Watching the red and blue light vanish into a wormhole-like space, Barry rubbed his chin hard. His teeth clenched together, and he hissed as he sucked in a breath.
"You just let him go to our Earth to find Clark?"
The Flash felt that Deathstroke trusted Superboy-Prime a little too much. He was a brat. Though he seemed to have changed somewhat and spoke more maturely now, he was still extremely unstable and had serious emotional management issues.
Once his blood got pumping, Superboy-Prime was capable of anything, without regard for the consequences.
Su Ming took out more sweets and handed them to Barry, telling him to eat more. He lit a cigarette himself and rested for a moment.
"I understand, Barry. I know the Justice League has some very unpleasant history with him." The cigarette's ember flared, then slowly dimmed. Deathstroke's lips moved slightly through the smoke, his voice seeming to squeeze out from between his teeth. "This Clark is a double-edged sword. He has advantages that other Supermen do not. If used well, he can help us solve many problems."
"But can we really guarantee he won't jump to our enemies' side?" Barry ate a small pastry. It was a Wilson Egg Tart.
He was still a little angry, but the sweets quickly steadied his emotions. He knew Deathstroke's decision was probably right, but Superboy-Prime had once killed Doom Patrol heroes and severely injured several members of the Flash Family.
"What we should be thankful for now is that I found him before The Batman Who Laughs did and reached an agreement with him." Su Ming took a drag and spoke calmly. "Think about it. If The Batman Who Laughs had found him first and recruited him, then we'd be facing a Superman insane enough to destroy a