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She had messed up. On the way home, she could tell her father was mad. He hadn't said a word the whole time. She hadn't dared to. She knew she had made a mistake, but she just couldn't kill him. He was her brother, even if he didn't have a real body. She closed her eyes. If her dad kicked her out, she had no one. She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't.
They went in silence into the house. Rose waited with fear to what he would say. She knew he had been thinking about it the whole way home. She watched him walk over to the coffee table. She knew he would say something soon. That she wasn't good enough; strong enough. She never was. Ever since he found out he had a daughter, it seemed like she never lived up to what he wanted her to be.
"You aren't ready Rose," he broke the silence, his voice cutting into her.
"I-" she stammered, she felt anger and pain welling inside of her. She couldn't let this happen. Why did she always fail? Was she really never going to be good enough?
"You hesitated," he spoke sharply, she could tell he was disappointed. She kept feeling worse. It felt like a knife was digging into her. "You cost us retribution--" he shook his head. He wouldn't even look at her, "--for a brother you never even knew."
She didn't know what to say. She felt like crying, but she couldn't. That would only make it worse. She couldn't let him see her pain. She had to be strong.
"I thought I could change you," he kept going, deepening her pain. He laid his gun down onto the table. Still he kept his eyes away from her. Like he couldn't even bear to look at her. "I wanted...I wanted someone to be there."
Like father like daughter. They were both alone. She needed him. She was sick of being alone. So was he. Joey had killed Wintergreen. She suppressed the pain at the thought. When Slade hadn't been there, he was like her father. Now he was dead. Why did everyone she cared about die? Her mother, Wintergreen, her foster parents. She couldn't handle it if he kicked her out. She had to show him that she was like him. "I won't fail you again, Daddy--" she said, trying to crush the anguish she was feeling. It hurt so much, she had to stop it somehow.
"You always fail me," he stayed turned away from her, "Every one of you." He became angry, vehement, "I was wrong about you, Rose. You're nothing like me." He clenched his hands. His children always let him down.
She had to prove to him that she was like him. She had to quell the rising panic inside of her. "No." The word came out strangled, choked. She had to do something. She couldn't deal with this. With lightning quickness, she grabbed a dagger from her father's sheath. Without realizing exactly what she was doing she held it over her head.
She arched her back, and brought the dagger down. She heard the material of her mask tear, just as an instant later, so did the ligaments of her eye. Pain shot through her skull as she plunged it deeper. The metal was cold, she could feel it in her veins. She didn't let herself gasp, or make any noise. With one hand pushing the handle down, and the other wrapped around it, she continued the torment. A thousand thoughts of nothing raced through her mind.
It seemed like she was suspended in time. The moment dragged on, and the pain endured. No thought of stopping the pain passed through her mind. Her heart beat faster. The blood, the pain, it stopped the agony. At some level, it felt good. She relished in the pain, the feeling of the knife in her skull. She was like her father. She wasn't alone.
The pain brought her back. The never ending pain. It was ripping through her being, almost through her soul. But she was to strong. She wouldn't be broken. She would push herself to the edge of all humanity, and return with nothing but memories of pain. This pain would end, but while it was here, she embraced it. She welcomed it. It brought her to her senses back to the real world. She drowned in it. It washed away her anguish, filling it instead with the pain.
Blood trickled down the side of her head, where the dagger was still burning into her eye. She pulled out the knife, and fell onto her knees. Her hands covered her eyes, as the physical pain overcame her. She didn't see her father's shocked gaze. He hadn't said a thing; he couldn't. He could barely grasp what he had just seen.
"Hnnn..." she groaned, blood pouring from her empty eye socket. Her fear was gone, nothing remained but the pure adrenaline. She felt strong. Like nothing could ever touch her. Like she would never be hurt. Her father knelt down next to her, speechless. "I'm just like you Daddy," she said. She looked up at him, and slowly took her hands away from her bloody face.
Her left eye was completely gone; just a bleeding hole remained. The blood leaked through the gap in her mask where she had cut it. Not even Deathstroke had cut out his own eye. As she turned her head to him, blood splattered in all directions. She had to make sure he knew. She couldn't feel that pain again. She just wanted a family. She had to prove she was strong. That she wasn't weak. That she was worthy of being the daughter of the Terminator.
Rose's voice rang out in clear tones, a thread of satisfaction in it. Of triumph.
"I'm. Just. Like. You."
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Rose struck the Clock King again, the familiar rage spurning her velocity in to blurs. He drew a sword and swiped at her making her jump back. Distance between them was a bad thing, because Rose knew than he had time to think and see ahead. She caught his second swing, gripping cold steel, ignoring the biting pain as the sword cut into her palms and fingers. She jerked it forward and stepped into his space, kicking him in his kneecap, making him fall to his knees and elbowed him in the face. She pressed the blade to his throat,slamming him against a wall and sneered, twisting her lips to unpleasant degrees. Gears and cogs swiveled and swirled around them; stereotypical surroundings mimicking his villain name. Blood trailed down his neck as the metal pricked his skin.
"You suck, you know that," she whispered heatedly in his ear, disgust coloring her hushed words, "and now, I'm going to cut you open and let you bleed like the stuck pig you are."
Her grip on the blade tightened, pain lacing with her rage as it cut deeper into her hand.
"Wait," the Clock King near shouted, holding up one of his teleportation devices with a wavering smirk on his lips, "don't you want to save your, little devil boy?"
Rose grit her teeth tightly, and pressed the sword harder against his throat, making him gurgle out a cough.
"What are you talking about, you little clock b***h," she barked out, her one blue eye narrowed to a angry sliver. She gripped him by the short hairs at the nape of his neck. He winced and yet laughed in her face, his eyes trailing over her with lustful contentiousness. She twisted her fingers tightly into his scraggly brown hair, yanking harshly.
"If you must know, his future is not very promising. In fact, destroying the world is probably putting it lightly, but if you take this, you just might be able to save him from his fate," he cackled loudly, holding the device up temptingly, "but only I can set the destination on it."
Rose had waited so long for this moment so when she stared long and hard at the transporter, than at the bloodied sword before making a decision, she meant it. She seethed, baring her teeth with animalistic irrationality. Pulling the sword from his neck and throwing it onto the floor.
"Give me the transporter," she whispered harshly as she shoved him backwards. He smiled widely and fiddled with the device before throwing it at her. She snatched it out of the air and watched as the Clock King chuckled, wiping at his neck before disappearing in a bright flash.
Rose grit her teeth and looked down at the transporter which looked like a old time watch piece. Her thumb stroked over the smooth glass and before she could stop herself, she clicked the button at the top. Light filled her vision and air seemed to be sucked from her lungs. Her fingers gripped tightly around the circular metal, cutting into her bleeding palms. When her feet hit ground, she stumbled and blinked several times before her vision fully came back. The air was ash and the buildings in the surrounding area were crusted with burned residues.
"Oh s**t...."
Heat seemed to rise from the ground from under her feet making her tug her mask off as sweat beaded on her skin and tucking it into her belt. She turned around, speechless at the scene before her, and stopped when she found herself staring at a immense Gothic church, gargoyles, angels, crosses, the works. Out of all the buildings, she knew it was where she had to go. What she was going to do after that, well..... Winging it was as good as ever.
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( I've changed her bio a bit, for all you hard core nerds out there, but tried to stay as close to the character as I could.)
Enter Rose Wilson Worth. AKA The Ravager, Daughter to Slade Wilson AKA Deathstroke.
Family Ties
A few years after his divorce from Adeline Kane, Slade Wilson - the mercenary known as Deathstroke, The Terminator - took a search-and-rescue mission under contract. Slade met Lillian "Sweet-Lili" Worth, an Oriental clan princess whose life fell in ruins after her kingdom was destroyed by a war in the Far East. It was Slade's mission to bring Lili from war-torn Cambodia to Thailand, where she would have relative freedom.
The mission was successful; During the journey, Slade and Lili became lovers as well. Slade and Lili remained in contact, embarking an an on/off love affair whenever their paths crossed. During one of their trysts, Slade impregnated Lili, who later gave birth to Rose Worth. Lili kept Rose a secret from Slade, rationalizing it was in the child's best interest to do so.
Lili eventually settled outside New York City, where she established a brothel and lived in luxury. Despite the environment, Rose was raised with other children her age and was schooled by private tutors. She not only received a happy childhood, but was also taught how to defend herself.
Secrets Revealed
When Slade was injured and on the lam from the law, Lili took him in and nursed his wounds. It was at this time that Wintergreen met 14-year-old Rose Worth and suspected Slade was her father.
Meanwhile, a new man assuming the identity of the Ravager (who was later revealed to be Slade's half-brother, Wade DeFarge) was hunting down Slade's friends and loved ones, killing his informant Maurice, and his tech supplier, Squirrel. Ravager also abducted Rose Worth when he discovered her connection to Slade. As Ravager tortured Rose, he also revealed to her that Slade Wilson was her father. Meanwhile, Wintergreen and Lili launched a rescue attempt. Eventually, Lili and Wintergreen reached their quarry in the snow-covered wilderness in the Adirondack Mountains. To save her daughter, Lili attempted to run over Ravager in a jeep – but her jeep careened off a cliff and exploded. Lili was presumed dead, but her body was never recovered. Wintergreen and Rose were able to elude Ravager and escaped.
Rose The Ravager: An Eye For An Eye
Sometime later, Rose found a home with foster parents, Margaret and Mark Madison in Chicago. Her happiness was shattered when the third Ravager - Wade DeFarge - arrived and murdered the Madisons - then set his sights on Rose.
Deathstroke conveniently arrived to save his estranged daughter. Awakening later in his lair, Slade offered Rose a chance to erase their bad memories and replace them with better ones. To become his new apprentice as well as re-forge their father-daughter bond. Rose's first act as his new student is to slay the former Ravager, so she could become the new one.
Rose was unaware that Slade hired Wade DeFarge in the first place, in an attempt to push Rose towards him. Slade also pumped her full of the same serum that made him Deathstroke - inducing Rose into a state of psychosis. Formerly estranged from her father, Rose became his eager new student - and adopted the identity of The Ravager.
Loosing Sanity
Rose's psychosis reached dangerous new levels as time passed. When she failed her father by hesitating to kill her brother, Jericho, Slade doubted her readiness. To show her loyalty, Rose gouged out her left eye to prove she is just like her father.
Ravager Redeemed
Rose began to break free of her father's control after an encounter with Nightwing. After the serum ran its course, Rose returned to sanity and was granted membership in the Teen Titans at the request of Nightwing. Once a dangerous and unstable adversary, it may be some time before all her teammates fully trust her. While Rose initially clashed with Wonder Girl, she also found a trusted friend in new member, Kid Devil.
After Raven successfully brought back Jericho by using one of Brother Blood's resurrection rituals, he was cleansed of any evil influence. At this time, Jericho rejoined the Teen Titan and met his sister, Rose, for the first time.
After a deadly encounter with the Terror Titans, Ravager questioned her role on the team. Feeling her teammates continual mistrust, Rose abruptly quit the team and left Titans Tower, leaving a sullen Kid Devil behind.
She also carries with her a small stash of adrenaline, both because Clock King had briefly managed to make her addicted to the substance, and because while high on adrenaline her precognitive sense evolves into the ability to glimpse scenes from her immediate future. However, the more she uses adrenaline to enhance her powers, the more her metabolism is unbalanced, straining her health and her psychosis.
  
Likes…?:
+ Skinny dipping.
+ Long and dismal funerals.
+ The heat of battle.
+ Cursing up a storm.
+ Jumping around rooftops, or high heights.
Dislikes…?:
- Her father, Slade Wilson.
- Wonder Girl AKA Cassie Sandsmark
- What she had done and what she had been forced to her.
- To be ordered around/told what to do or think.
- Getting hurt/addiction.
Who inspired her to be a hero?: Nightwing
Which hero does she not like?: Wonder Girl and Bombshell.
Crush(es)?: No one really, though she had at one point had a crush on Nightwing, but that's ancient history. But there had been that devil kid, he wasn't half bad....
Where does she live?: Currently in a half destroyed government research complex.
Extras?:
X Her brother has the ability to take possession of the motor responses of another human body.
X Wields two katana like extensions of her body, but hates to use guns finding them too quick.
X She's addicted to adrenaline which she carries several vials on her person at almost all times.
X Her favorite movie is the Sound of Music.
X She finds church hymns to soothe her, and has memorized the Bible.
X After Bart Allen's Wake, had invited Kid Devil to join her in skinny-dipping in the Titan's swimming pool.
Powers?:
Precognitive ability to see into the future; possessing chemically augmented strength, speed, stamina, agility and intelligence. Excellent hand-to-hand combatant skilled in martial arts and swordsmanship. Limited Astral Projection abilities
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