Chapter 10
Dick woke up to a buzzing from his utility belt. He sat up on the bed for a moment as the buzzing continued. He walked over and pulled out his communicator from a pouch of the belt. He had already made sure Deathstroke couldn't track him, but he kept it just in case.
He flipped it open and saw a face he never wanted to again. Deathstroke.
"Hello apprentice. I came back to our base to find you left, I am disappointed in you. It was much too easy to track you to Gotham," Dick could tell he was smirking behind the mask. "But if you come back now I won't have to hurt your new friends."
"You wouldn't. Years of missions and careful planning so you never once crossed the Justice League. You wouldn't blow all that for me." Dick said carefully.
"Oh but I would, you see if you went unpunished, people would see me as weak. And I have been lowering their guard so I could strike them eventually, but this is much better." Deathstroke countered.
"You can't take on the whole league."
"No, but one at a time yes. And I will make you watch as I slowly pick them apart," He continued his threat. "Richard, you know I can do it too. You are free to try to warn them, but do they trust you? No of course not, you just met them, what, a few days at the most. But you are free to choose as you wish."
Before Dick could counter Deathstroke cut the call. Red X growled and punched the wall next to him, leaving a small indent.
Without bothering to put his full mask or belt on, he stormed out the door, cape swishing behind him. He had to warn them before they did something stupid, or Deathstroke made his move if it wasn't already too late.