to my patient. When I worked for Vought there was one thing I learned, you keep Supes happy or else. Since I didn't come here in a car and I am not going to carry my patient over my shoulder somewhere and you two seem to not be inclined to leave, I have to put aside my feelings for the benefit of the patient, thus the other part of my old job must be followed. Starlight said she wanted a drink, so Starlight gets a drink." She finishes her drink in one gulp. "As for my feelings about Supes, I have seen what Supes do to each other, Blindspot for example. No one would say what happened to him but from the damage, it was clearly a Supe. Then he disappeared not long after. I have treated humans who were the victims of Supes. My entire medical career was treating victims of has either been treating Supe victims, Supes abusing themselves in one way or another, or the fat cats of Vaught. I had colleagues disappear for the slightest transgression, some of which only existed in the Supe's head. Then there is the fact Stormfront somehow infected me and ruined my life. Now Supes have taken over the fucking government, usurping the will of the people. I don't hate Supes, you bloody fucking terrify me. Stormfront took my fears twisted them, warped them, and contorted them into something I don't recognize anymore. When I look in the mirror that isn't me anymore. My reflection doesn't belong to me." She stared into her glass. "My eyes used to be the same color but after Stormfront, the left one darkened to look exactly like hers. My hair used to be all one color now I have black highlights. The black used to be a small patch, but it's spreading. One day none of this hair will be mine I fear, it will all belong to her." Every time she referenced Stormfront the words were overflowing with venom and hatred. "The only thing I see in the mirror is that monster." She crushed the glass in her hand as she said monster.

She needed the subject to change. "What is the FBSA?" The only thing she could think of it was some strange band name and this girl was a groupie, a little old for a groupie but it was the only thing that made sense to her.