Hey guys. Here's that chapter I promised. Sorry about the random updates filled with countless days. School is kicking my butt. Hope you enjoy.

"Watcher, you copy?" I question over the earpiece. I gaze through the scope and shoot the six silent rounds. Each hits its mark. The pellets go unnoticed by those still remaining in the building. Receiving a crackling "yes" from the com I continue to search the perimeter before pursuing my objective. It's simple enough. Bypass security, take down the guards quietly, hack into the building's main frame, extract the information, and make a bang. After an hour I'm satisfied with the quiet night. There's a Wayne Foundation charity event in Gotham, so the Arrows won't be around, and local authorities are easily handled. "Perimeters clear. I'm going now." I inform my partner and hear no protest.

The halls are quiet. I silently race down them before I come across two guards. They receive daggers in the back of the necks before they can turn to see me. I don't check to see if they're still alive. My aim is perfect. And I can't bring myself to care. I've made my choice. It's time that I stand by it. I finally make it to the server room and walk down the rows of circuit boards. I pull out one of the drawers and connect to the plug in. "Eight minutes." Watcher reminds me of my time until we lose control of the security system. It performs an automatic reboot every fifteen minutes to avoid situations like this; meaning I have eight minutes before we loose our loop on the cameras and an automatic alert is sent to authorities after someone spies the bodies I left in the main lobby. "You have it yet?" He questions, sounding rushed.

"Nearly. Why, getting nervous?" I quip. The long pause leaves me in silence. I grow uneasy listening to the quiet hum of the machines around me as I stare at the loading screen on my holo-computer. "Watcher report." I bark in a heated whisper.

"Abort." He orders. "Get out now." I ask for clarification but receive nothing but a few hollers and clashing of swords. We're under attack.

Before I can finish the profanity springing from my lips the hallway door slams open. I attempt to turn, but am restrained against the wall of machines before I can begin to reach for a weapon. Kid Flash pins my wrists above my head and places his feet between mine to keep me from slipping free and making a run for it. Looks like I have to talk my way out of this one. I think with a slight bitterness. "Hey Wallman." I smile up at him and give a nod to the younger boy before him. "Bart. What do you say old friend. Think you can talk Wally into letting me go? Worked out pretty well last time."

"Stop it." Wally grits out, drawing my attention back to him. "We know you're still controlling her Deathstroke. Now let. Her. Go." He commands, eyes narrowing and nostrils flaring.

I snort. "Yeah no, he's not." Don't let him lie to you. You chose this. I remind myself.

Wally stares at me for a long moment. "You're lying."

I do my best to shrug. "You choose what you want to believe." My expression becomes serious. "I've made my choice." Throwing my head forward I connect with his. He staggers long enough for me to throw down smoke pellets and make my escape. They catch up to me in the hall though.

Out of breath and staggering slightly, their eyelids flutter. Wally grips his head. "Wha… What was that?"

"Heavy sedatives mixed in with the gas." I tap my mask. "Too bad you don't have a built in filter." I stretch slightly, rotating my wrists after getting them free from Wally's grasp. "Anyway, the amount is enough to kill an elephant. Probably won't have any long term affects though, due to your speed and all." I give a mock salute. "Toodles." I sprint down the hall and back toward the main lobby. Watcher is on the roof, but our rendezvous point is twenty blocks away. The Light doesn't get the information if we both get captured. He can fend for himself. As I round the corner, a chair flies my way, clipping me in the face and tearing off my mask. Regaining my stance I stare in slight shock as the two downed security guards morph into Martians. I smirk. "You density shifted as the daggers pierced the flesh." Smart. "Though I wonder why you didn't just take me down." Keep your mind clear. I warn myself, doing my best to keep talking in a way of distraction for the two heroes before me. "So, I hear you've brought friends."

"Yeah Kate, the entire team is here. Along with some of the league." Miss Martian adds as she glances to her uncle.

"We are here to help you Kate. We are here to take you home." J'hnn explains. I already have a home! You left me behind! You don't want me! I shout, making the two grip their temples. My eyes widen as I realize my mistake. My breathing quickens as I look for an exit. "You cannot run." He informs me.

"We just want to help, Kate." M'gann adds. "We're friends. We take care of each other."

My hands come to rest on my head as I attempt to get my breathing under control. You can't depend on them. They left you behind. They're the reasons why you were hurt. If you would have just went back to the Light, you wouldn't have been in so much pain. I remind myself. They made you into a hero. They're the reason you were punished.

M'gann shakes her head. "No Kate. That's not true."

I glare at her with pure hatred and open the emotion to her. She staggers back slightly as I snarl. "Yes it is!" I throw down fire pellets, creating a ring around my form, keeping them from reading my mind. The heat spreads quickly and causes the two to trail back as I launch myself forward. M'gann challenges me in hand to hand but is far out skilled until her uncle approaches from the back and evens the playing field. I dodge to the side as his hand, morphed into a blade, comes down toward my shoulder. Before I can completely roll away, his niece reaches out with a snake like arm and encircles my left leg, pulling me back toward her. I cut deeply into the green flesh and escape her grasp as she cries out. J'hnn launches toward me, taking me further away from the flames. I dodge and block, doing my best to avoid his sharpened fingers. One slices just below my eye before I land a kick in the center of the chest. He staggers as M'gann comes forward. Both arms now in the shape of whips, she slashes me against the face. I go down to my knees, blinking twice before I stand only to have my feet knocked out from underneath me. One of her hands wraps tightly around my foot and flings me across the room away from the flames where J'hnn is waiting for me. His hand pierces my abdomen and holds me in mid air, while the other grabs intently on to the side of my face, giving him a better anchor to enter my mind. My eyes widen, mouth hangs open, and breath catches in the back of my throat. I stare straight as my brow creases. It's painful. Like a tree's roots are forcing their way behind my eyes and into the center of my skull, snaking their way through my cerebral cortex while nails grip into my frontal lobe. A tear trails down my face from my left eye as saliva drips down my chin. I can feel him forcing past my barriers, breaking the walls Psimon spent countless hours creating. His mind overpowers my own. I begin to loose the fight within my own body. I begin to surrender. FIGHT! I scream at myself. The sudden outburst causes the Martian to hesitate in his pursuit, which is all the time I need. Grabbing his hand I ground myself and twist backward, removing the blade from my back and bringing my boot to his temple. It meets its mark and he crumbles. I fall to my side, sputtering as my fingers dig into my flesh where the blade protruded through my stomach. I try to breath, but it's shallow and staggered. It's then that I see them. The team, forming behind Nightwing and blocking the front entrance. My exit. I remind myself. His feet are pointed toward me. One is slightly raised, as if he had already attempted to rush to my side.

Jason's fingers grip into his older brother's shoulder, holding him back. "Wait man, I don't think it's her."

I smile, stand, and release something that's half way between a cough and a laugh. "Come on Jay. You know it's me. Just because you don't want to believe it, doesn't make it true." I take half a step backward and pull the thin piece of metal from my sleeve.

"Kate?" Artemis speaks up.

"Good to see you Arty." I say with the slightest bit of truth. "Still playing for this side." I state without surprise.

Her brow furrows. "Of course. Aren't you?"

I smile slightly. "Family business, you know how it is."

"I do not believe I am the only one here who is shocked, Kate." Aqualad speaks up as I take another step away from them. "We all have spent weeks in search of you. You are our friend. Our teammate." He pauses. "Do you truly expect us to believe that you have chosen you father after everything we have been through?"

My fists clench. "Less than a year with you, and a life time with him." I say quietly. "What do you think?" I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "He's been here for me the whole time." My voice raises. "Where were you?" My question echoes throughout the four story lobby. Don't let them lie to you. I remind myself. Get out.

"Kate." Dick finally speaks up.

"No." I force the word out thorough gritted teeth before he can weave a lie between truths. Before he can force me back to him. Gripping the cool metal in my hand I allow them to see the trigger. Those pellets I shot. The ones practically undetectable by the cameras and the naked eye. With a press of a button they all detonate, shattering the glass walls surrounding the pack of heroes before me.

I open my eyes slightly dazed as I feel blood trickle from my temple and wait for the ringing in my ears to stop. Turning my head to the side my vision blurs. It takes a few seconds for them to readjust. Everyone seems fine, other than a few deep gashes. Flipping onto my back I wait for the pain to subside. I feel a tap on my shoulder and glance up. "You okay Wingnut?" Jason asks with slight uncertainty. I nod, running a hand down my face, and stand slowly. I lean slightly on Jason as I survey the room. "She's gone Wing." He confirms.

Practically trudging down the hall of the watch tower, I meet Wally at the lab. "Any results?"

The red head turns with a grim look on his face and shakes his head. "It's not good dude."

My brow scrunches. "What do you mean?" I press him. "The blood test from the sample J'hnn got. Is it that bad? What's she on?" I speak quickly, rattling off questions.

Wally shakes his head. "Nothing."

I pause, allowing a deadly silence to lurk between us. "Nothing, what?"

He shrugs. "I tested it myself. Her blood sample came back negative."

I swallow the lump in my throat. "You mean."

He nods. "She's doing this of her own accord."