by C S » Wed Feb 13, 2008 4:36 pm
Deathstroke laughed. Little did they know, he had some equipment 20 dollors can get him in a snap from a hoby shop. He put the radio to his ears, hearing their plans. He then thought "It wont be long until they see that walkie talkie I dropped on that desk...aw well. Theres a tracker on one of these, I knw I couldnt trust this dude." Luckily, He had a special hide out, which he knew wasnt his, but he could go through walls and he found some warehouse with a dead girl and some burnt patches. He didnt know what to do with the dead girl, so he dropped her off at a hospital, which put her in a mourge. Deathstroke rushed off, nearing the ware house, which maybe the only clear thing he saw, everything was a blurry mixture of color. Deathstroke hit the wall, passing through it, struggling to stop before flying out the other wall. He made his self falll, his molecules solidifying and he slammed painfyully into the wall. "Ouch" He mumbled as he got up. Luckily the pistols didnt get damaged. Neither did the grenades, but if they were, he'd be a burnt crisp by now. He walked over to a metal table, putting the wapons down gently.
