After the other night Jason felt to confined to stay in the apartment just a few feet away from where he had almost killed someone who had once been like a brother so once again he was trading safe houses. another low profile, but this one was close to home, Crime Alley. Sleeping here only reminded him of his time here as a kid, every hour or so you`d hear a car alarm, or a barking dog that may or may not be a savage attack.

So in other words...

"Home sweet home." Jason sighed falling back first onto the old mattress. Everything hurt after he`d fallen on that dumpster and his face had gained more bruised then his knuckles. Jason ran a hand threw his helmet hair and smirked at himself, god a few minuets just to lie here would be great, in the past month he`d constantly been on his feet when ever possible, the dark bags under his eyes proved this.

When ever he felt tired he usually trained to keep up physical appearance, took much needed showers or drink what always seemed to be the last of his coffee. Jason`s bruises were so content and non-existent at that moment that he actually closed his eyes and seemed to relax, focusing on his deep breathing.

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Jason groaned in his sleep, he didn't dare open his eye of fear he wouldn't be able to ever get to sleep again. He could tell it was dark out, the fact the light wasn't hitting his eye lids was one good clue along with the fact the room was freezing. Getting up to close the window wasn't an option for him, he just wanted to sleep yet he couldn't.

Still he refused to wake up fully and get off of the bed, for the past two years take out a couple of months then that's how long he`d been nightmare free, but from what he knew he hadn't been dreaming. Jason sighed, and ran a hand threw his hair, maybe it was the fact that he remembered closing the window before he decided to drift off.

His eyes flung open and before he could comprehend who was attacking him with a katana he lifted his legs and ended up throwing the man over him and into the wall upside down. Jason jumped off of the bed and into the living room, He jumped over the couch and grabbed the closet gun he could find he spun back around but by the tie he did the man was on him holding him down, the only thing between the katana and Jason`s neck was the gun that he was using to hold back the retard stupid enough to do a home invasion on him.

"You know I think I was the only person wanting you to came back just so I could kill you." The man replied calmly, it didn't take Jason very long to recognize the voice and the motive, "Slade." Jason growled, "Come back to finally get your reputation back?"

"That's only part of it Red Hood, you`ve been very annoying to some higher parties." Slade explained pushing on the blade harder witch Jason only countered back with just as much force, "So like the hired help you are your getting paid to kill me."

"Not just you, Arsenal might not be on my list but the fact is I`m still going to kill him for humiliating me, along with the slutty alien he uses as a damn guard dog." Slade hissed, "And I`m going to make you tell me where their hiding out at."

Jason snickered coldly, "You don't know where they are? Slade Wilson cant find someone, wow people really give you too much credit for intelligence." Slade pulled Jason to his feet and threw him against the wall coming at him again, but Jason was faster then last time and ducked between the man`s legs and slid again the floor to the man`s back, Jason jumped up and flipped off of Slade`s back and a god distance away while Slade had been shoved into a wall.

"You`ve been training." Slade observed turning around to glare threw his mask.

Jason smirked, "Well I don't mean to brag." Jason pointed the gun and fired multiple times, slade dodged all but one witch hit him in the shoulder and messed up his aim when he threw the katana. Jason hadn't been paying attention to the blade when it left Slades hand only slade himself so he didn't realized it cut past his side. Jason`s hand lunged for his side with a gasp of pain but it only continued as Slade took the moment for himself and shoved his elbow into Jason`s shoulder.

He blocked a blow to the head with his upper arms and pushed slade back with a dirty punch that would of made Batman cringe, but it gave him back the upper hand and he kicked Slade in the chest, the man stumbled over the couch but was on his feet again lunging at him.

They were slamming each other harder against the walls with every hit and both were to stubborn to stay down. Slade shoved Jason into the wall digging a knife into Jason`s already stinging shoulder, "I`m going to make you call and beg your friends for help and when they hear how pathetic you are I`m going to cut your head off and mail it to them, I`ll input a tracer so I wont be far behind so don't worry it`ll be only a few hours more."

"Fuck you." Jason hissed clenching his fist in pain and trying to push Slade off, but this time, Slade had the upper hand.

"You should have stayed dead, now it`s time I get this over with and collect my reward." Slade hissed, Jason smirked, "Yeah, this. is. Over." He put the gun to the mercenaries chest and pulled the trigger, he shoved the man`s bleeding body back and stared till the man went against the tile floors, Damn, he needed to move again.

Jason kicked the man`s dead body angrily before heading to the restroom to get the first aid. Slade had said that he was becoming an annoyance, and Slade worked for big people, he even played a small role in that Reach mission Young justice had a few years back, so if someone wanted him dead they`d be able to pay Slade, so that meant he was getting into something larger, these people obviously had enough money to hire a mercenary.

He`d be damned if he didn't pressure this more. So now he was going after the person who might be able to tell Deathstroke where he might be staying. This safe house was old and Talia probably knew he was still using it. He`d have to have a talk with her...again.

Jason finished the wounds off sloppily, Leslie was right he didn't put enough time into his wounds, but he didn't have time. When he walked into the living room the spot where Slade had been laying was empty, of course.

He could have followed the blood trail, but Jason thought he had felt the absence of his phone in his pocket, Slade was going to see if Roy and Kori were easier targets then him.

It was only fair he warn them...