Meeting the Ravager

I watch carefully as the figure of the female slowly becomes more clear. It takes me a bit to figure out just who this new person is. When the person finally appeared before me, she was somewhat a ally. It was the highly dangerous Ravager, Rose Wilson. She was one of the best fighters I knew. She was also the daughter of Slate aka Deathstroke the Terminator. I looked her over really quickly to check if she was harmed, or anything. I could tell without a doubt that she had a heck of a wonderful body, with her curves just being perfect to look at.

“What the hell are you doing, and where the fuck are we,” She asked looking at me carefully.

“Well, I have no clue,” I replied quickly, “Whatever is happening is as unknown to me as it is to you.”

“Damn, it would be nice to know what the fuck is going on around here,” She yelled out in rage, at no one directly.

Suddenly I noticed a door appear on the far wall.

“Well, it seems like somewhat is directing us to go that way,” I said looking at the door, “You know it is a trap.”

“Yeah, but this way we can kill the bastard who put us here,” she said in a focused tone.