Y/n stared blankly straight ahead, his mind elsewhere but vaguely aware of the voice calling him. He glanced down when he realized that Brian was saying something but he barely registered it as he turned off his earpiece.

Red Hood: You okay, buddy?

Y/n: Yeah. *Deep breath* Time for a little Q & A with our prisoner.

He walked up to Killer Frost and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up at him with a smile and waited for him to speak.

Y/n: Quick question, Where is Deathstroke?

Killer Frost: I don't know.

Y/n: Hmmm, Where were you going to take me once you caught me?

Killer Frost: Back to the lab.

Y/n: Lab? *Killer Frost nodded* Where is this lab?

Killer Frost: Metropolis. That's what Deathstroke said.

Y/n: Good. Now, how were you going to get out of Gotham?

Killer Frost: Using the Jet.

Y/n: Good, good, where's the 'Jet'?

Killer Frost: I don't know. Only Deathstroke does. He said it would come for us.

Y/n nodded repeatedly whilst say yes over and over again. He was clearly trying to keep his cool.

Red Hood: Who is flying it then?

She gave him a death glare but when Y/n nodded for her to answer she did.

Killer Frost: I don't know.

Y/n: Who do you think might be flying it. Scratch that, who might bring it to pick you up?

Killer Frost: I don't know. Deathstroke knows.

Y/n: This is going nowhere. And we are wasting time. Any ideas?

Red Hood scratched his chin in thought for a few seconds but stopped as an idea came to him.

Red Hood: I've got it. What about the surveillance system? It isn't completed but the cameras have already been set-up.

Y/n: That could work. But I can't access it. I left my backpack. *Red Hood tilted his head when he said that* What? I was wearing a suit. Who wears a backpack on that?

Red Hood: Fine. What now?

Y/n: I can't but Barbara can. She said she would be working on it this week. Actually now that I think about it, we were supposed to work on it together.

Red Hood nodded and walked off to call her.

Y/n: Say hi to her for me.

Red Hood: Sure, whatever. Hey, Barbs. Listen- *Pause* Ok, Oracle. My deepest apologies. Listen, I've got to ask you for a favor.

Meanwhile, Y/n turned back to questioning killer Frost, walking slowly around her while she looked dead ahead with a dazed dreamy expression.

Y/n: Who came with you to Gotham?

Killer Frost: Deathstroke, Ravager, Livewire and Heatwave and Icicle.

Y/n: Excellent, now where are the others?

Killer Frost: I don't know.

Y/n: Where did they go?

Killer Frost: I don't know.

Y/n: Fuck!!! I told her I wanted the premium limited edition lipstick but noo, that one is for "paying customers". *He sighed and wiped the remaining traces off his lips* Okay, who hired you, what do they want with me and why go after Harley and Ivy?

Killer Frost: Lex Luthor, he wants to experiment on your immortality. Harley and Ivy so you would not resist.

Y/n: Huh. Is that it?

Killer Frost: Yes.

Y/n shrugged it off and instead removed his shirt and pants, leaving only his super-suit on. He was reloading his guns when he noticed Red Hood coming back.

Red Hood: Really? Okay, thanks a bunch. *Pause* No need, I think I can figure something out. Talk later. *He hang up* So, we have two choices. A, we quickly go after Deathstroke 1 and 2 or b, go to the location Barbara gave me.

Y/n: A, I chose A. Then do B. Yay, We have a plan now. let's go. Let's go, let's go. Let's go.

Red Hood: Yo, hold up. *He glanced to the side then turned back to Y/n.* What do we do about her?

Y/n turned at the question, his lips pressed into a thin line when he saw Killer Frost absent-mindedly creating little snow men. He scratched his head and a thought came to him.

Y/n: Okay, I'll tell Brian to send a team to pick her up. *he answered then turned back to killer Frost* I want you to build an ice castle and then go to sleep. Oh, and one more thing, *he whispered something in her ear and she smiled and nodded* Okay, Bye.

The two boys shot their grappling hooks to the roof, climbed up and disappeared. Killer Frost watched them leave them then began to form an ice cloud on the ground.

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Batman calmly waited and watched as Commissioner Gordon escorted Black mask into the room. The GCPD had quickly arrested all the crime lords and were taking them away but had left Black mask for Batman to question.

Gordon: Where is Riddler?

Black Mask: What does that idiot have to do with me?

Batman: Someone broke him out off Arkham the same day Blackgate also had a breakout, which you orchestrated.

He stepped out of the shadows and aproached him, standing at the opposite side of the table. Black mask frowned and folded his hands as he leaned back in his chair.

Batman: And he's the one person who could have helped you stay hidden for as long as you have. Also, the explosives where made in an all too familiar pattern.

Gordon: Why break him out in the first place. You two don't exactly see eye to eye.

Black Mask: What I do isn't any of your business, now is it. Instead shouldn't you be worrying about that brat? Everything would have been just fine if you had just taken care of him before he became this big of a problem.

Gordon: So take him and all competition out no matter the collateral damage. Is that the plan?

Black mask stayed silent.

Batman: Where is he, Black Mask?

Black Mask: Why should I tell you? I've lost everything. You have nothing to threaten me with, Bats. I've got nothing else to lose. All I have left is revenge.

Batman: Even then you still wouldn't put yourself at risk like that. Noo, this is something else.

Batman punched him in the face,  slammed it into the table then tossed him at the wall. The officer standing by the door stepped forward but stopped when Gordon held up a hand.

Black mask stood up and rubbed his jaw with a laugh. A nice trail of blood came out of his nose.

Black Mask: Was that necessary, Batman? I still won't talk.

Batman: I know you won't. So listen. What ever Ra's Al Ghul promised you was a lie. He would dispose of you once he no longer needs you. And that would be very soon.

Black mask: Still won't talk and you still can't make meARGHH!! *He suddenly screamed and held his ear.* MY HEAD!

Gordon: What the hell is happening to him?

Batman: Hmm.

The corner off his UI showing a 'trace 50% complete' then switch to a map of Gotham before zooming in on the general area it had narrowed it down to before the signal was terminated.

Meanwhile black mask was still holding his head and screaming and the officer was staring at him with his gun drawn, unsure of what was happening. Batman took two capsules from his utility belt and threw them at Black mask. The second they hit him, they exploded and froze the chunks that fell.

Gordon: Damnit, a warning next time.

Batman bent down and picked up a small device that landed in front of him.

Officer: Jesus. Did you just kill him?

Gordon: Relax, Ethan, that isn't Black mask. It's Clay-face. Get him to his cell at Arkham before he melts.

The officer glanced at the chunks and saw brown mud inside the ice blocks. His eyes opened in surprise and amazement.

Officer: a-ahh. Yes, sir.

He run out and Gordon turned to Batman with a questioning look.

Gordon: Did it work? Did you find him?

Batman: No. Close but he would have moved by the time I get there.

Gordon: Damnit. *He sighed and sat down.* I really was looking forward to that vacation, you know. Since the city's going quiet.

Batman: Keep your chin up, Jim. It wouldn't be long now.

Gordon: Yeah. Hey, about Y/n-, *He turned to Batman to see there was no one there. He frantically glanced all around the room that had no windows and only one door, a door he was facing.

Gordon: How?

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Deathstroke easily hopped from rooftop to rooftop all while tapping on his communicator. Ravager hummed softly to herself as she followed behind him. She noticed he was in a bad mood but she chose not to ask about it, though she could guess why.

Deathstroke: God damnit why isn't he answering?

Or maybe she couldn't guess after all.l because she thought he was upset about having to retreat. She caught up to him before asking.

Ravager: What's up?

Deathstroke: those idiots aren't picking up. *he gripped the device so tight it started to crack.* This isn't good. What the hell could have happened.

Ravager: I dunno. *She was quiet for a second and Deathstroke gave her a nod to speak. *It's just, why did we leave? Even though it was a 3v2, we could have taken them.

Deathstroke: And we would have died. I don't want to take any chances when a demon like that is involved.

Ravager: I get that but we didn't even use the drugs or paralyzer. *She grumbled and folded her arms* I want a rematch.

Deathstroke: Soon, once we have Ivy and Harley. Till then, you're gonna have to hold it in.

She shrugged and was about to respond when the device beeped and a low raspy voice came through.

???: What? He cleared his throat* what?

Deathstroke: What happened, heatwave? Why weren't you answering?

Heatwave: Nothing. We have them. Where are you?

He raised an eyebrow at the question before cautiously responding.

Deathstroke: Almost at the extraction point. What really happened?

Heatwave: Look, they were tougher than we thought, *the line was silent for a second* especially the incredible and amazing Harley Quinn, but after a long and hard fought battle, we just barely won. They're knocked out and defenseless without any chance of fighting back. There's nothing to be scared of. When can you get here?

Deathstroke turned it off without a word but he still wasn't happy. Ravager waited for him to speak but he held a finger up and looked around cautiously.

A hiss flew by him and a cable hooked onto the wall behind him. He froze for a split second, an intense instinctive fear passing through his whole body. His body moved before he realized it, drawing his sword then turning and stabbing down with all his strength just as a force slammed into him like a freight train.

He coughed up blood but didn't let go, instead gritting his teeth and grounding himself as he was pushed back a few feet. He looked down when he stopped sliding and saw an arm punched into his guts while his sword was shoved deep into an armored chest. He glanced up at Y/n's face but his eyes where half closed and his head was tilted back with blood trickling out his mouth, the only thing keeping him standing was the arm in Deathstroke.

Ravager: What the hell just happened? Dad, are you okay?

Ravager rushed over to help but Deathstroke stopped her with a yell.

Deathstroke: No! Stay back! Red Hood is-

She froze mid-step and quickly drew her swords and turned around. Two gunshots knocked the swords out of her hands and she jumped back to avoid any others, realized a second too late that there was something coming at her. She folded her arms in front of her just as a red and black blur tackled her off the roof into the window of a nearby building.

Deathstroke tried to take Y/n's hand out but it simply didn't budge. He could hear Ravager and Red Hood fighting but he didn't think she could win. He groaned and swung his head down again and again, bashing Y/n's face in but he still didn't let go. He tried to pull the sword out but Y/n suddenly grabbed his hand and let out a hollow laugh.

Y/n: Surprise, motherfucker.

Y/n crushed his hand and returned the headbutt, cracking Deathstroke's helmet in one hit then kicked him off. Deathstroke stumbled back but quickly studied himself. Y/n slowly pulled the sword out with a low moan before opening his eyes with a grin. His left eye was an empty void whiles the right one seemed to be glitching switching from his E/C one's to the black one.

A drop of blood dripped into Deathstroke's eye and in the short time he squinted, Y/n blurred and he threw a hook. Y/n grabbed the arm and snapped it at the elbow, the bone jutting out through the flesh. He moved on to the other arm and punch straight through it, leaving a stump from the elbow to part of the forearm.

With Deathstroke arms out the way, he punched at his chest, each strike blowing a hole in his torso, spraying blood and viscera out his back. His last punch dug in till he reached the spine. He grabbed it, crushed the vertebraes in his palm then yanked it out and fired his grappling hooks point blank at Deathstroke, sending him flying into a wall.

He calmly walked over to the sword and picked it up, resting it on his shoulder as he strolled over to Deathstroke's body. Deathstroke took in dragged breaths as the two stared at each other then Deathstroke coughed, a guttural choked thing that sent blood flying out his mouth.

Deathstroke: Hell...of a... move.

Y/n: Yeah... It was, wasn't it.

Deathstroke: What...now?... gonna... finish the job?

Y/n: Nah.* he crouched down by him and patted his cheek* I told you, I'm a huge fan. I know it's just a job for you, I just needed to release some stress that's all. No hard feelings, I hope.

Deathstroke: None...but you hurt my baby girl... I. Will. Kill. You.

Y/n grinned and stood up and swung the sword so it was pointing at Deathstroke.

Y/n: Not to worry, sir. She's just a kid to me, and I would never hurt a child. Well not much anyway. I mean.. you know what I mean.

Deathstroke: Yeah...

Y/n: Sweet. Till we meet again.

He thrust the sword into Deathstroke till the hilt, effectively impaling him to the wall. He sighed and glanced down at slash in his suit, gently running his fingers over the spot.

Hehe. Ouch.

Look who is finally awake. Thanks for the assist.

Don't sweat it, kid.

I was being sarcastic

Red Hood: You sure about this? We could end it here and it'll be one less future fight.

Y/n glanced behind him to see Red Hood walking towards him with an unconscious and tied up Ravager on his shoulder. He ripped a needle out his arm and tossed it aside.

Y/n: I want that future fight. This is the second time I've cheated to win.

Red Hood: Yeah, I can't see you winning without cheating. Weak and scrawny as you are.

Y/n: Fuck you, Jason. *He took out a pill and swallowed it.* Yours still working or you need another?

Red Hood: Nah, I'm good. *He nodded then jumped off the roof, Y/n following behind and a second later, they were a block away from Deathstroke.

It wasn't till fifteen minutes later that they stopped, looking down at a two story building below them. The building stood out because it was the only one in the area that had all it's lights off. It didn't look like a hideout but rather a family home with residents away on a trip. Y/n tried to scan it with his suit but something kept interfering.

Y/n: You sure this is the place?

Red Hood: Yep. This is where Batgirl said she tracked them too. I suggest we go through that open window. It looked like the best entry point.

Y/n: Then let's do this. *He jumped down and grappled into the window, rolling to a stop and standing up, thinking for a second at why the window was open in the first place but ignored it.

He made his way to the door peeked around the corner. He moved through it when he didn't see any one but he definitely heard movement downstairs. He tried to scan again but his hand froze.

Don't. Just walk down the stairs.

Okay... Why?

Do it. trust in the force. Which is me, of course. Don't tell Lucas that.

He shrugged and obeyed, flinching as the stairs creaked with every step. He gulped when he noticed how everything was quiet now. He took the final step and the lights suddenly came on, blinding him for a second.

He drew his guns but someone disarmed him and held him to the ground. He grunted and blinked his eyes, all efforts to break free seizing when he saw Harley and Ivy holding up a cake.

His eyes swept the room, making out Nightwing, Robin, Batgirl and his crew standing behind the two ladies. He turned his head and saw that the person holding him down was Jason, a massive grin on his face.

All: HAPPY GOTHAM TAKEOVER DAY!

Y/n: Nani?