The ironic thing about this fanfiction is that in Batman, Slade was Deadshot.
"Aahh!" Skipper had barely reached the port when he heard someone scream.
"Slade!" Skipper belly slid in the direction of the scream and soon found Slade, lying in a pool of blood in front of the ware house.
"No! Slade!" Skipper stumbled over to his mentor's side.
"Skipper" his mentor rasped, his eyes locked on Skipper's. "Wer's Hans?"
"He-he wants to kill you, he betrayed us!" Skipper started to help the eagle up but stopped when Slade rasped.
"No, leave me. I-I have to tell you something before I let go" Slade gasped.
"No, you're going to be fine!" Skipper insisted. "I'll go get help" he started to heade off but Slade once again stopped him.
"No, listen to me Skipper, I'm not who you think I am. I've done things, bad things that I wish I had never done, killed innocent animals. I raised Deadshot, I created the anger inside him. I-I tried to stop him, but he grounded me when he destroyed my will to fly, I've tried to stop him other times and I'm afraid I can't stop what I've created, please Skipper you must stop him be-before he kills again. Don't let . . . Hans trust him, Hans is angry at the world and it's all my fault, I-I was an assassin, and Hans's parents were my targets, I-I killed them and I felt so guilty for what I'd done that I took in their two week old son, raised him as my own. He has every right to hate me, but don't let him trust Deadshot, Deadshot will kill the innocence inside him, pl-please" Slade started coughing up blood, the wound on his throat slowly killing him.
"No, no you're lying. You would never kill anyone" Skipper took a step back in disbelief.
"No, I-I'm no-t pl-please Ski-Skipper, stop Dea-Deadshot from hurt-ing an-anyone ever again, right my wrongs and know this. I've always known you wer-e a natu-natural commando fro-from the moment I saw you. Tell Hans i-I'm so-sorry" with those last words Slade's head hit the ground and his body became limp. Skipper closed Slade's eyes and picked him up and took him to a park nearby, and buried him. He placed what few flowers he could find on the grave, he had just placed the last rose on Slade's grave when he heard the footsteps. It wasn't Deadshot or any other animal, Skipper had come to know Hans's steps as well as his own.
"He's dead" Hans said, there was no triumph in his voice, only cold calm.
"He said he was sorry before he died" Skipper said quietly, still trying to understand what Slade had told him in his final moments. Hans didn't say anything; instead he merely placed a flipper on Skipper's shoulder and stood in silence.
"Deadshot got him" Hans said questioningly.
"Yes" Skipper's voice sounded hollow with disbelief and sorrow.
"I'm sorry about what I said earlier to you Skipper" Hans removed his flipper from Skipper's shoulder. "I don't want to hurt you but you need to stay out of my way"
"You want to hurt innocent people Hans, I can't just let you make them suffer for something that others did" Skipper said, he didn't even look at him.
"We're the same Skipper, you want revenge on Deadshot-" Hans started.
"No, we're not. I want to stop Deadshot from hurting anyone ever again and you want to hurt people that have done nothing wrong, innocent people" Skipper finally forced himself to look at his ex-friend.
"They wanted my parents dead Skipper, and-" Hans was once again intrupted.
"Slade killed your parents Hans" Skipper tried to explain
"I already know that Skipper, I never forgot. But who hired him, the citizens. I can help you go after Deadshot, I'll go after him after you help me get my revenge"
"No Hans, not now, not ever, I'm not making the same mistake as Slade, I'm going after Deadshot and I'm going to stop him, and I'll stop you from hurting this place if I have too" Skipper said quietly and calmly. His heart had already accepted that he and Hans were no longer friends no madder how much it hurt.
"Why would you have to Skipper?"
"It's my duty" Skipper said, "and it used to be yours"
"I guess this is it for our friendship then"
"Unless you give up your revenge to help stop Deadshot, he's killed innocent animals just because they knew too much, is your revenge really worth it" Skipper met Hans's gaze.
"It's more than worth it Skipper, you wouldn't understand"
"I do understand, it happened to my parents too, and my siblings were slaughtered for no reason" Skipper's voice had the edge of a snarl.
"This is only the beginning Skipper, you can't walk away from what Slade was training us for" Hans growled.
"Oh yeah, watch me" Skipper turned and simply walked away.
"If you walk away now, I'll make sure you'll wish it had been you who died instead of Slade" Hans snarled.
"If you try anything to hurt this city, any city I will bring you now down" Skipper vowed.