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Gotham City. A world without a Batman, but also a world that has met the return of an old foe. A man named Slade.*

Fifty years ago, when the legendary Teen Titans were at their youngest, Slade was one of their first enemies. A mysterious man with unknown reasons for his actions, Slade came very close to taking over the world of organized crime time after time, only to always be stopped by the Titans.

However, during a battle with Titan member Raven's father, Trigon, a deal was struck between the Titans and Slade which eventually led to the super villian being defeated. That was the last time the world had known the hand of Slade. Until now...

Terry McGinnes, the man formerly known as Batman, simply refuses to face the world that is before him. After Azrael's attack, he simply couldn't suit up for the sake of his family. Not yet...

In the present day, with his new apprentice, the Outsider known as the Ravager, Slade has left his impression on Gotham City, leading to the already crippled by crime city feeling even more overwhelmed. However, in a trip to San Fransisco, Robin and nightwing were able to reunite the original Titans: Victor Stone (Cyborg), Changling (Beast Boy), Raven, and Starfire. Together, they have returned to their forever headquarters, ready to face the man who changed their lives forever so long ago...Slade Wilson.

The Titans are together again, for what may be the last time...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Together they stand , side by side, facing the giant letter T that they used to call home. Abandoned long ago, and recently taken in by their nemesis, the Titans stand ready for anything.

Robin, caught in the moment, was the one to rush over to the front door, turning the knob, and being greeted with the front door being kicked in his face, throwing Robin back as Slade steps out, ready for them.

"Hello Titans. I see time was not good to you...well...most of you."

The moment Nightwing sees that black and orange mask, something snaps inside of him. Fighting sticks in hand, Nightwing leaps forward and tries to immediatly lay him out, Slade almost supernaturally blocking and dodging ever most, until he lays Nightwing out himself with a well placed backfist.

"Come now...you'd think the apprentices of Batman would have some sort of umph to them...well, the REAL Batman, that is."

Vic was next, holding his hand up as for the first time in years, he accessed his sonic cannon. Aimed directly at Slade, Vic fires only to find Slade dive directly over it, dropping his feet on Vic's arm, disabling the cannon, before elbowing him right in the face.

"Chairman and CEO of a million dollar corporation, and yet, you allowed yourself to get weak. Ironic."

Garfield Logan, in the form of a green snake, was next, wrapping around Slade's neck, then immediatl transformed into a grizzley bear, only for Slade to take his arm and slam him down, focing Gar to return back to his original form, with Slade dropping his elbow on his chest.

"A medicore actor with no speaking rolls taking me on...how did you really think that was going to work out, Logan?"

With a violent warrior's howl, Starfire struck down, just in time for Slade to dodge her lightning fast moves. Star blasts and punches fly until finally, Slade snatches both of Starfire's airs and nails her with a violent headbutt.

"Your strongest one, falling before my feet. Age clearly does not benefit you..."

"Azarath Metrio---"

Slade's hand imemdiatly came over Raven's mouth, her eyes widening in shock as Slade shakes his head.

"None of that from you. It would certainly damage my plans..."

Nightwing and Robin slowly got back to their feet, asking Slade how he somehow became so powerful. So much stronger with age.

"The answer is simply, my former apprentice. Simply put...I am an immortal. Long ago, I met a man who changed me forever. After our little 'team up' against Trigon, I met a man named Ras Al Ghul who took me for a little...dip. Suddenly, Im a whole new man..."

"I don't care what new powers you have, Slade. We'll beat you...like we always do!"

"Not this time, Grayson. After all, Im not Slade anymore. I have a new title. A title you can refer to me by now. I am your destiny. Your mercenary. I am Deathstroke!"

The Titans knew that if they were going to beat Deathstroke, they would need to work together. And yet still, it did not seem to be enough. he was too fast. Too quick. he was a whole new man. Finally, the Titans were on their knees, Slade standing before Nightwing with his sword at hand, raising it up.

"I always knew I would be your end, Grayson. it was inevitable."

Without warning, something struck Deathstrokes back. he turned in shock to see something he did not anticipate...The Flash, Tempest, and Bumblebee stood together with members of the Outsiders, all ready to throw down with Slade. Even Ravager stood tall, thanks to LexCorp getting the nanites out of ehr system. Flash simply crossed his arms and smirked.

"Once a Titan, always a Titan..."

Practically at once, every costumed hero there attacked Slade, getting in shot after shot as Slade was pushed to his limit, but began pushing back. Knowing that he was outnumbered, Deathstroke called in dozens of his andorid henchmen, evening the numbers. As the others were distracted, ngihtwing stood up, aching and broken, but still not down for the count.

"You and me, Slade...one last time."

It was the battle decades in the making. Both pushed to their limits. They were now more then simply enemies. They were two sides of the same coin. Dick Grayson and Slade Wilson. Robin and Slade. Nightwing and Deathstroke. They knew that this would be their final battle.

With the power and strength that can only be made up with years of training, it was almost an artform. No moves were wasted, no time for hesitation. Finally, at one point during the fight, Nightwing struck at Slade's helmet, shattering it, and finally revealing his one-eyed face which astonished Slade. He began to cower, but Nightwing showed no remorse. Each strike was harder then the last until he was down on the ground, Nightwing striking again and again, until his gloved fist was tattered and bloody.

"I should kill you...you took my childhood. Our childhood! You wanted to break us! For what? Power? Control? WHY!?"

"Because...my apprentice....I could."

Anger and rage flowing through Nightwing's eyes, he raised his hand, ready to give the killing blow, until the hand of Robin caught his wrist.

"It's not worth it, Nightwing. He's not worth it..."

Slowly, common sense returned to Nightwing as the authorities arrived, watching as the rest of the former Titans did away with the remaining androids. Slade was taken into custody as the Titans finally stood together in victory. Starfire slowly approached Nightwing, whow as looking out to the waters in the distance, thinking.

"You showed great restraint in not killing Slade, Dick."

"But Robin stopped me..."

"You stopped you...there is something you taught me when I was a girl that I still hold dear. Anyone can fight. Its restraint and knowing when not to fight that makes a warrior truly noble."

"Starfire...Kori...about what I did....I am so sorry. I can never expect you to forgive me for what I did to you."

Starfire smiled softly and slid her hand along Nightwing's cheek, slowly removing his mask and gave him a passionate kiss.

"Perhaps that boy I fell in love with a long time ago is still inside of you somewhere."

"Perhaps together, we can find him..."

Starfire slid his hand into Nightwing's

"Perhaps."

As the Titans laugh and celebrate their victory inside the former Titans Tower, Robin cannot help but consider how much potential the tower had. How much the world still needed Titans. Looking around, at the friends that ended up forming a family, he found himself embraced by these 'strangers' as Vic presented Robin with his own T communicator.

"You're one of us now, Jack. Consider yourself an honorary Titan."

Tears welling up in his eyes, seeing Nighting, Starfire, Changling, Vic, Raven, and the others smiling down at him, Robin could only embrace the happiness and acceptance he was feeling, throw his fist up, and say two simply words of joy.

"Boo-Yah!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

EPILOGUE:

Hands placed in restraints, Slade found himself being led through a prison that was unlike any others on Riker's Island. It was a heavy duty prison, consisting of those who would be superhuman. The faces looking back at him, old school supervillians who were beaten time after time, all too old to be part of this jail. Until finally, he met his roommates.

In a private sector, he came face to face with individuals he could not believe he was seeing. As Slade was having his cuffs removed, he watched as a that looked VERY familiar in a matching orange jumpsuit offered Slade his hand, introducing himself and his friends.

"You must be Slade Wilson. We were told you would be joining us. My name is Clark. That's John, the other J'onn, Diana, Shayera, and our old friend, Galatea."

"You guys look awefully familiar."

"It seems like the seven of us have a mutual friend. Ras Al Ghul?"

"So what? Riker's decided to put together a 'we were screwed by Ras Al Ghul society?"

"Before his death, Ras had his hand inside the prison systems, bringing us together here for some sort of 'back up plan' he had in mind. From what I hear, we are considered to be 'Plan C'."

"So what? We're supposed to be some kinda...Justice Lords 2.0?"

"The Justice Lords was a trial and error concept. Once we meet 'the leader', we're supposed to be something else."

"Like a team?"

"More like...a Syndicate."

-The End

Description
Gotham City. A world without a Batman, but also a world that has met the return of an old foe. A man named Slade.*

Fifty years ago, when the legendary Teen Titans were at their youngest, Slade was one of their first enemies. A mysterious man with unknown reasons for his actions, Slade came very close to taking over the world of organized crime time after time, only to always be stopped by the Titans.

However, during a battle with Titan member Raven's father, Trigon, a deal was struck between the Titans and Slade which eventually led to the super villian being defeated. That was the last time the world had known the hand of Slade. Until now...

Terry McGinnes, the man formerly known as Batman, simply refuses to face the world that is before him. After Azrael's attack, he simply couldn't suit up for the sake of his family. Not yet...

In the present day, with his new apprentice, the Outsider known as the Ravager, Slade has left his impression on Gotham City, leading to the already crippled by crime city feeling even more overwhelmed. However, in a trip to San Fransisco, Robin and nightwing were able to reunite the original Titans: Victor Stone (Cyborg), Changling (Beast Boy), Raven, and Starfire. Together, they have returned to their forever headquarters, ready to face the man who changed their lives forever so long ago...Slade Wilson.

The Titans are together again, for what may be the last time...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Together they stand , side by side, facing the giant letter T that they used to call home. Abandoned long ago, and recently taken in by their nemesis, the Titans stand ready for anything.

Robin, caught in the moment, was the one to rush over to the front door, turning the knob, and being greeted with the front door being kicked in his face, throwing Robin back as Slade steps out, ready for them.

"Hello Titans. I see time was not good to you...well...most of you."

The moment Nightwing sees that black and orange mask, something snaps inside of him. Fighting sticks in hand, Nightwing leaps forward and tries to immediatly lay him out, Slade almost supernaturally blocking and dodging ever most, until he lays Nightwing out himself with a well placed backfist.

"Come now...you'd think the apprentices of Batman would have some sort of umph to them...well, the REAL Batman, that is."

Vic was next, holding his hand up as for the first time in years, he accessed his sonic cannon. Aimed directly at Slade, Vic fires only to find Slade dive directly over it, dropping his feet on Vic's arm, disabling the cannon, before elbowing him right in the face.

"Chairman and CEO of a million dollar corporation, and yet, you allowed yourself to get weak. Ironic."

Garfield Logan, in the form of a green snake, was next, wrapping around Slade's neck, then immediatl transformed into a grizzley bear, only for Slade to take his arm and slam him down, focing Gar to return back to his original form, with Slade dropping his elbow on his chest.

"A medicore actor with no speaking rolls taking me on...how did you really think that was going to work out, Logan?"

With a violent warrior's howl, Starfire struck down, just in time for Slade to dodge her lightning fast moves. Star blasts and punches fly until finally, Slade snatches both of Starfire's airs and nails her with a violent headbutt.

"Your strongest one, falling before my feet. Age clearly does not benefit you..."

"Azarath Metrio---"

Slade's hand imemdiatly came over Raven's mouth, her eyes widening in shock as Slade shakes his head.

"None of that from you. It would certainly damage my plans..."

Nightwing and Robin slowly got back to their feet, asking Slade how he somehow became so powerful. So much stronger with age.

"The answer is simply, my former apprentice. Simply put...I am an immortal. Long ago, I met a man who changed me forever. After our little 'team up' against Trigon, I met a man named Ras Al Ghul who took me for a little...dip. Suddenly, Im a whole new man..."

"I don't care what new powers you have, Slade. We'll beat you...like we always do!"

"Not this time, Grayson. After all, Im not Slade anymore. I have a new title. A title you can refer to me by now. I am your destiny. Your mercenary. I am Deathstroke!"

The Titans knew that if they were going to beat Deathstroke, they would need to work together. And yet still, it did not seem to be enough. he was too fast. Too quick. he was a whole new man. Finally, the Titans were on their knees, Slade standing before Nightwing with his sword at hand, raising it up.

"I always knew I would be your end, Grayson. it was inevitable."

Without warning, something struck Deathstrokes back. he turned in shock to see something he did not anticipate...The Flash, Tempest, and Bumblebee stood together with members of the Outsiders, all ready to throw down with Slade. Even Ravager stood tall, thanks to LexCorp getting the nanites out of ehr system. Flash simply crossed his arms and smirked.

"Once a Titan, always a Titan..."

Practically at once, every costumed hero there attacked Slade, getting in shot after shot as Slade was pushed to his limit, but began pushing back. Knowing that he was outnumbered, Deathstroke called in dozens of his andorid henchmen, evening the numbers. As the others were distracted, ngihtwing stood up, aching and broken, but still not down for the count.

"You and me, Slade...one last time."

It was the battle decades in the making. Both pushed to their limits. They were now more then simply enemies. They were two sides of the same coin. Dick Grayson and Slade Wilson. Robin and Slade. Nightwing and Deathstroke. They knew that this would be their final battle.

With the power and strength that can only be made up with years of training, it was almost an artform. No moves were wasted, no time for hesitation. Finally, at one point during the fight, Nightwing struck at Slade's helmet, shattering it, and finally revealing his one-eyed face which astonished Slade. He began to cower, but Nightwing showed no remorse. Each strike was harder then the last until he was down on the ground, Nightwing striking again and again, until his gloved fist was tattered and bloody.

"I should kill you...you took my childhood. Our childhood! You wanted to break us! For what? Power? Control? WHY!?"

"Because...my apprentice....I could."

Anger and rage flowing through Nightwing's eyes, he raised his hand, ready to give the killing blow, until the hand of Robin caught his wrist.

"It's not worth it, Nightwing. He's not worth it..."

Slowly, common sense returned to Nightwing as the authorities arrived, watching as the rest of the former Titans did away with the remaining androids. Slade was taken into custody as the Titans finally stood together in victory. Starfire slowly approached Nightwing, whow as looking out to the waters in the distance, thinking.

"You showed great restraint in not killing Slade, Dick."

"But Robin stopped me..."

"You stopped you...there is something you taught me when I was a girl that I still hold dear. Anyone can fight. Its restraint and knowing when not to fight that makes a warrior truly noble."

"Starfire...Kori...about what I did....I am so sorry. I can never expect you to forgive me for what I did to you."

Starfire smiled softly and slid her hand along Nightwing's cheek, slowly removing his mask and gave him a passionate kiss.

"Perhaps that boy I fell in love with a long time ago is still inside of you somewhere."

"Perhaps together, we can find him..."

Starfire slid his hand into Nightwing's

"Perhaps."

As the Titans laugh and celebrate their victory inside the former Titans Tower, Robin cannot help but consider how much potential the tower had. How much the world still needed Titans. Looking around, at the friends that ended up forming a family, he found himself embraced by these 'strangers' as Vic presented Robin with his own T communicator.

"You're one of us now, Jack. Consider yourself an honorary Titan."

Tears welling up in his eyes, seeing Nighting, Starfire, Changling, Vic, Raven, and the others smiling down at him, Robin could only embrace the happiness and acceptance he was feeling, throw his fist up, and say two simply words of joy.

"Boo-Yah!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

EPILOGUE:

Hands placed in restraints, Slade found himself being led through a prison that was unlike any others on Riker's Island. It was a heavy duty prison, consisting of those who would be superhuman. The faces looking back at him, old school supervillians who were beaten time after time, all too old to be part of this jail. Until finally, he met his roommates.

In a private sector, he came face to face with individuals he could not believe he was seeing. As Slade was having his cuffs removed, he watched as a that looked VERY familiar in a matching orange jumpsuit offered Slade his hand, introducing himself and his friends.

"You must be Slade Wilson. We were told you would be joining us. My name is Clark. That's John, the other J'onn, Diana, Shayera, and our old friend, Galatea."

"You guys look awefully familiar."

"It seems like the seven of us have a mutual friend. Ras Al Ghul?"

"So what? Riker's decided to put together a 'we were screwed by Ras Al Ghul society?"

"Before his death, Ras had his hand inside the prison systems, bringing us together here for some sort of 'back up plan' he had in mind. From what I hear, we are considered to be 'Plan C'."

"So what? We're supposed to be some kinda...Justice Lords 2.0?"

"The Justice Lords was a trial and error concept. Once we meet 'the leader', we're supposed to be something else."

"Like a team?"

"More like...a Syndicate."

-The End