Disclaimer: I find this part useless

Anyways, I gotta give credit to my friend GGCharms, who thought of the plot

'Ow' I thought as I tried to limp away from the building holding the man that had just kidnapped me, let me escape, and then would spring multiple booby traps that were scattered around the forest.

'Ow, ow , OW!'

Another trap, this one containing a crazed cat-like thing on me. I swatted it away with one hit.

I was doing a mission with the team when, boom, I was knocked out by an explosion. I think I heard Wally yelling at me to move, I turned around to see why, and then I was blown away. I think I was covered by ruble and I think, Megan maybe, shouted my name and a sorta heard the beginning of a woosh, indicating that KF had tried to help me, but, obviously, had been to late.

Now I'm here, wherever here is.

I don't know anything, besides that I'm unarmed (from the fight, I lost the gloves from trying to block the blast) except for one bird-a-rang, one bat-a-rang, and one smoke bomb. My com didn't work, so I can't contact Batman, the League, or the team. And I'm pretty sure that the tracker won't work, because it was in the communicator that, as I just said, it wasn't working.

I also have three broken ribs, a dislocated finger, and a broken arm with various cuts and bruises to brutal to even talk about. ANd now, fatigue is starting to catch up with me, despite what Batman has trained me.

This sucks.

I saw a gap in the tree's and beginning limping as fast as could towards it.

'I'm almost out. Mabey there's some kind of village or stream or anything that might help me get out of he-'

His thoughts were cut off when he broke through the last bush.

'I really need to stop getting my hopes up. This is a disaster, heavy on the dis.

Every where around him was surrounded by water. Salt water, if that would help. There are only two answers. Either I walked the wrong way and at the end of a continent, or I was on an island. I looked up and studied the stars. They all were constalations that should be in the middle of the Atlantic, no where near land. It was worse than he thought.

Not only was I on an island.

I was on an uncharted island.

The fatigue had finally caught up with me. My knees buckled under me as I fell to the sandy ground beneath my. My head throbbed and and I felt like he was about to fall off the Earth. I tried to grab something to make me feel secure, but the sand drained from my fists when I tried to grab it. I let out a little cry of fear. I laid there, under unfamiliar stars that dully shined down on me. I heard footsteps coming towards me, but I barley noticed. The footsteps stopped right by me as a foot pushed me onto my back. I looked up and glared.

"Deathstroke" I growled, which was a lot less Batman sounding because of the crack in my voice, which was from the parched throat that had formed when I had stayed there without any attempt to get water.

He noticed the little crack and let out a small laugh

"Your actually alive? I'd hoped that you'd of died so I could gotten a better apprentice. Oh well, I guess you have to make do with what you have. Night night, Bat boy."

He slipped a needle in my arm and I vaguely remembered being picked off the ground before letting the drug take over my mind and falling into a deep sleep.

So, what do you think? should I go on? And for you people who don't know who deathstroke is, he's Slade.