Chapter 4

Jon: Took you long enough, I was starting to get tired of acting.

Batman: "....."

Jon: Look, I need your help.

Batman: I should take you in.

Jon: For what?

Batman: Don't forget that you murdered someone.

Jon: It was self defense!

Batman: Doesn't give you the right to take his life. What if he had family and turned to a life of crime to feed them?

Jon: Fine. I won't kill any more thugs.

Batman: Good.

Jon: But you have to help me first.

Batman: What do you want?

Jon: I need information on a man going by the name Deathstroke.

Batman: Why?

Jon: That is none of your concern.

Batman: If you want info then you'll tell me.

Jon: Again, I agreed to not kill any street thugs, thatb should be enough for you right?

Batman: Fine. He is a mercenary. His real name is Slade Wilson originally a marine, he was also supposed to be Ra's Al Ghuls succesor. For reasons unknown he was not chosen.

Jon: 'So he wanted revenge on Grandfather for not choosing him?' I want his location or anything that can lead me in his general direction.

Batman: Can't help you with that. However come with me and I might be able to help you more.

Jon: No, thank you. I know how to get him to come to me.

With that I left and started my walk home. On the way there I got some food and thought over how I could get someone to hate me enough to put a bounty on my head. Arriving home I started to walk towards my room that held all of my gear. Heading in I grabbed twin Beretta M9's, a Barret M82 50. cal sniper, a M4a1 assault rifle, and a combat knife. Packing all my guns, excluding my pistols, I holstered my pistols. Sheatthing my knife, I put on some light armor, a mask and was ready to leave.

After leaving through the window, as not to raise suspicion, I started searching for thugs to beat up. Finding a couple of drug dealers was easy, I am in Gotham afterall. Dropping down behind them, I put my pistols to the back of their heads.

Jon: Alright I'm only gonna ask this once. Where is your boss?

Dealer 1: A'ight, A'ight, relax man, you don't have to do this.

Jon: Answer my question or I'm gonna turn your head into spaghetti noodles.

Dealer 1: A'ight man chill, he should be at Gotham Harbor with a couple other big shots making some kind of deal.

Jon: Thank you and goodnight.

Dealer 1: What do you mean goodn-

Before he could finish his sentence I pistol whipped him and his friend in the back of the head knocking them out. After that I heard a thud behind me and turned around to see Batman.

Jon: What do you want Batman?

Batman: I see you kept your promise.

Jon: Why wouldn't I?

Batman: "..."

Jon: Seeya later, I'm busy and don't have time to converse.

With that I climbed to the roof of a building and starting making my way to Gotham Harbor. On the way there I could see that Batman was following me. I wasn't gonna stop him because I don't care, he hasn't bothered me so no reason to stop him. Making my way into the harbor, I searched around for the Drug Dealer's boss.

Within about 10 minutes I found him, along with three other men, at a table talking. Taking out my M4 I was about to fire when Batman stopped me.

Batman: You said you wouldn't kill!

Jon: 1. I said I wouldn't kill thugs. 2. I'm just gonna scare them don't get your panties in a bunch.

Batman: Fine.

He let me go and I took aim again. Shooting a single bullet at ones briefcase, I dropped down in all the confusion.

Jon: Hello good sirs. May I ask you lads a few questions?

Boss 1: Screw you, how about that?

They had a lot to say, until I shot one in the ear. Batman didn't really like this, but I didn't kill anyone so he can't be mad.

Jon: I'll ask again. May I ask you lads a few questions?

Boss 1: Fine. What do you want?

Jon: Do any of you know a man going by the name Deathstroke?

Boss 3: Yeah, I know him. What about him?

Jon: Where can I find him?

Boss 3: Your guess is as good as mine.

Jon: Dammit! What a waste of time... Actually I have an Idea.

Boss 1: What?

Jon: Hire him to kill me.

Boss 3: What?! Are you insane?!

Jon: Didn't I just give you an order?

Boss 3: Fine we'll get it done, just let us go alright.

Jon: Alright, I'll let you go.

Boss 3: Wait! what should I say your name is?

Jon: That is a work in progress. Just say that I succeeded where he failed.

With that I started leaving. On my way out I managed to convince Batman to put trackers on their brief cases and get them later.

Batman: What did you mean by that?

Jon: By what?

Batman: You succeeded where he failed. What do you mean by that?

Jon: Nonya.

Batman: What does 'Nonya' mean?

Jon: Nonya damn business!!!!

With that I burst out laughing in his face. Batman of course was not amused by this. Not like I cared. After all of that I went back to my appartment and went to bed as I was up until 4 am this night.