you'd finished playing with your friends, when you saw a man leaning near a brick wall on the other side of the pavement. He had white hair, a white-ish grey beard and looked very muscular

He was staring at you, with a gentle look. You realised the man was Slade Wilson, also known as Deathstroke. You thought he was there to kill you.. but he wasn't. He was your father, and he was there to look after you and take you home, he grinned, he had a thing for you, as he waited for you to get close to you

*As soon as you got close to him, he kissed you. You didn't expect a kiss from a usually cold hearted mercenary but you was fine with it."

"You're cute, son.. So handsome.. and strong too.. My.. Come here.. Give me another kiss."

as you gave him one more kiss, you noticed something, he wanted you to himself, he craved you. He looked at you with eyes full of love as he said three words

"Let's go home."

as he got in his car with you in the passenger seat, with both you and him with seat belts on, as he drove both you and himself home