This is the epilogue so there's not a lot of detail in it. Bold Italics is comlink communication. Italics is thoughts. Please review and excuse any mistakes I may have made. Thanks and enjoy.
A small figure hid in the shadows in the alley next to the Star City Bank. Break in, get the gold, leave. What about heroes. The figures hand went to his ear and clicked the comlink.
"Master?" A shy, timid voice spoke.
"What?" A male voice asked, sounding distracted.
"What if the heroes show up?" The figure asked.
"Don't worry they won't. Just get out fast." The voice said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I'll try." The figure replied.
"You will address me as Master. Get that in your head." The voice hissed.
"Of course. Sorry, Master" The figure hurriedly fixed.
"It's alright. Just get the gold." The voice ordered and disconnected the comlink.
Alright, let's do this. He jumped up to the bank's roof and opened a vent. He slinked into the small rectangular tube. He found his way into the vaults vents and kicked the vent cover off. He jumped down and looked around for a second. He found the gold bars and quickly shoved them into the small sack he carried in with him. Once he put as much as he could in the bag, something clicked. Cameras. He spun and saw the blinking red light in the dark corner. Crap. He heard two pairs of footsteps and slinked into the shadows, careful to not press his whipped back against the wall. A blonde woman wearing a black leotard and fishnet leggings and a man in all green with a bow and quiver barged in and looked around in confusion at the emptiness.
"I thought the guards said there was someone here." The green clad hero said.
"They did." The blonde said.
"Well, Black Canary, no one is here." The green man said, frustrated.
"Green. Arrow. Do. Not. Pin. This. On. Me." Black Canary said as she stared at the spot the boy was hiding in.
"I know you're there. Who are you?" Black Canary asked. The figure laughed, it was mischievous one. He stepped out of the shadows and bowed.
"Renegade at your service." He straightened up and grinned, although they couldn't see it.
"...Renegade." Black Canary said.
"Hello." Renegade responded, cheekily. The heroes were confused at the boys attitude. He was stealing, a thief. Why was he so...cheery?
Renegade took this opportunity to kick the heroes legs out from under them in one sweep. He chuckled as he leapt over them and ran for the exit. He dashed out and jumped to the roof. He heard the heroes running after him. He was halfway across the roof when Canary shouted at him.
"Renegade! Please, I just want to talk!" She exclaimed.
Renegade jumped to the next roof and turned around.
"Alright, but you stay on that roof." He agreed.
"I noticed you take caution with your back, like it's hurt. What happened?" She asked as she walked to the edge of the roof with Green Arrow a few feet behind Canary.
"I disobeyed orders, got punished." He emotionlessly said.
"Who did this to you?" She asked softly, kindly.
Renegade froze.
"...Renegade?" Green Arrow cautioned.
"My Master would be very upset if I told you." He said before turning around and escaping the heroes.
Renegade dropped the gold filled bag on the table behind Deathstroke. Deathstroke dumped the bag and counted the bars.
"Good, you retrieved all 13 bars. I'm impressed, proud." Deathstroke voiced. Renegade felt awesome with the praise he was getting.
"You did, however, attract the attention of Star heroes." He hissed. Renegade froze.
"I'll let it go this time, apprentice. Next time, I won't be so forgiving. Dismissed." Deathstroke ordered. Renegade took no time leaving and fleeing to his room and flopping on his makeshift bed. Maybe he's not as mean as he seems. Renegade closed his eyes and fell asleep.