"I do hate you mother for good reason you left with him and turned me into a experiment for his fear gas,The last time I was awake form his horrid nightmares was when I was
eight years old...I haven't been happy since forever...all because of you..." Nicholas spoke into the phone letting the hate rise up inside of him.

"You could have killed father and take me away...but I know why you didn't because you loved her more then me...and you wanted to take care of her with that bastard Wayne...But I want to know something..." Nicholas said taking a deep breath before speaking again.

"Do you still love me?Was I not important to you?" He said in a now quiet voice to her last question he had become a spitting image of his father much to her dispair.