God, what would Batman think if he saw you now? What would your Titan friends think of their proud leader?

You were kneeling in front of Deathstroke, head bowed, while he looked down at you from his chair, he had injected microrobots into the Titans' blood, which meant that with the simple push of a button, he could kill them at any time.

But he didn't kill them, he only wanted to blackmail you, the deal was that if you obeyed him in absolutely everything, he would let them live.

"Good boy... Look at you, needing me."

Deathstroke roughly grabbed your hair, making you look up at him, this made your blood boil, but you had to think of your friends; their lives were in his hands.