I don't own teen titans or Deathstroke or anything from DC, I'm just here to write about them.

Chapter 1: Meeting myself (Slade's POV)

Slade sat at his computer, waiting for his latest scheme against the titans to come into play. He had hot-wired Jump City's transit system so that multiple trains would crash and every point of interest would be blown to bits by bombs planted in the cargo cars of each train. In 24 hours the trains would come online and in 36, Jump City would be all but destroyed. The radio signal that could disarm the bombs was right next to Slade because, his true goal was to bring the Titans into his lair, therefore allowing Slade another crack at the heroes, especially Robin. To create an adequate distraction, Cinderblock, Atlas, Control Freak had been hired to attack three sides of the city, east, west, and south. To the North were the mountains Slade had met Thunder and Lightning on. He would cause a distraction in those mountains because they were closest to his latest base of operations.

Wintergreen, his butler handed Slade a cup of Earl Grey tea and Slade took a drink through his mask. The video monitor showed Titans Tower and all the rooms. All the titans were asleep except for Starfire, who was pacing around her room with what looked like a cowboy hat made of cheese on her head. (She was doing the 'Ritual of Flag'no'pief' she had told Robin)

"Rest easy, Titans." Slade said to no one in particular "For Tomorrow, you will race to save your precious city." Wintergreen walked off to attend some other thing in the complex. 'Probably going to make himself a sandwich' Slade thought. Wintergreen was Slade's only true friend and Slade had been happy (well, as close as Slade could be happy and still be Slade) when he found out Wintergreen was still alive.

And that's when it happened. A sudden gust of wind caused Slade to look up. He saw a strange vortex upon up in the ceiling. It seemed to pull Slade up no matter what he did. With a yell Slade was lifted up into the portal, and then nothing.

Deathstroke's POV: Deathstroke looked around. He was in his basement, which was strange because he had gone to sleep in his 2nd-story bedroom. Something Deathstroke hadn't counted on had happened and so, he was on-edge and pissed all in one. He reached behind his back and felt the handles to his sword and shotgun. 'Well' he thought to himself 'At least I'm better off than the other man in this room.'

At that moment, Slade walked out of the shadows and to two looked at each other. This guy had a costume that vaguely resembled Deathstroke's own. There were some variations however. Deathstroke's was blue and orange, the torso was made with a chain mail of sorts and of course had a scabbard for his sword along with a belt that held guns, knives, and a pouch for his mini-grenades.

This other man's suit was black, and had plates of high-tech armor in various places. The only part that had any color was half of the mask, which was a shade of dark orange. This man also had a belt and on his right torso, there was an emblem, a circular badge, orange with a black S on it.

"Would their be any point in asking 'who are you'?" The mans voice was calm and ominous, much like Deathstrokes. Too much.

"You first." He replied. Drawing his shotgun and placing a shell into it.

The man gave a chuckle and closed his eye. "You may call me Slade." He said with a small bow.

Deathstroke placed the shotgun over his shoulder and pulled off his mask. "Slade Wilson, Deathstroke the Terminator." The other man's eye widen in shock. "Interesting. This may seem odd," Slade said while pulling his own mask off, revealing a younger version of Deathstroke "But I think you're me."

Before another word could be said, the door burst upon and a teenage girl burst in. The girl had white hair and an eye-patch over her left eye. She was dressed in a night-gown (which was unsurprising since it was 3:25 am) and had a wicked, curved knife pressed against Slade's neck.

"First Question; Who the hell are you? Second question; how the hell did you get in here? Third question; who the hell are you?

"Rose, put the knife down." Deathstroke said "Meet… well, meet me."