The sun was beginning to rise, illuminating the night sky with hues of orange and blue. Wintergreen had long returned to his own room. Squirrel too. Slade had not.

Instead, he sat staring at the mug in his hand. The coffee had gone cold by now, but it didn't matter. He mixed in two shots of cheap whiskey, popped an Asprin in his mouth and downed the contents of the mug. A new day is upon us.

How is it possible that the most dangerous weapon in the world is seemingly a man (𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍)? Highly strategic, ruthless, and always calculating the risks versus the reward. Even his jobs on the side seemed to be often testing his limits against heroes, or even elite -

Booster Gold 𝗧𝗲𝗱 𝗞𝗼𝗿𝗱 || 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗹𝗲 Kal-El ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ 𝐇𝐚𝐥 No wonder Lex Luthor hired him (𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍).