Wilson's family crisis

"Wrath?" Joseph Wilson asked, somewhat surprised. "You actually did it? I always thought you were a machine."

"This time I won't fail— Joey, you won't lay a finger on her." Deathstroke cleaved Joseph in two with a single strike, green light coalescing into a Submachine Gun, and a barrage of bullets instantly enveloped Adeline's body.

"How heartless, Dad—"

"I know which is more important, the living or the dead," Deathstroke said coldly, calling to Rose and Grant, "Come with me!"

The three of them jumped out of the broken window together, and Deathstroke led them down to the underground garage and into Safehouse.

"Stay here? We should leave this house," Rose said.

"Trust me!" Deathstroke placed the Grant he was carrying on the sofa. "This is the safest place for hundreds of miles."

"Big brother, are you alright?" Rose looked at Grant with some concern.

"I'm fine, Rose, thanks to him."

"You really love being sarcastic, don't you?" Rose glanced around. "Slade, didn't you say you were going to change your ways? I see you still have an assassination list."

It's not what you think.

I really hope you can change that tone of yours.

Deathstroke was somewhat speechless. He picked out two submachine Submachine Gun that suited his style from the wall. "Stay here, you'll be fine. Grant can't fight those things."

"Where are you going?"

"Go and settle my troubles," Deathstroke said, closing the door to the Safehouse.

"Wait—" Rose hadn't finished speaking when Deathstroke had already left the Safehouse, the door slamming shut, preventing Rose from getting out. "Slade! You bastard! Open the door!"

"Now that the children are gone—" Deathstroke faced the two Black Lantern Corpses; "we can get down to business now."

Safehouse.

"Damn it, Slade!"

"Don't just stand there, Rose. If he gets knocked down, we need to be prepared." Grant got up from the sofa and took the Katana and gun from the wall.

"You sound exactly like him," Rose said. "I think Uncle Wade is right; you might have a bit of a father complex."

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Grant curled his lip.

Before the two could exchange more than a few words, the door to the Safehouse flew in.

A Deathstroke flew in along with the door.

"Sorry to bother you, but you two won't want to miss this, I promise." Joseph Slade grabbed Deathstroke's hair. "So, big brother? Should we let your father taste what it's like to have his throat slit?"

"Go to Hell, Joey," Grant said.

"I really hope he's got enough, since everyone wants a piece of Slade's body," Adeline said, digging her fingers into Deathstroke's chest.

"Get away from her!" Rose swung his sword, cutting Joseph in two, grabbed Deathstroke, and desperately dragged him backward.

"----Mom?" Grant froze on the spot, only now realizing the identity of the corpse.

"Of course it's me. I'm so glad to know that the bond between mother and child will never be broken—unlike all the others," Adeline said gently, without a trace of the ferocity that had just torn open Deathstroke's chest. "Darling, I knew it would turn out this way."

You suffer so much without me by your side—we used to be so close. A boy always needs his mother's love, doesn't he? Come to Mommy."

"You're right, we shouldn't fight." Grant walked towards Adeline. "Mom—I'm sorry—I'm sorry!" He hugged Adeline tightly and slammed into Joseph Slade. "Rose! Take Dad away!"

And what about you?

"I'm your brother!"

Rose hoisted the Deathstroke onto his shoulder and ran toward the door.

"Grant, my child—why did this have to happen?"

"I'm sorry, Mom—" Grant tried to persuade the two of them, but suddenly noticed a button on the wall.

"I should have known. You always had an escape plan, Dad." Grant slammed his fist on the button. "This is for my family."

[Intelligent Life has been identified.]

[Grant Wilson from Earth.]

You have a strong Willpower to overcome fear.

Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps.

A violent explosion rang out, and Deathstroke and Rose, who had run out of the Safehouse, were thrown away by the blast wave.

"No!" Rose tried to run back, but Deathstroke grabbed his hand.

We must save him!

"We can't, Rose!" Deathstroke said, his voice low but firm.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault."

"I know—I'm sorry, Rose, I'm so sorry."

The two continued running outside; the orange light fell, but it did not restrict their movements.

"Hang in there, Joey, we're not done yet." Adeline crawled out of the rubble.

"I've always known you and Mom lack boundaries. But it's really strange—especially for you." Jonathan Wilson grabbed Grant's foot and dragged him out. "Big brother, you're not dead yet?"

"Ha—" A green light severed Jonathan Wilson's wrist, and Grant got up. "Come on."

"Stop! Stop!" A red and black figure descended from the sky. "My dear nephews, stop right now!"

"Uncle Wade?" Grant and Jonathan's expressions immediately turned very strange when they saw that it was Dead Servant.

"Why that expression?" Dead Servant shrugged. "Am I some kind of annoying elder?"

"----Do you remember when I was little, you went to the bathroom with me and said your 'private area' was swollen because of a bee sting, and told me to try it if I didn't believe you?" Grant rolled his eyes.

"This----"

"Is that so? Wade? You really mean it?" Adeline said in shock.

"I just said it casually, I didn't expect him to actually believe it—" Dead Servant said, quite embarrassed.

"And what about me? Tell me—"

"Well, I think you two should just get yourselves buried already." Dead Servant quickly ripped the two Black Lantern Ring off.

"Wade? You got here so fast?" Deathstroke came back after finishing his phone call with Dead Servant, only to find that Dead Servant had already taken care of his Ex-wife and son.

"Uh... yes."

"You're asking Uncle Wade for help at a time like this?" Grant looked at Deathstroke, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Are you kidding me?

"Is there a problem? We're family."

"Then you probably don't know about me flying kites with Uncle Wade."

"----What's the matter?"

He hung me on a kite and flew it.

"You son of a bitch! Wade!"

"Hey, how could you say that about your aunt?"

"Let's go," Grant said to Rose, somewhat speechless.

"Hey, wait a minute—" Dead Servant pulled a White Lantern Ring from his pocket and put it on his finger. "I'll truly resurrect them first."

"Is this permissible?" Rose was taken aback.

"What's the meaning?"

"In normal circumstances, shouldn't the righteous faction say a proper goodbye to their deceased family members and then live on with their last wishes? At most, they might resurrect those who died in this battle—"

"----So what makes me look like a decent person?" Dead Servant shrugged and channeled the power of white light into the two corpses.

"Uh... if even people who have been dead for a while were to be resurrected, wouldn't the world be in chaos? After all, there are so many Deadman..."

"Why would I resurrect those Deadman?" Dead Servant said nonchalantly. "They don't have an uncle named Wade."

"I'd rather not have an uncle named Wade," the resurrected Jonathan Slade said irritably.

"How dare you speak to your elders like that!"

No elder would allow a younger person to wipe their bottom with stinging nettles!

"Wade!" Deathstroke's eyes were bloodshot. "Is this something a human being could do?"

"I was just joking—I didn't expect him to actually do it—" Dead Servant raised his hands, "I'm your brother, you know—"

"The watch!"

Blood is thicker than water!

Deathstroke quickly tossed the bruised and battered Dead Servant aside. "Kids," he said, "I want to talk to you."

"I don't see anything to discuss," Rose said coldly.

"Rose." Jonathan Slade touched Rose's hand.

"I wanted to train you to survive, but I've always believed it was best to keep you away from me. But tonight we've made it through because we fought side by side," Deathstroke said to the three children.

"Isn't it because of Uncle Wade?"

"It turns out that we're the best team when we're a family," Deathstroke said. "Staying together, truly fighting—let's fight side by side. We can be more than just a team. We can be a family."

"Are you serious?!" Rose rolled his eyes. "What kind of family would be like this?"

"Hmph----" Grant didn't say anything.

"I admit there's a part of me who loves you—simply because you're my father. But believe me, if I could change all of this, I wouldn't hesitate for a second," Rose said earnestly to Deathstroke. "You did the right thing in the first place, stay away from us. We don't want anything to do with you. Our lives don't need you."

"Rose, wait," Jonathan Slade interrupted Rose, "I'm in."

"Are you serious?" Grant was taken aback. "Uncle Wade forgot to bring your brain back to life too?"

"Joey? He's lying. You know he's lying. He's Deathstroke, manipulating others is his specialty," Rose said excitedly, pointing to his head.

"Rose, please. Don't you think I deserve a chance? Don't you think our family deserves a chance?" Deathstroke shrugged.

You are not my family.

"We are the only family you have," Deathstroke said.

"No, not anymore. It won't be like that after tonight."

What do you mean by that?

"You think you're so smart, but you haven't figured this out. But I understand," Rose said. "My mother is still alive."

"What? Impossible, Rose." Deathstroke shook his head. "Lillian is dead."

"Think about it, Slade. These corpses that attacked us are all people from your past. People who can flip a switch—people who enrage you. Adeline and Jonathan are both here, so why isn't my mother here? Where is her resurrected corpse?"

This proves nothing.

"Rose— " Jonathan Slade tried to stop him, but Rose interrupted him.

"You've made your choice, stick to it—though I don't have high hopes." Rose turned. "As for me, I'm going to find the only one smart enough to stay far away from him. And I swear to God, Slade, if you dare go to her, or try to contact her, or even search for her name, I promise—I'll kill you."

"Alas—" the Deathstroke sighed.

"I'm leaving too," Grant said.

"Big brother, are you sure?" Jonathan Slade asked.

"Of course, I'm not like you. You're always like a little baby, Joey," Grant said haughtily. "Sometimes, I really think you have a bit of a father complex."

"----Me?" Jonathan Slade pointed incredulously at himself. "Are you sure? It's me?"

"Otherwise what?"

"----Of course, it's that guy who actually joined the HIVE because of his father complex."

"Uncle Wade resurrected you, fine, but why did he have to repair your tongue?" Grant rolled his eyes, turned and left. "Let's go, Joey."

"Hey bro, you seem pretty troubled," Dead Servant said, sidling up to the sullen Deathstroke. "Need any help?"

"I'm currently considering whether using a caterpillar to wipe your butt could be a bargaining chip to win Grant back." Deathstroke glanced at Dead Servant.

"Don't do that, bro." Dead Servant quickly raised his hand. "Grant has a father complex, but he'll be back soon after he proves himself. I have a way to get Rose back into the family."

"What new crazy idea do you have?" Deathstroke asked.

"What a terrible idea? It's a great idea," Dead Servant said. "The only one who can get an Adolescence girl under his thumb is a handsome guy, of course."

"I'm going to shove a cactus down there, Wade!"

"Wait—you misunderstood me." Dead Servant, pinned under Deathstroke's foot, saw him starting to pull down his pants and quickly said, "Do you remember Nightwing?"

"Of course." Deathstroke nodded. If he could handle Batman, he would have already taken Nightwing back as his son.

"What do you think about having Nightwing as Rose's Teacher?" Dead Servant asked.

"But why would Nightwing agree to my request?" Deathstroke shook his head. "Threatening him with members of the Justice League? I don't have that kind of power."

"Can't you stop thinking like that?" Dead Servant rolled his eyes. "You can spend a little money on this kind of thing. It won't cost much."

"----You think of him as a mercenary too?" Deathstroke felt Dead Servant wasn't quite right in the head—though he'd always thought so.

"It's not that expensive." Dead Servant waved his hand. "I hired them when Grant got into trouble last time."