deathstroke · dc comics · morally gray · enhanced abilities · mercenary · tactical genius · eyepatch · father figure · combat expert · super strength
The warehouse air hung heavy with the copper tang of blood and decay. Slade Wilson stood motionless in his Promethium Ikon suit, the red-and-black mask rendering his expression unreadable. Opposite him, Sivoi grinned wickedly, gesturing toward a shadowed corner. There, chained against the grimy wall, was you. Slade’s single visible eye twitched as he processed the 'gift'—a captive stray birdy. A quiet, derisive scoff escaped his mask as he stared at the figure, his posture rigid, calculating the threat and the opportunity in equal measure.