TIME FOR THE TRUTH ¤¤ Ghoulian

Becoming a father come with alot of responsibilities he know that although he wasn't really sure how he would do as a father. No one had teached him how to be one so he was terrified to fuck it all up. But he wanted to be a good father so was trying to do his best to be one by trying to be the father he had dreamed about to have as a child. He had always had this certain picture of a father, the father he had wanted Deathstroke and Reiki to be but never got. It was the best of a image he had of one so was trying to stick with it because, what else could he do?. There was some things he had been thinking alot about and one of them was actually his father, Deathstroke. Somehow he had found out that Alci had been carrying his own children and now when they had arrived wasn't sure what he should do about it. Should he go over there and tell him about the birth of his five beautiful children?. Should he let them come over here to visit them and finally introduce him properly to the family and let him be thier grandpa?.

For many that would be the obivious choice to let thier father be apart of your childrens life but Deathstroke...was not just like any other grandpa out there in fact there was rumors he had heared about his past as a crime villain before agrelos he never had confronted about, afried of the truth. Breakout did not wanted them to be after all especially now when he had got to know his father and actually had started to accept him into thier life, slowly but surely that was. He appreciated it too that Deathstroke was giving him space and time to get to know his father in his own time and not coming storming to the cartel's border aside from importand matters. Neither had he called him for 'son', or well not most of the times anyway. He could tell he was trying to be respectful which he was appreciating although he might not do a such special good job to return that back....But he had his reasons and this rumors was one of them. For a to long time had he been showing it all under the bus and today had decided to finally confront it all for his kids sake and thier future. It was importand to know the truth before making a decision.

" Hey Ghouls?. Could i borrow ya for a sec?. I..uhm, i need to talk with you about dad." Breakout said lowly and a bit awkwardly once founding Ghoulian looking a bit troubled and conflicted today. Of course he couldn't go directly and talk about this with Deathstroke because he wasn't really sure what would happen if he did so, or if Slade even would tell him the truth or lie through his teeths. But more then anything he worried what he would do if he said it was all true...afried over what Deathstroke's reaction would be over it, and...unsure if he could keep himself back to not snap and attack him for it. That was why he had decided to go with this to Ghoulian instead, to ask him if he knew anything about this rumors to be true or not. Ghoulian had always been the one he trusted in this world probably more then anybody else. He believed them to have a unbreakable bond which nobody could break and that they always could be honest with another no matter what. At least that was how he saw thier brother relationship like. He would always have Ghoulian's back and blindly thought his older brother would as well. If there was someone he could talk to and relay on it was him.

Ghoulian W.A.

Oh...so he had already figured out what it was he wanted to talk about him when it come to thier father?. That...that was not a good sign now was it?. Breakout looked even more concernd now but understood completely of course since he hadn't been planning to talk about this openly anyway so others could earsdrop on thier conversation. " Yea, lets head into my office." he would say before he turned around just expecting for Ghoulian to be following after so he could lead them towards his office, the room he spent most of his days in nowdays. Opening the door would slip inside and would wait for Ghoulian to make him company in there before closing the door shut again. With a conflicted look would head himself over to stand in front of his own desk before turning himself around to face Ghoulian again.

" I guess you already know what i wanna talk about, huh?." he would say lowly, but gave his brother some time to seat down at the couch or something if he wanted to. For a moment he remained silent while chewing on the inside of his cheek. " It's about this rumors about him i have heared when it comes to his past...you know his, crime record..." he paused, frowning and started to tap one of his paws at the floor clearly not looking special comfortable with this topic at all. This whole conversation was difficult for him for more then one reason really. " Are they...true?."

His brother really didn't hold back throwing everything out on the table all openly to him while forced to take it all in. Rapist...child murderer...It was this two that striked him the most the others was not really something that bothered him much. If it hadn't been of the first things stated would have thought it was pretty cool with everything his father had accomplished in life. But now it was impossible for him to feel even a drop of pride instead he felt disgusted, mortified. How could he do shit like that?. Breakout's ears dropt down and he pawed at his floor with a paw looking quite defeated over this much devastated truth. Clenching his teeths would shut his eyes to take all of this in. I can't believe it's all true, and now he felt like a fucking fool, a moron for having pushed this aside for so long. But it was difficult to come to accept that his own father was capable to do stuff like this, that he was just like Crimson.

" Fuck...does this mean..." he paused, his words stuck inside of his throat before he grapt a hold of himself now having his eyes opend but narrowed and a deep frown was across his features while facing the floor still. " The kids...i heard he did stuff to them...is...is this true too?." he now glanced up as he tried to found Ghoulian's gaze thinking he knew what he was talking about here. At least he hoped so because he wasn't sure he could bring himself to say this words himself.

Ghoulian had not needed to say anything that nod had been enough, enough to break his whole image of Deathstroke apart into million tiny pieces. Deathstroke had never been present in his life as a father but he had wanted to - to rebuild this bridge with him which was why he had been giving him a second chance so he could get to know him as a different person. Breakout had just wanted to get to know his father but now...how disgusted he felt with himself. The father he so desperately had wanted Deathstroke to be, to be clinging to that image was just so foolish of him. He was the son to a sick monster and that blood was running through his veins as well. What if he ended up becoming like him as well?.

" Fucking damnit." he cursed under his own breath as he took up his paw to press it against his own forehead while thinking back on his memories with Deathstroke. All of this time had been hanging around a child rapist. A child murder. There was limits to what sort of evil a person should do and this one, targetting children to ruin them before they even had become an adult...it was just something he couldn't stand for.

But then Ghoulian spoke about redemption and the farm...He didn't wanted to hear it although he already know. Deathstroke had told him what Ghoulian had done, that he was the one responsible for his fathers death. Ghoulian could easily have said he had done it because of what Deathstroke had done to make him pay for his crimes. But no. Here he was telling them he wanted to become like thier father, and that he had viewed him and Howard as nothing more then tools. It was to much to take in all at once. For a moment there was only silence from the Godfather until a snort escaped them, and thier throat started to rumble as a suffocated chuckle bubbled itself up inside of thier troat, a low cackle which growl louder until a broken laughter escaped out from the younger Wilson's mouth. He laughted, because what else was it for him to do?.

Leaning himself back against his own desk would face the roof while his broken laughter contunie on to bubble itself out from his throat, his lips pulled back into a sad smile. Eventually it died itself down and once more silence reappeared itself in the air. " So that's why you keept Papi in chains, huh?." he said this mostly to himself because he had always wondered over that missing piece in the puzzle. But now he know the truth. " I already know what ya did Ghouls. Our sicko to a father already told me." he said with a broken chuckle and stopt glancing up at the roof to stare straight at his older brother again. " But ya know what?. I don't fucking care anymore. I've been used like a tool my whole damn life. Founding out my own older brother used me too...haha... i guess that's life, huh?. What does family even fucking mean, right?."

he would smile sadly at his own flesh and blood but there was no warmth in that smile but either coldness. He just looked broken. Family. What a fucking joke.

Still...There was memories on that farm he cherished even along with his twin brother. Remembering all this times he had his brother had pranked thier older brother, how much they had been a pain in his ass but he had never... " But you know what Ghouls?. Ya might be a piece of shit too just like the rest but...you keept me and Howard safe on that farm. You let us be kids, spoiled as rotten kids how might have deserved a slap across thier faces now and then but you never did that." he told him and got back up on his paws to start to approach him. Yeah that was right. Ghoulian had never hurt him or his brother. Despite his selfish intentions behind to care for them had still provided them with everything a kid needed. A home,food,and getting to be kids and even if he not had loved them back then it was still the only warmth he had ever got from anyone. Ghoulian was the only one how had given him warmth, the rest of this motherfuckers in this world had given him coldness and bruises and scars he never could recover from. Ghoulian was not the one how had ruined him.

Stoping in front of him by the couch would give him a grin. " So i don't fucking care about if you're the biggest asshole on this earth brother how wanted to destroy us all once. The truth is Big Bro ya are the only piece of shit how ever let me be a spoiled fucking kid." Tears sparkled up inside of his eyes before he picked up his paw and attempted to give a bump with it against the saluki's cheek. " And ya are nothing like father because, ya never hurt a kid like he hurt them, right?. " he then asked him and tension filled itself up in the air as he now stared at them with his azure blue eyes.