You Owe Me
Summary: AU. Slade kept his past locked away. He told himself his old life was dead. But an old acquaintance arrives with a request, and he knows he can't refuse, because it's from her.
Chapter One: The Last Job
Slade Wilson slammed his booted foot into Robin's face. All his plans once again foiled, it was beyond frustrating. A perfect scheme, breakout every single criminal in the city, send every single supervillain after them and while they were busy, rig explosives under the banks, holding Jump City financially hostage.
"What are you all going to do to stop me?" Slade taunted Robin, the boy was easy to rile up. It was too amusing.
"I'll do whatever it takes!" Robin snarled, he punched Slade across the face.
"No, not everything," Slade smirked. "You'll never beat me, because you're one of those good guys. And good guys never have the guts to finish guys like me!"
"I don't have to finish you!" Robin retorted, "You'll be rotting in jail for a long time instead!"
Slade kneed him in the gut, the teenage hero staggered back; Cyborg fired a series of shots at him, Slade jumped back, he dodged as Starfire flew into him, slamming him through a wall.
Slade craned his head, he heard a familiar mantra.
"Azarath, Metrion Zinthos!"
Raven's powers enveloped him, tossing him into the side of a garbage dumpster.
Slade rolled to his feet and removed two handfuls of shuriken, launching them at the Teen Titans.
"Scatter!" Robin ordered. The Titans moved, avoiding the shuriken as Starfire rushed forward.
Starfire kicked Slade, he retaliated by head-butting her, he kicked her away.
Beast Boy rushed forward, transforming into a giant tiger and slashed him with his sharp claws.
"Ah!" Slade groaned as he took a step back to clear his head.
Robin executed a high kick and hit Slade across his masked face.
Robin removed a birdarang and threw it, aiming at the detonator. Slade tried to avoid the shuriken, but it sent the detonator flying out of his grasp.
"Mine!" Beast Boy shouted, turning into an anteater and grabbing the detonator with his tongue.
Robin stood before him with the other Titans nearby; they were ready to take him in.
Slade made a split decision, he had to get out of here, there would always be another day to bring his plans to fruition.
He removed a smoke bomb from his utility belt, "It's time for me to go, we'll finish this another time."
Slade threw down a smoke bomb and the Titans shielded their eyes, Robin rushed forward as quickly as he could but Slade had already vanished.
Robin slammed one of his fists into his palm.
Slade staggered into his lair, stumbling as he caught his breath.
"I'll make them pay, those brats! All that planning, setback by teenagers!"
An elderly man approached him, "Slade, what do you need?" Wintergreen asked.
"Bandages, quick!" he ordered.
Wintergreen grabbed the bandages and helped his master out of his body armor.
He changed Slade's bandages and examined his wounds.
"You'll recover in no time at all, Slade," Wintergreen informed him.
Wintergreen left the room to make Slade something to eat, he'd need to regain his strength, suddenly, he felt the sharp prick of a needle in the side of his neck.
"Sorry Wintergreen, I need to talk to your boss alone," a voice told him, she set him down on the floor and left, shutting the door behind her.
Slade bandaged his wounds, he rested himself, he had to come up with another plan, he'd kill all those useless brats, Jump City was his stomping ground and it would be his, he would control the city, in both its crime and its legitimate businesses, he would set himself up for life, he wanted control, and money, it was all that mattered to him.
Slade looked up as he heard a noise, he rose to his feet and looked around, "Well, well, I'm very surprised to see you, you what are you doing here?"
"I'm only here to talk—" she began to reply.
Slade suddenly punched at her, cutting her off. She blocked the blow and elbowed Slade across the face.
He retaliated by slamming his knee into her gut and punched her in the mouth.
The woman executed a taekwondo throw and sent him flying across the room. He managed to land on his feet and executed a vicious high kick, smashing his steel toed boot into her face.
She tackled him onto the floor and got him in the arm bar, he retaliated slamming his head back against hers. He punched her in the stomach.
"I finally beat you, isn't that funny?!" Slade smirked.
Suddenly, he saw a pair of blades come out of nowhere, they were a pink shade of energy, a familiar energy.
Slade grinned underneath his mask, "I was wondering when you'd stop playing around, it's so nice to see this side of my girl!"
Slade removed a pair of escrima sticks from his utility belt, it had belonged to Robin, a pair that Terra had stolen for him when she'd infiltrated the Teen Titans.
They began to fight, he swing hard, she met his staff with her blades that shattered on contact. She disarmed him of one of the staffs and slammed the escrima stick into his right eye.
"Why you little—!" Slade snarled. He ran after her, she easily avoided him, running back and using her powers to create a series of platforms that she ran up to go up the spinning gears.
"You're going to wish you hadn't done that!" Slade snarled.
"You're too overconfident!" she snapped.
Slade kicked the woman in the stomach, knocking her from one gear to another. She climbed to her feet as she heard his enraged scream, she calmly moved out of the way as his fist embedded itself into the metal, leaving a large dent.
Slade removed his sword form its sheath and slashed at her, she avoided the blows but he kicked her backwards. He cut her with his blade, slashing her, not deep enough to kill, he found himself enjoying this fight, but then again, it was her, and he didn't get to see her often.
Slashing her again, He tossed his promethium sword and he pulled out a pair of desert eagles and shot her in the chest, he smiled, "a bullet proof vest, you're actually smart."
He launched himself up into the air, performing a flip and throwing his sword at her chest, she cried out in pain as he opened fire at her.
She staggered back, the sword was embedded in her chest, she needed to get the sword out and get to a hospital.
"Perhaps I'll be merciful and pull that sword out myself," Slade smirked.
She grabbed him and slammed him to the ground.
"That's enough…Slade!" the voice hesitated, as if saying his name was unnatural to her. "Pull this sword out of me!"
"You didn't want me to pull out on our wedding night," he grinned mischievously beneath his mask.
"Shut up and pull this out of me!" she snarled.
"I will humor you, sweetheart, but don't think I'll be so accommodating next time, I'm only letting you live on a whim!" He removed his sword.
"I beat you, stop trying to play the tough guy, I know you hate losing!" she glared at him.
Slade smirked, "No we're both a mess aren't we?" he let out a low chuckle.
"Shut up!" she snapped.
He bandaged her wounds, "You've been healing yourself, good. I wouldn't want you getting hurt." He chortled in amusement, "You only won because the Teen Titans did a number on me before you got here."
"You've never been able to beat me!"
Slade chuckled, "True, true, but I am genuinely surprised to see you here."
The woman reached up and removed his mask, her gaze meeting his. He leaned in close to her, as if he were going to kiss her. He stopped himself.
"Where's Wintergreen?"
"Knocked out," the woman looked at him, "I wanted this to be private."
"I see. "What do you want Gwen?" he asked.
"Vilgax has your son," Gwen told him. She could see the briefest flash of fear cross his features.
"My son Grant is dead, Joseph is a Titan, Vilgax doesn't have my son."
"Am I dead to you, Kevin Levin?! Is our family so unimportant that you'd let Devlin die?!"
Slade whirled around to face her, he roughly grabbed her shirt.
"Kevin Levin is dead! Stop talking about him! What happened in the past doesn't matter anymore Gwen Tennyson, get out!"
Gwen forced Kevin to release his grip on her shirt.
"You may scare the crap out of the Teen Titans, but I know you, and you don't scare me!" Gwen shoved him away from her.
Kevin dusted off his black body armor, "Go bother Benji, Gwen, I'm sure he'd love to help. I'm not a Plumber or a hero anymore!" Kevin began walking away from her.
"It'll take more than just Ben and myself, we need you back, it's personal for Vilgax, he says if you don't show up, Devlin will die." Gwen grabbed his arm. "You owe me this much, and after this, you'll never see me again!"
"Care to pay me, sweet Gwen?" he asked.
Gwen glared at him. "You know I don't have that kind of money. You owe me your life!"
"I'm busy!" Kevin snapped.
"I've noticed, stalking and trying to kill teenage heroes, like what you used to be!" Gwen put her hand on his shoulder.
"I know, and what good did it do, for me or Bellwood or anyone else?!" he brushed her hand away.
Gwen reached out to him, pleading, "Just one last job, I'll get you your precious fee when I can afford it."
Kevin sighed, "I'll only do this because it's you, after this, we're through!"
Gwen smiled sadly at him, "I know."
Gwen glanced around at his lair. "Slade Wilson was the fabricated identity you used when you went undercover to go after those mercenaries, turned out you liked it more than your Plumber job. The Plumbers discovered that you became a mercenary and assassin and gave you a dishonorable discharge. Then you went into the army and had an affair with Adeline Kane, and after you were dishonorably discharged from the army, you divorced me, and married her!"
"Now Gwendolyn, don't pretend to understand me, you never really did," Kevin crossed his arms. "You know exactly why I was dishonorably discharged from the Plumbers, and it wasn't about my other job!"
"Your little mind games work on the Titans, but I always know what you're thinking."
"Tell me, what am I thinking?" Kevin smirked.
"You'd rather be sleeping with me than fighting with me," Gwen scowled.
"You always did know me so well," Kevin laughed, "Let's go."
"It'll take too long to reach him with my car," Gwen quickly followed him.
""We'll take the Rustbucket 3," he informed her.
"Where—?" Gwen looked around, she saw the floor rise up revealing the Rustbucket 3, Kevin's favorite ship, it had vanished after he had been dishonorably discharged from the Plumbers.
He boarded the ship; Gwen followed him and watched as he fired up the controls.
"This will be interesting!" Kevin smirked, "just like old times! I look forward to fighting Squidhead again; I'm much stronger and tougher than last time!"
Robin glanced at the spot where Slade had vanished. "He got away again," Cyborg sighed.
"But we have the detonator," Robin held up the device. "We still won, and the city's safe."
Robin knew that Slade wasn't gone, he was merely hiding again, and he was going to find him, and the Teen Titans were going to take him down.
"Dude, I hate to admit it, he was pretty clever, releasing all the bad guys to chase us while he tried to blow up the bank."
"We need to help the police disarm all the bombs; they already called and told us that all their teams are out."
"We will go assist them," Starfire nodded, she flew off.
"Raven, are you all right?" Robin asked.
"Yes, but Slade seemed distracted, it's like he didn't care about his master plan at all. It seemed like his mind was on something else."
"What could distract him?" Robin asked.
"I don't know, but for all we know, it could be phase one," Cyborg noted. Let's get going."
"Yeah, but whenever he shows his face, we'll be ready," Robin told them. It was time to go to work.
Still, Robin's thoughts of Slade remained; he had a feeling his arch enemy wasn't going to leave him alone.