Every citizen
Of Starling City
Like Christmas a lot…
But Deathstroke the Terminator
Who hid out in his corporate building,
Did not!
Slade Wilson hated Christmas! He loathed it through and through!
Maybe because he was imprisoned on some isolated island called Lian-Yu.
Can you blame him? I mean he did lose an eye.
Just like his partner Billy Wintergreen after murdering the guy.
Yet, I believe he blames someone else for his rage,
The playboy Oliver Queen after rescuing him from a cage.
However,
Whatever the reason
We'll never know,
We'll just assume that it was due to the death of Shado,
Staring from his high rise, displaying an evil grin,
He enlisted Brother Blood to ensure that his wicked scheme would begin.
For he knew that the residents of Starling would gather in front of the Grell Museum
To light up the Christmas tree unaware that this would be their mausoleum.
"Look at them! Their smiles filled with joy!" He snarled with a sneer.
"Filled with brotherly love and trying to spread Christmas cheer!"
Then he growled, with his villainous fingers clutching one of his swords.
"I'll bring upon mayhem and destruction and have them all gored!"
For tomorrow evening, he knew…
That all the residents of Starling would arrive. They would rush for the event.
And then the bomb would go off and then the dissent! Dissent! Dissent!
That's the one thing he loved. The dissent! DISSENT! DISSENT! DISSENT! DISSENT!
And when the emergency crews arrive, there will be panic and fear.
Oh they will scream in fear! Scream in fear!
Howling in pain and FEAR! FEAR! FEAR! FEAR!
Leaving Slade to twiddle his fingers and let out a sneer.
An evil sneer that would last an entire year.
But another thing,
He hated most of all!
Was his former friend Oliver Queen sounding the hero call.
Ollie was now called The Hood, The Vigilante and future Green Arrow,
Yet Slade called him a coward. The yellow bellied sparrow!
He heard that The Hood killed. Ollie had killed.
He had KILLED! KILLED! KILLED! KILLED!
Taking out foes on his list and allowing lots of blood to be spilled.
His hatred of the rich boy caused his blood pressure to build.
"I'm going to tear everything he cares about and make him cry!"
"Once he's lost everything and everything he values,"
"I'm going to drive an arrow right through his eye!"
Then he came up with an evil plan!
A really, really evil plan!
Slade Wilson, Deathstroke the Terminator,
Got a wicked, sinister plan!
"I'll seduce his ex-girlfriend!"
He heard Laurel Lance was a siren in bed.
She shrieked like some Black Canary right out of her head.
Then there's her little sister Sara
Who liked to beat up bad guys with a long staff,
He'd get rid of her easily by cutting her in half.
As for his bodyguard Diggle, a former military man,
He'd trick him into being deployed overseas to fight in Iran.
Then there's the rest,
Moira Queen, dead from too much botox,
Thea traded with the League of Assassins near the docks,
Ollie's Girl Friday Felicity Smoak
Along with Roy Harper would be sent back to Teen Wolf.
Oh come on! You know you were thinking it!
Colton Haynes was miscast!
Him playing Speedy, a.k.a. Arsenal, and having Red Arrow's wit!
He was better as that lizard boy Jackson, that pain in the ass!
The moment finally arrive the next night. Holiday joy filled the air.
All the residents of Starling were all dreaming without a worry or care,
When he snuck up inside the alley near the center of the square.
"This is the first bomb!" The Deathstroke hissed.
And he hid the device up the tree while holding the detonator in his fist.
Then he slid down the bark and returned up the alleyway,
Dressed in his orange and blue tights that made him look gay.
I mean really? At least Deadpool looked cool which wasn't a lie.
He should've been styled by the team of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy!
But anyway, I digress as Slade's men dropped explosives all over the city
While stupid Ollie brooded in his designer suit and continued to look pretty.
Beneath his half mask, Slade slithered and slunk with a grin so unpleasant,
As his comrade Brother Blood left a few bombs around the block as a present.
In sewers! In trees! Each carried its own explosive device!
Hiding in lampposts! Store signs! And even on the backs of sewer mice!
And just as he finished his dastardly deed, something else began
As he observed Brother Blood and his cult praying to the demon Etrigan!
Watching them dance manically drenched in a bath of scarlet red,
He heard them chant to some omnipotent being about raising the dead.
"A cold day in Hell!" shouted Brother Blood. "Is something one will never see!"
But for Slade Wilson, he thought they were all bat shit crazy!
"Back to mayhem and destruction, boys!" Deathstroke ordered with glee.
His thumb grazed the button to detonate the Christmas tree.
And as he prepared himself for Starling City to go up in a blaze,
He suddenly was reminded of the tragedy of the Glades.
His cold heart was halted by some divine intervention from above,
Actually, it came from his little girl Rose who cooed like a dove.
Slade Wilson was caught off guard by his illegitimate daughter
Who was born an innocent but later be trained how to slaughter,
She stared at the Terminator and said, "Daddy, why?"
"Why are you trying to destroy Christmas? Why?"
But you know, Deathstroke was a villain, charismatic and slick,
He knew how to manipulate his offspring and did it quick.
"Why my little bastard," the foe convinced her.
"It's all about revenge and to payback the debts we incur."
"Especially the ones who deserve them, my sweet silver fir!"
Little Rose Wilson listened intently to her father's speech
And sympathized with all the beliefs that he preached.
"Look at the bad things the Hood has done to his rogue's gallery!"
"Someone has to see that justice is done to give them sympathy!"
"Count Vertigo's on drugs. The Dollmaker is dead."
"Malcolm Merlyn is still waiting to return to Torchwood instead."
"The Clock King has yet to appear. Professor Ivo looks like a fool,"
"And even the Huntress is now sucking on Dracula's tool!"
"You see, Little Rose," said Slade high and mighty.
"Someone has to balance out this show that is flighty."
"That's my job to bring some conflict," he said. "All righty?"
Well
Rose understood and nodded her head.
She kissed her evil daddy and began to head off to bed.
But before she did that…
She had one more thing to say,
Beckoning a finger, the old man listened away.
"One more question," her meek little voice did squeak,
"Will we ever see my brothers Joe and Grant this week?"
Slade let out a sigh and thought about his sons
Who were nowhere to be found,
A mercenary and a hero who both were shunned
And probably making their way to the town.
"I'm afraid not," Deathstroke declared.
"Grant is the original Ravager so be very scared."
"And Joe has the power to possess people,"
"As far as I'm aware."
"He goes by the code name Jericho," he said.
"Some Teen Titan hippy but anyway, he's dead."
"Oh," said Little Rose
Who wiggled her nose.
"I guess we're just one dysfunctional family,"
She noted. "As far as I can see!"
"Psychotic sociopaths!" Slade remarked. "Three thousand feet high!"
"Believe me, Little Rose," he continued. "You'll grow up to poke out your eye!"
Rose scowled at the remark but Deathstroke didn't care.
"Now to celebrate," he suggested. "Let's spread some holiday despair!"
He handed the detonator to Rose who immediately knew what to do.
A wicked grin filled her face as she pressed the button and waited a minute or two.
"Now we wait, dear Rose!" Slade said. "To hear the BOO-HOOS!"
They both paused and put a hand to their ears.
And they heard the glorious sound rising over the show.
It started low. Then it started to grow…
Rather the light down below.
It didn't look merry.
If truth be told, it was rather scary.
Fire and brimstone filled the air.
As the flames of the inferno shattered everywhere.
Screams of panic. Anguished howls full of pain.
Charred flesh and body parts that started to rain.
As promised earlier, chaos and destruction took place
While Slade and his daughter watched the madness
Atop their secret base.
And the Terminator, with his combat boots rubbing with spite
Took pleasure of the fruition of his plan that night.
"Let this warning to the people of Starling City!"
"Deathstroke the Terminator shall show you no pity!"
"I'm more than a handsome face that you've seen on other shows!"
"I'm the vilest villain of DC comics that everyone should know!"
"Forget the Joker! Forget Sinestro and that Lex Luthor man!"
"Remember me only! Hell, I even went full monty as Crixus"
"On Spartacus: Blood and Sand!"
And what happened then…?
After the emergency crews came that night?
Oliver Queen donned his hood and came out to fight!
But apparently, they say
That Slade's dual swords grew three times bigger that day!
Especially with Little Rose joining him as his special protégé!
There was a lot of whizzing around with weapons flying everywhere
And the body count tripled from I what gathered there.
Now who actually won the battle, I'll simply desist and cease
And leave it up to the reader to decide…
But I will say…
That Little Rose was quite the Ravager that night
She was quite a beast.
THE END.
