I couldn't resist sticking a bath towel scene in there for Nitro's character. The character is a cat after all and sometimes they can't resist a tempting plaything. And the real Nitro could never resist a fight with a bath towel.

Raven opens her eyes only to find a man standing over her. "...You..."

"Yes its me Rachel...or should I call you Nightingale?"

She looks up a little more with it now.

"I knew you were getting your information from her but I never dreamed that you were one in the same. Want to know what gave you away?" He continues when she doesn't respond. "One of my guys followed Nightingale on her last raid on the office looking for dirt that Rachel Roth could use to blackmail me. That guy has been in this city a very long time and he recognized the powers Nightingale used to disappear." He pauses looking down at her for a few moments. "I suppose I should just cut to the chase and call you Raven. Why dispose of the troublesome Rachel aka Nightingale when there is a profit to be made from powers like yours. Now why don't you save my scientists the trouble and very possibly your own life and tell me what it is that makes you tick?"

Raven struggles against the bonds that hold her prisoner. Right now she would like nothing more than to lash out at him and wipe that ugly smirk right off his face. "You and your scientists can all go to hell!" Since she can't hit him, Raven settles for spitting in his face.

Nightwing looks up from the papers as he hears the cat growling. He looks around to find that he has left the hidden room. He looks around warily wondering if someone else is here. He finds the cat outside the bathroom door. He watches as the cat hunkers low to the floor with eyes wide and ears flattened.

Nitro slowly stalks forward until he pounces on his prey.

Nightwing watches bewildered as the cat drags a bath towel down from the rod and proceeds to wrestle with it.

"You might say that bath towels are the little guy's kyrptonite."

Nightwing wheels around as he recognizes the voice.

"I thought he might bring you here."

"What in the hell-?"

"-hell indeed. It has been awhile Robin...or should I just call you Nightwing now?"

"Slade."

"That's Deathstroke now."

"A hired hit man...I shouldn't be surprised by that. Did you have something to do with Raven's disappearance?"

"If you really believed I was behind it, I don't think we would be standing here talking. Nightingale and I have worked together on a few occasions."

"I don't believe that."

"She struggled with her dark side for many years before she finally came back here to make a life for herself. In the end she never could quite get the heroine side of herself out of her system. I wager there are a great number of things she did in the past that you wouldn't believe. But we don't have time to stand here talking about it."

"Are you saying that you're here to help find Raven?"

Deathstroke crosses the room and picks up the cat who is now entangled in the bath towel. He unwraps the tight little ball he's gotten himself into.

Nitro looks up at the white-haired man with an eye-patch whom he hasn't seen in a very long time as he gulps fresh air. He thinks now they may finally have a shot at tracking down the mistress. He can't understand why the mistress sent him after the dark bird rather than the master, who is clearly better suited for the task at hand.

Deathstroke looks down at the cat who gazes up at him. "Lets just say I owe her one."

I did say last week I wasn't bringing any other former Titans back...no one asked about the villains.