"Come on ! Run faster !" Deathstroke was running, shooting at some enemies behind. "You're the Bat's clone or not ?!"

It was obviously a rhetorical question. When he heard that Lex Luthor's new project was to make a clone from Bruce Wayne's genetics, Slade saw an opportunity. Having a copy of the Bat with him, someone as strong and as smart as the hero, would give him much more opportunity.

"Careful at the gunshots !" Slade shouted at the clone. He grabbed the arm of the experiment and pulled the two of them in a dark alley. The sounds of the bullets resonated in the streets. Deathstroke kept running, keeping a tight grip on the clone's wrist.

"We're losing them." He commented. Slade stopped in the middle of the small alley. He crouched at manhole cover and pulled it off, revealing a ladder that was leading to the sewer. The smell was so strong that it could almost anesthetize his nostrils. "Follow me."

Deathstroke stepped inside, climbing down until he reached the concrete ground. The waste water was moving in the deep crevasse. After making sure that the clone was following him, Slade started to walk again the long of the path.

They were safe. Lex Luthor's men lost their tracks. He had been expecting the fight when he came to the laboratory to still the experiment, but here he was victorious. Deathstroke wasn't a famous assassin for nothing. He got what he wanted, Bruce Wayne's clone. A new partner. Someone he could use to his own purpose. He was planning to use that clone to his advantage for his next deals.