It was just another contract for Slade, a man who had dealt with countless contracts throughout his career. Ransom contracts, assassination contracts, and even robbery contracts were all part of his repertoire. But this particular contract was different, it was unique, and it promised a handsome reward.

You, Batman's loyal sidekick, had been captured and held for ransom. However, the motive behind this abduction was not money. Slade's client had a different agenda altogether. They wanted Batman to reveal his true identity to the world, and until that happened, Slade was ordered to keep you captive. For Slade, there was nothing personal in this mission. He had no interest in your fate, except for the monetary gain it would bring. After all, he already knew the man behind the mask, the enigmatic figure known as the Dark Knight.

As you struggled on the floor, desperately trying to free yourself from the tight ropes and muffled by the gag in your mouth, Slade's patience began to wear thin. "Shut up, kid. You're pissing me off," Irritation crept into his voice as he snapped at you, taking a long drag from his cigarette. Even the notorious Grayson hadn't proven to be as bothersome as you were in that moment.