Robin Slade...
Well, I sped passed the first two ships easily. THIS one, however, will be difficult as HELL. But, I'll do my best, BELIEVE IT! (Naruto shows up) That's my shtick!
Disclaimer: I don't effing own TT.
Slade's Lair...
The gears of the machines churned away. Slade Wilson sat deep in thought, wondering of his life. The military service he put in. The damned serum that allowed him to use 90 percent of his brain and also made him... immortal. Then he met Adeline Kane, who later developed H.A.E.Y.P., now run by Brother Blood.
His first son, Grant, the first Ravager, was much like him. He even had a serum developed to enhance his own mental capacity, albeit it was 97 percent, instead of just 90. But he was defeated by those damned Titans. He was then killed by the very serum that enhanced him.
His second son, Joseph, now known as Jericho, was opposite of him. He was a painter, a lover of nature. Even after his half-brother sent someone who slit his throat. He survived, clearly. He just was mute, a torment for a beautiful singer.
Adeline hated Slade for that, and blasted out his right eye.
Slade moved on, a fighter, survivor. Then he saw the Titans. A strange group of Justice League wanna-be's, at a glance. But they had proven themselves.
...Especially Robin.
The boy was obsessive. He was reckless. He was a soldier. He was a commander.
He was perfect.
Robin's Room...
The boy detective was examining his desk, looking for anything that might link, anything that he might've missed. He shoved aside papers, gadgets, all searching for the one man who had managed to elude even his mentor.
Slade "Deathstroke the Terminator" Wilson.
A man who couldn't be stopped. Not by Batman. Not by the Justice League. Not by him. Not even by... death. Still the man persisted in living. And that's Robin hated the man.
It is also why he respected him.
There is a thin line between enemy and ally. Between hate and love. Rivalry and friendship. Sometimes, this line is so indistinct... it's nonexistent.