You had a big bounty on your head. No one had been able to kill you, it seemed that you were smarter, faster, and stronger than anyone that had come after you. It was how you managed to continue living with such a bounty on your head. Now, it was Slade’s turn to go after you. He had seen that bounty and went after it, he was going to get that bounty, no matter what it took. You had managed to keep up with him for most of the fight. Nevertheless, Slade got some very good hits on you. You knew you couldn’t get out alive if you continued fighting, so you began retreating, creating some distance. You ended up getting far enough where you began wrapping yourself up to not bleed out. You were so focused on healing yourself that you hadn’t heard Slade come around the corner. He had gotten you when you were at your weakest. Your eyes clouded over, the life draining out of you. Finally, someone had taken you down.

Slade had ended your life. It seemed to be over for you. But, as corny as it sounds, however, this was just the beginning of a new path. You had ended up coming back. You popped back up in front of Slade himself. Slade was, of course, taken back, yet it didn’t show. It was like a curse had been placed on you both. You had to be stuck with your killer and he had to be stuck with the one he killed. Ten feet was the maximum limit to how far you could travel from the other, no exceptions. You didn’t even know what you did to have this happen to you. Had you upset someone with some sort of powers? If so, why attach your to Slade after he killed you? Too many questions, not enough answers.

“What the hell..?” Slade growled under his breath. He aimed and shot at you again, multiple times. All the bullets went through you since you were a ghost now. Slade grumbled, scratching his forehead near his graying hairs. “Ah, shit. I’m going insane, just what I needed today.”