You're His Favorite Joke

Chapter 40: Embrace your inner madness

~~~Bruce Wayne aka Batman~~~

With Deathstroke being hurled at me made me quickly roll over and saw as he turned mid air and slid on knees while using his hand to keep himself steady.

"What are you doing here?!" Said Deathstroke as he pulled out his katana, keeping his sight set on the approaching goon.

I ran to him and grabbed his wrist which prevented him from unsheathing katana.

"I'm putting an end to this!" I sneered.

I felt as the side of my head was slammed against Deathstroke's.

"Sorry to break up the boy's scout meeting," began the goon as Deathstroke and I were on the ground, holding on to our throbbing heads.

I quickly pulled a batarang and aimed it to the goon's head. I threw it with all my force, but it was a futile attempt as the goon grabbed it mid air. He threw it to the side as I dashed for him. My fist connected with his jaw. With the blow from my punch his head flew backward. I grabbed it and slammed his head on the concrete.

He raised his face from the ground. He use one arm to support himself as I repeatedly punched either side of his face. I back flipped which connected my foot on his chin.

In mid-air, I see as Deathstroke runs under me. He twist flips in the air as he pulls out his battle stick. He slams the rod on the top of the goon's head. He then slams it upward on the goon's chin. The force made him fly back. He slammed into the wall.

Deathstroke mumbled something as he pulled out his katana. I quickly grabbed my batgrapple and aimed it at his hand. The grapple quickly wrapped itself around it and pulled him my way.

As he was pulled to me, he quickly threw his katana to his other hand and slashed off the wire from my grapple. With the momentum forcing him at me, he quickly turned mid-air and kicked me in the face.

As I stumbled to the side I blocked the next attack with my forearm. I entangled his arm with my own. With the applied pressure he screamed and threw his katana to his other hand.

The katana was aimed to my head, I pushed back a little and grabbed his wrist. He was now restricted as I flipped him over.
Deathstroke turned on his back as the goon grabbed me by my foot. I fell on the ground and felt my self being dragged. I tried to kick the goon off but it was useless. He threw me to side like a ragdoll.

Pain traveled through my body as I made contact with the hard concrete floor. I looked up to see Deathstroke dodge several blows but was then punched to hard to comprehend. He tried block the next blow but he was too discombobulated. He was lifted by his throat and was thrown against the wall next to me.

He fell from the wall and lands on his knees. He punched the ground in frustration as he turned to me. I studied the approaching goon.

Whatever we did had little to no impact on him.

"We can't defeat him like that," I said to Deathstroke who snapped his head at me. "We need to work together, Slade."

He looked down and shook his head.

"If we're going to do this, it has to be done my way!" I said with determination in my voice.
"You truly are insufferable! OK, fine!"

~~Slade Wilson aka Deathstroke ~~

"We'll do this your!" I demonstrated my devotion by tossing my katana to the side, rendering me weaponless.

I ran to the brute who hurled his fist at me, I quickly side step away and jumped over him. I wrapped my arms around his throat. I applied just the right amount of pressure to have him immobilized and in discomfort. He scratched my arms and my face, but I did not let up. I applied more and more pressure.