Hey everyone! So here's chapter 3! I hope you enjoy!


Bludhaven [December 31, 2015 22:12]

Deathstroke watched his prey from afar

. He watched as she ran against wind like she was running from a monster.

But that's not what She was running From and he knew it.

Yes, he had witnessed the whole scene and he had to admit it was soap opera material.

Nightwing should have gotten his own reality show.

His lips formed into a cruel smile as he admired his targets beauty.

He was desperate to get even with Nightwing after they ran into one another in Bialya last time, and Nightwing destroyed a weapons smuggling operation.

He was going to get alot of money from that racket, but thanks to the bat brat that plan was turned to ashes.

He looked at Zatanna and his lips formed a cruel smile again. He was going to get even with that brat.

One way or another.

Zatannas POV

Bludhaven [December 31 2015 22:15]

What can I say?

A broken heart can make you run far. Far from your problems.

Its supposed to make things easier, but it really doesn't. It makes it much much worse. I ran farther away ignoring the cold, and the icy wind.

It howled angrily at me mocking me for running away. What did I just see? And why did I react the way i did? Maybe it's because I thought I wasn't out of place, Despite being a horribleplace full of crime,drugs and other repulsive things I always thought I had a second home here.

Because of Nightwing.

Maybe because I though we had something.

Guess I was kidding myself. I mean I guess I'm pretty replaceable in his mind.

I mean I'm not with him for a few days and he's making out with other girls on New Years eve.

Listen to me

. I sound like a bitter girlfriend.

Were not even technically together. Why should I be like this? It's not fair to him, but at the same time its not fair to me. Do icare about a man who doesn't care about me?

Is that it? I didn't think it was, but ive been wrong before.

I rubbed my eyes and studied the falling snow. i suddenly wished i was the snow.

If I was I could see anything. Could I see him? And if I could what would I see?

Him laughing at me? Him crying? Who knows. I sighed.

He's going to have to make it up to me I thought to myself, but I knew he would.

He's the kind of person that would.

I might as well find him knowing that. Maybe if I'm feeling better I can apologize for the tigers.

The key word in that sentence being maybe. Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed a shadow on the rooftop above me.

Was Nightwing stalking me?

What was he waiting for?

"etativel." I whispered levitating my self to the building.

When I reached the top i realized the shadow was coming from the back of the building.

"Nightwing?" I asked slowly coming toward the figure.

"We need to talk, and you better have a good explanation for- It wasn't Nightwing.

It was hardly a man all.

Deathstroke, the most dangerous man on earth launched forward to me causing me to step Back several feet.

I was about to freeze him when Deathstroke punched me directly below the rib cage. I clutched my stomach knowing what was going to happen next.

I vomited blood violently on the ground, unable to speak.

I stepped back a few more steps, and I fell of the building.

I've never been so happy to smell the stench of garbage when a dumpster cushioned my landing.

It took me too long to recover because Deathstroke jumped from the building like a hawk swooping down to grab his prey. Instinctively I shut the dumpster door thinking that would keep me safe. Looking back on it I feel stupid.

All I did was trap myself.

Deathstroke used his insanely powerful sword to cut open the steel door of it I managed to leap out landing on my stomach. Deathstroke leaped up, and flipped in front of me.

I looked up, and saw the man that wasn't even a man, or didn't act like one at least. Deathstroke. Slade Wilson. The most dangerous man in the earth.

The man whose skills were on par with batman.

He looked at me and grinned. "You know I've been thinking of ways to torture your boyfriend since he messed up my smuggling operation last month. What better way then to kill you Or maybe you could be leverage?"

Anger welled up like a balloon inside me.

"He's not my boyfriend! I shouted, And I am Not leverage! Teckajthgiarts dnib-

He grabbed my neck before I could finish my sentence, and slammed me into a wall.

"That little stunt is going to cost you a rib." He punched me in the ribs vand their was a snap at my side.

I screamed in pain, as the pain at my side got sharper and sharper. I tried to fight him off, but he punched me in the face, and threw me to the ground.

I picked myself up and instinctively tried to come up with the strength to muster my strength to use a spell. I was about to turn his lungs to fire, but instead I felt the most unimaginable pain in my life. Deathstroke took out his sword and slashed at me hitting my shoulder.

I clutched my shoulder in intense pain I wanted to cry out in pain, but I won't give Slade the satisfaction. I don't know when he got behind me. I didn't even see him move.

He grabbed me and held a damp rag to my face. Chloroform. I fought desperately but Slade had an iron grip. " Don't worry woman.

He sneered at me. Your more useful alive than as a corpse." I slowly gave in to the effects of the drug and fell unconscious.

Wherever Nightwing was I hope he would come soon. I needed him.

Dicks POV

Bludhaven [December 31, 2015 22:35]

I dropped from a building, and grappled to a building.

I flipped up and looked up at the moon. I made a mistake. I don't know how else to say it.

I walked on a telephone line like a tightrope line.

What was i gonna say to her once I found her? The truth is too complicated, and never mind what Huntress would say if she found out. Seriously what did I ever see in her?

Do I attract the pyschos? I need to get a love life!

Worry about your love life later Grayson. Find heart-broken magician first.

I was glad to see Z, but acter what just happened i wished she wasnt here.

I also wanted to know why she wasnt with the league. Was she trying to see me?

I don't know. All o know is I have to find her and convince her this was a mistake.

I flipped down the fire escape of the building,and I heard a laugh. An evil laugh.

I looked up and I saw Deathstroke on another building dangling A dazed Zatanna.

I watched in horror as he let her go. I found myself reliving when I caught fish Eddie.

Worse , i was flashing back to the fall of my parents This time was different.

This time I wouldn't just stand their and watch someone I care about die.

This time I was much more gentle and caring with her.

I caught her before she hit the ground.

She opened her eyes, and she looked at me.

I looked at her. We locked eyes and I tried to think of something to say to her .

To justifie all that was happening.

I just couldnt think of anything. Her eyes were full of physical and mental pain, and frustration.

Her look was obvious, a plead for help.

I wanted to say im sorry, but the words couldnt come out of my mouth.

It was just too hard. I had so much self-anguish i coudnt say anything.

She looked at me with a wince of painbefore falling unconscious.

I embraced her maybe as a pre-apology. May be when this is over i can apologize for real.

I called an ambulance and pulled out an emergency blanket and wrapped her in it ( yes I carry a blanket around. Shut up !).

I clenched my first in hatred. Deathstroke is going to pay, and i was going to make him. For Her.

I looked up at Slade and became full of rage.

I cared to much about Z to let this happen to her.

There is nothing could about Zatanna getting hurt except blame myself.

And kick Deathstrokes ass.

I pulled out my escrima sticks and Deathstroke pulled out two knives. I,grappled up and we clashed.

For my sake, For Zatannas sake, I'm going to hurt Deathstroke so bad he's going to wish it was Batman doing it.


Hope you guys enjoyed, and prepare for an epic fight of epic epicness: Deathstroke V.S Nightwing. See you next time!

Thanks for reading