Prisoner

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Author's Note: Hey guys! This a story that I really wanted to write for a while : ) I changed the story line a little bit but everything but Dimachaerus and some side characters is owned by DC Comics.

Enjoy!


I woke up with a killer headache. I opened my eyes to the sickening combination of yellow and red. I looked around to see a completely Flash-themed room. The were small toys and posters. What kind of messed up devil child stayed was forced to live here! I walked forward to see a large see-through barrier blocking the exit. I groaned. Man was my dad going to be pissed. Not that I cared. I never wanted to see the bastard ever again.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Dimachaerus Wilson aka Ravager ll. Dimachaerus comes from the Roman word for a gladiator that fought with two swords. The was a Ravager before me, my sister Rose Wilson. But she was killed long ago. My father is the one and only Slade Wilson, otherwise known as Deathstroke. Unlike Rose, I was conceived for the sole purpose of being a weapon. After my unknown mother's job was done, she was killed.

For three years of my life, I experimented on in an attempt to make me a metahuman. Finally, my father succeeded in murdering a red lantern and used his ring along with altering my genetic code to make me into a metahuman that can create red weapons. All I can create right now are swords.

The door slid open. Oh god. Now I was really screwed. In waltzed in the ever-so-feared Batman himself. Then that Martian Guy. Oh crap. That meant I was being held hostage by the justice league. The two stood at the door and spoke to each other in hushed voices.

"Hello? Are you just going to leave me in this horrifying room?" I shouted. Batman pressed a panel on the wall.

"Team please report to Kid Flash's room." So that where I was. I had never meet Kid Flash myself but apparently, he was just a slower immature version of the Flash. I heard voices in the distance.

"I wonder what KF did this time."

"This time?"

"Last week he smuggled a dog into his room and it ended up peeing in the corner of his room."

I made a mental note to stay away from the spot.

"Leave it to Kid to mess up his room and then show up late today."

"Hey, he's at school! Besides we had a beach day!"

Through the door walked in..... sidekicks? What. the. f-

"Team, your assignment for this week is to watch Dimachaerus Wilson. Otherwise known as the Ravager or the daughter of Deathstroke. She has-"

"I'M HERE I'M HERE I'M HERE!" I heard. A yellow blur dashed into the room and ran straight into the glass, creating a large crack.  There on the other side of the glass was this Kid Flash.

I laughed.

"Nice job Flashboy. You mind breaking the rest of the glass?"

"Who, is that and why does she look like a female Deathstroke?"

"I'm Ravager. And I'm his daughter" I said.

"Team get ready. I need to speak to Ravager."

There was no way I was telling this Speed Demon my real name. I was already upset Batsy here told everyone else. Wait a minute. Is that- it can't be- Artemis Crock. I watched as the team left, Kid Flash threw his arm around her, saying something that made her laugh. I rolled my eyes. She had them fooled pretty well. I don't think she knew that I knew what she had promised her father she would do. I couldn't careless what happened to this stupid team of children anyways.

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