Chapter 11:

Chapter 11:

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A winter-like chill permeated the air around, sending shivers down my spine. I knew I was outmatched, I could feel it, even more than that time I fought the Owl guy.

"Black Bolt, was it?" Deathstroke boomed at me, "You are far away from Star City boy."

I took a step back, the more he talked, the more time would Batman have to arrive.

Deathstroke chuckled, seeing me walk backward without moving my eyes from him, it seemed to amuse him, I was scared, which I was, I couldn't even use my powers where we were, the warehouse was close to a residential area, one whisper and millions would die.

He had me on checked mate.

"Very well then," Deathstroke chuckled, "Let's see what you got."

Unsheathing his blade, Deathstroke sprung at me shocking alacrity.

Seeing there was no way to avoid the confrontation or to escape, I moved close to him sending a right hook his way. However, Deathstroke caught my attack as it arrived, pulling me towards him, before delivering a hilt strike to my throat.

The bastard was aiming for my powers.

In pain, I staggered back.

A single hand clutching to my throat.

As much as it pained me to admit it, this was a battle that if I wanted to survive, I would have to fight with the intention to kill, only then, my chances would improve.

With that thought in mind, I drew a knife from my suit and got into position, and without hesitation charged at my enemy.

Deathstroke dodged my first few strikes with incredible ease, catching one of my swipes with the center of his blade, quickly knocking my knife out of my hand, before twirling around and throwing a kick at my head.

I ducked under his kick just in time, but before I could reposition myself, Deathstroke turned faster than I could see, or foresee and dug his heavy boot into my face, slamming me against the wall with a loud crashing sound.

"You are quite good, better than the wonder boy," Deathstroke complimented, his blade resting on his shoulder ever so lightly, "Unlike him, you know the importance of fear," he added, taking slow, heavy steps toward me. "Fear, helps you, fear molds you, at least from my point of view."

In pain, I stood up, nose bleeding, face aching with pain as the looming shadow of Deathstroke neared me, with each passing second.

Taking a deep breath, I got into position and ran towards my enemy, focusing solely on buying time.

"Good," Deathstroke complimented once again, following suit.

Springing over some boxes, I threw a hard punch at the mercenary, putting all my weight into it, the blow however missed as Deathstroke took a sidestep, but I didn't let that stop me and followed with a right hook and a horizontal kick, both attacks missed, as Deathstroke once again dodged.

He was dancing around me.

"Very good," Deathstroke said, as I once again tried to strike him.

Not giving up my attempts, I threw a hard punch at his jaw, putting my weight into it, the blow to my surprise connected, but it felt, empty, as if I had struck nothing but air as the mercenary moved his head to one side, simulating a hit, knowing he was faking the hit, I followed with a kick to his chest to push myself away from him as I grabbed a small explosive from my belt designed to blow metal walls off, and threw his way, before jumping back to take cover. But much to my dismay, Deathstroke grabbed the explosive mid-air and hurled it back to me in a singular motion.

In shock, I saw as the small explosive, exploded in my face, sending my body flying across the warehouse, as streams of blood dripped from underneath my suit.

Hoping to be correct, I texted the Butler the following message, [We need help evacuating, can you pick us up, is that something you do?]

Second after, a text popped up on my phone, [I am on my way, Master Bolt, hold tight.]

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Alfred arrived a few minutes later, wearing a rather unique costume to I imagine hide his identity, it was a very British disguise so to speak, anyway, not only he arrived in time, but managed to find our exact location within the warehouse, and carried both me and Robin out of the place.

The man sure was stronger than he looked.

As he carried us out of the place, the sounds of the battle still echoed around the entire warehouse, it almost felt, unreal.

Metal clashing against metal, explosions, gunshots.

"Worry not, Master Bolt, Master Batman, will prevail," Butler Man, as he had asked me to address him when he arrived stated with total confidence.

I nodded, letting my mind finally take a break as I drifted to a land of sleep, I was tired, and had lost a lot of blood, I needed a quick nap. I was safe, just now I was realizing how close to dying I had been a few moments ago.

At least I got a few hits in, before tossing the towel.

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I opened my eyes once again at the cave.

I was in the infirmary.

From what I could tell, Alfred had treated my wounds.

Still, in a bit of pain, I looked around to find Batman on his computer, with Robin on his side.

"Master David," Alfred, who I had failed to notice was near, approached me.

~So did we win?~ I asked, I had to know.

"Master Wayne?" Alfred called.

"He escaped," Batman replied, turning around to see me. "I apologize, I underestimated the chances of an event like this happening."

I nodded, turning to look at Robin, who didn't dare to look at me.

"Robin," Batman growled out.

"I'm sorry" Robin said, his voice sounding like that of a kid more than ever, "I we should've stuck together, we would've done better together."

I nodded, ~It's okay, next time wait for me though.~

"It's not okay, we almost died because of me!" Robin shouted, running out of the cave.

"He will come around Master David, give him time," Alfred assured me.

~I don't blame him,~ I replied, because even though what he had done was very irresponsible, our chances against Slade together were the same separate, zero.

At least for now.

I'm pretty sure Dinah will forbid me from visiting Gotham City after this.

And with a good reason.