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Oct 13 2015, 02:46 PM
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Five years. Five years since Christian Summers had returned Slade the use of his right eye after it was blown out by his late spouse. He sat on a bench in Robinson Park, thinking about what he had done after the years had slowly passed by. Trained, heightened his ability more with the use of both eyes now. Of course, now he could actually wink and others would catch on. It was the minor things that actually made a small quirk of his lip curve into a gentle smirk. He closed his eyes, took in a breath and held it. He could hear his own heart beat, the sounds of others screaming in joy over what sounded like joy. Opening his eyes he let his breath out and just gazed around. Gotham was hardly home. He missed Bludhaven. However, he heard his 'little bird' was back at Wayne Manor. <p>

Even with his time away from the Bat family, since he was practically 'taken' by the Summers in Metro; he was actually trying to figure out how to get out of the certain predicament he was now in. Death wasn't something Slade liked to think about. He had come close to it several times in his life time and getting threatened again by the man who returned the use of his eye, not smart on his part. He was usually better than that. Now though, he simply sat there in some jeans, shirt and an overcoat; thinking.


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Crime Alley. Slade a few things to do to get what he needed and where else but this crummy run down area of Gotham. He had a certain contact to speak with and then see how his darling Titans were. As he stopped by a rundown place, he spoke with a person dressed in black and kept his face covered. Slade wore shades, a black shirt and some jeans with combat boots. He dyed his hair for this, it was a dark black and he trimmed on purpose to look at least unrecognizable. However, to a certain Titan, not even his change of look could decipher his scent.<p>As he exchanged the money for the items, he walked away and then whistled a bit as he walked the way. Most would look, even try to whisper about taking him down. But it wasn’t hard from the way he moved with such pride and stature that he was not someone to mess with. Beneath his glasses on his left eye was a patch without anything to wrap around, something new he had made to make it easier in case some whack job decided to punch his glasses off. For now, things seemed quiet. <p>However, Slade’s mind was running a mile per minute. Every time he saw someone assume, he was already coming up with ideas, escape plans and of course, killing if need be. Along his leg was a weapon, a gun strapped to him along his leg in plain view. He wasn’t going to hide anything but Slade always meant business. In his boot were compartments along the sole of gas bombs. If there was one thing Slade did, was to always be prepared for the unexpected.

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So there he was, standing before the large corporation building in some nice slacks, leather jacket and buttoned down shirt. He wore sunglasses this time but his eyepatch was in pocket. He brought his phone up to gaze at the information he had found out. Apparently the one he spoke to was a Christian Summers. Not only did he own the Titan Global Group, but he and his whole family seemed to own countless companies such as Seaworld, HP Shipping, the clothing company Fae and even the Daily Planet. He was intrigued by the fact that this man, who's age he recalled was younger than his own, owned and controlled so much. He even researched the various family members and all of them didn't even look close to his age. The problem was, it was all he could find. He found no other connection at all.<p>And thus, Slade was more intrigued and it caused flags to spike in his head. He owned the University as well and just glanced back up at the building. With the flight here from Gotham, he spent the whole time researching. Though he could find everything they were in, he couldn't find anything besides his name on a birth certificate to a Jake Summers. That was it, and it made him wonder if these men, this family was even human. His eye narrowed some and he cleared his phone data and then pocketed the device. He began to walk towards the entrance and wondered if he was walking into something he would regret. What was he thinking? Slade never regretted anything. Human or not, Slade wasn't going to buckle. He would win, as he always did. He walked in and went to the front desk. <p><b>"I'm here to see Christian Summers. I'm Slade Wilson." </b> he purred to the receptionist, watching the man page and call u. As he did, Slade looked around and took in what he saw. He was looking forward to rutting. If anything, Slade would leave if he couldn't get anything. That was his plan. Heaven or hell only knew if he would stick with it.
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I had to laugh for a moment when I was posed the question. <b> “Let’s just put it this way, I always make my little fantasies come true.”</b> My voice had a bit of a purr as usual and it was also seductive. Hell the intervier wasn’t that bad looking but I knew that they wouldn’t be keeping what I said since I had already decided to mess with his recorder with something else of mine. I leaned back some, getting comfortable again and grinned. <b> “The one I pick is Nightwing. Our little time together each week, well it varies. I enjoy recording it. Blackmail you see, and well if I do leave Gotham for a few weeks or months, I like to have my own time enjoying his ass on my screen.</b> I chuckled again and the man seemed a bit confused. He went on asking me about Batman but I waved it off and snorted. <b> “I am hardly concerned with him. Nightwing is much better naked, but in that suit of his it’s like he already is.”</b> I withheld a chuckle this time as I continued.<p>
<b> “Whips, chains, slings and of course the toys like vibrators, dildos and the ever lovely whip is all products of our fun moments. First I fluster him, make him angry. I know exactly how to make him work for it. Now, I don’t like it being one sided, but I know he craves for me, no matter how much he will deny it. I play around; tease him until he begs for it. It’s wonderful really. The feeling of having total control of him.” </b> I couldn’t help but purr, closing my eye and thinking about that body in my lap. I grinned a bit and had to readjust myself. <b> “I will leave the rest up to you and your imagination for now. I think we’re done.”</b> I didn’t like telling all my secrets, but I did enjoy to leave people guessing. Getting up, I left the room.

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What brought me this god forsaken town still escapes me. I was here for a certain job and the next morning, there is blood and chaos on the streets. Honestly, I watched for several minutes from the roof top. I crouched there, musing about the destruction that continued down at the streets. The shots and screams rang and I found myself shaking my head. It wasn’t that I pitied these fools. No, they were all degrading idiots. Killing themselves seemed fair enough in my logic. The ones who were caught in the crossfire were obviously stupid to even venture out. I heard someone calling out, glancing over to see a masked gang member screaming at me. It wasn’t until moments later when I felt the hit of the bullet spray. The fools.<p> At least these special cases will keep me entertained. I stood up and felt more bullets hit my armor to just snort behind my mask. Like a viper my hand pulled out my handgun on my hip and shot it at the ones that continued to assault me, only to watch them fall over dead once the bullet hit the mark of their blasted heads. I decided to leave this chaos alone. It didn’t need me. In fact, later, I’ll come by and pick up the pieces. Jumping down and out of view, I left them to their own misery.

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