Raven tapped on the keys of the computer, trying to ignore the fact that Starfire was still smiling behind her. She slammed her hands down on the keys.

"Starfire," she said, trying to remain calm, "I can't work with you grinning at my back!"

"What are you working on?" asked Starfire.

"I'm trying to track down Slade," said Raven.

She tapped on a few keys and pressed enter. A database came up on the screen with a picture of masked Slade. Raven scanned the screen.

"What have you found?" asked Starfire.

"It seems that Slade didn't always go by Slade." Said Raven, "He's known by other assassins as 'Deathstoke' or 'Deathstroke the Terminator'. Sounds like he's got a bad reputation. Overly obsessive when it comes to missions."

"What's that?" asked Starfire, pointing to a note on the screen.

"It looks like he has another son…Grant?" asked Raven, "Joey's brother."

"He died on a mission." Said Starfire.

"No wonder he's so messed up." Said Raven.

"Really?" asked a voice from the door way to the bedrooms, "Is that why I'm so 'messed up'?"

Starfire and Raven stood up. Slade was standing in the door way, with a knife held at Jericho's throat.

"Slade!" gasped Starfire, her eyes glowing green.

"Let him go!" said Raven.

"I'm sorry, but we have father-son business to attend to." Said Slade, throwing down a can.

Smoke spurted from the can. It wasn't normal smoke however; Raven and Starfire were soon finding themselves feeling drowsy and eventually falling unconscious.


Robin, Cyborg and Beastboy stopped outside of the tower doors.

"Starfire? Raven?" asked Robin, pressing the button for the intercom, "Are you okay? Turn off security!"

"No need," said Cyborg, reading the panel, "It's already been disabled."

"What?" asked Beastboy.

Robin ran towards the doors, and headed straight for the living room. There were slight traces of smoke seeping from beneath the doors.

"Sleeping gas," said Cyborg, "But it's mostly gone now."

Robin opened the doors and ran inside. Raven and Starfire were lying unconscious on the floor. Robin ran over to them.

"Starfire? Wake up! Raven!" he shook their shoulders, but they didn't wake up.

"There's no permanent damage," said Cyborg, running his wrist scanner over them.

"Let's get them to the medical room just in case," said Robin.

Raven groaned slightly and rolled over.

"Raven?" asked Beastboy.

"…he took…Joey…" she muttered sleepily.

"Don't worry, we're going to get him back." said Robin.

Raven opened her eyes slowly and blinked a few times to get them to focus. She suddenly sat straight up.

"Joey!" she said, "We've got to find him. Slade…"

"We know, but we can't do anything until your both okay," said Cyborg.

"I'm sorry Raven, this is all my fault," said Robin, "I should've realised sooner."

"You didn't know, none of us did," said Raven.

Starfire stirred and slowly sat up.

"What happened?" she whispered hoarsely.

Beastboy was staring at the information up on the screen.

"Deathstroke? Kind of sinister," said Beastboy.

"What?" asked Cyborg, walking over.

"I was researching Slade when he took Jericho," said Raven, "He's got a seriously bad reputation."

"Overly obsessive, definitely Slade," said Cyborg, reading the screen.

"Well we'd better go find him." Said Robin ,"We can't let him hurt Jericho, we promised to help him out."


When Jericho woke up, he instantly knew two things. One, he was no longer in the tower. Two, he wasn't alone. He tried to open his eyes, but they were blind-folded. He tried to pull the material off, but it was too tight.

"I can't have to jumping into me while I'm trying to talk to you," said the voice of his father.

The even, calm tone made him shiver. For the first time in his life, it actually occurred to him that his father might be completely insane. He could feel a heavy object around his ankle, attached to a thick chain.

"You must understand, I'm only doing these things because I have to," said Slade.

'You-killed-my-mother.'

"She was against me, against us." Said Slade, "She wants to stop us from being a family. I had to put a stop to her madness."

'You-are-the-one-who-is-mad!'

"No, I'm not mad," said Slade, "The only reason I've been chasing you, is so I can ask you to join me."

Jericho spat on the floor. He suddenly felt a boot connect to his face. He rubbed the sore spot on his cheek. If his blind-fold wasn't shielding his eyes, he would've been glaring.

"There's no need for behaviour like that," said Slade, "You're worse than the titans."

'Leave-them-alone.'

"I'm afraid it's too late for that, for you see I have a history with the titans," said Slade, "And I had a duty, to dispose of them. To terminate them, like the insects they are. Do you understand?"

'They-are-my-friends-and-if-you-hurt-them…'

"You'll do what, Joseph?" asked Slade, "You can't do anything with your eyes covered, you know that."

'I-will-kill-you.'

"No need for such extreme measures," said Slade, "You are my son after all."

'You-are-no-father-to-me.'

Slade hit him across the face.

"I never had this sort of problem with Grant." Said Slade, angrily.

'And-now-he-is-dead-because-he-wanted-to-be-like-you.'

"But he made me proud, but you could never do that!" spat Slade.

'Then-why-do-you-want-me-to-join-you.'

"So I can give you another chance to prove yourself." Said Slade gently.

'I-don't-need-to-prove-myself-to-you.' mimed Jericho, 'I-don't-even-need-to-speak-to-you-if-I-don't-want-to.'

"Oh," laughed Slade, "I'm afraid that's where you're wrong, you're going to do exactly what I say. Starting with the destruction of your newest friends; the Teen Titans…"


The titans were currently searching the city, completely unaware what exactly was going beneath their very feet. Down, in an underground bunker built years ago, their friend was about to face his biggest challenge yet.
(A/N) I decided not to put Grant in, in the end due to lack of knowledge, but tell me any other titans wanted to be put in for a sequel if I do one.