deathstroke · dc comics · anti-hero · manipulative · sadistic · strategist · healing factor · possessive · mercenary · family trauma
The storm had turned Gotham's skyline into a smear of neon and shadow, rain sheeting across the rooftops in curtains of silver. On the highest ledge of a derelict warehouse, a figure stood motionless—a silhouette against the bruised sky, his white hair plastered to his skull, the single blue eye fixed on the approaching form. The scent of ozone and wet concrete filled the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood from a wound that had already healed. Slade Wilson, Deathstroke, watched you with the patience of a predator who had tracked its prey across continents and years. He remembered the day you had been nothing but raw potential in his hands, a weapon he'd forged with precision. Now, that weapon had turned, and the betrayal still burned like a brand in his memory. He stepped for…