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I've got Redhorns coordinates, you should be there in a few minutes.

So, do you have a plan?

Yeah, I just won't go easy on him this time.

Okay mister confident. Well, I went ahead and made some upgrades to your suit

that should help even out the odds.

Oh, okay. I love surprises.

Who are you people?

Hello, David.

Slade?

Let's take it up a notch higher.

Do you remember the sort missions you sent me on?

I answer to the people above me, just like you.

Slade!

He was four years old...

Hey, boss!

I'm busy!

I'm sorry to interrupt right now, but, the kid is back!

He dead?

He Wishes.

You must have some kind of death wish, kid.

No jokes this time, hero?

You're not worth the material.

Oracle, I--

I'll call you back!

Just don't be too proud to call for help...

You're a detective; that's who we are--

It's what we do...

I can't do this alone.

You can. You're my son.

Who the hell do you think you are, taking me on?

I'm Nightwing.

You sure this is going to hold him?

Low level EMP with an Nth metal gravity pull.

It'll keep his electronics strapped with the weight of a mountain on his back.

Good to know.

You don't understand. You have no idea what these men did to me, What they made me do.

Actually, Slade, I do understand. I saw your service record, before and after S.H.A.D.E..

I'm sorry about what happened to you. You were a good man.

You saw what was written down. I was never a good man, I was a good soldier.

They just made me a monster.

It doesn't have to be that way. You're not a slave to your past, Slade.

You know, you remind me of my son, Grant.

Kid, if you want my advice, what you need is...

I already have a father.

SLADE!

Get down!

Stay down.

Oracle! Slade's just been tagged by a sniper.

I heard it over the mic. Triangulating now.

I saw where the shot came from. Send an ambulance here now!

Oracle. Looks like our sniper is using a 308 shell and, judging by this distance.

He was pretty good.

Dick Grayson, still pretending to be the detective.

Let me guess, you're my guardian angel, right?

Guardian angel? I guess you could say that.

Look, I appreciate what you did for me at the club, really but, I had this covered.

You didn't have to murder him.

Murder?! Let me ask you something when you kill a rabid animal, is that murder?

That son of a bitch was out of control, and I put him down!

I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you have got no right to wear that symbol.

I've earned this symbol.

Jason?

You seem a little surprised to see me.

We buried you.

After you and Bruce let me die.

Taught me just enough to get me killed, then sent me out in the streets to use as bait.

It wasn't like that, and you know it, Jason!

What's that clown still doing alive, Dick?!

I got a new perspective on life, and I'm going to do what you two refuse to do,

and make an actual difference.

What, by killing?!

I've been dead! Life isn't so special the next time around.

Just stay out of my way and let me do my work. I'm not going to warn you again.

Or what?

Or I'll put you down, too.

Jason!!

Dick?!

Barbara.

What happened, did you get him?

No.

It's Jason.

He's alive.