"Man, I'm glad that paid off.." cap groaned as we see that cap had handed him the gun during the second barrage of bullets."I don't know who this Joker is but... I guess we should alert the Captain of this vessel that its safe, they must have sheltered in place"
"You really must stop underestimating your adversaries Captain" a familiar voice says sing songingly.
An armored fist strikes caps jaw and a boot less than a second later strikes the same spot in his chest he had been trying to conceal. Cap barely has time to raise his shield to block a killing blow from slade's katana. Cap leaps back grabbing his chest trying to catch his breathe.
"So am I gonna get your name,... Son?" Cap again jokes trying to mask the pain in his voice.
"Buying time captain? It's pointless that is a fatal wound, even for you Captain. You need immediate medical attention, don't throw your life away" Slade says dryly.
Slade again slashes but it is deflected and he is knocked back by an incredible force.
"I've pasted my life expectancy a long time ago, a scratch like that won't keep me from doing my duty" cap breathes out heavily
Slade again attacks noticing that his blows to the shield are worthless, so he slams his sword into the deck.
"Captain, are you stalling for help? No one knows your here"
"Nope just waiting for the fuse on your grenades to expire..." Cap breathes out smiling dropping the pins.
Slade rips the belt off tossing it but is caught in the explosion knocking the three men overboard. As Cap surfaces he looks around and finds no one on the surface. He lamentsthat there is no way the young man survived the blast and begins to swim back to the boat as shield helicopters begin to circle around to check the damage. As he swims back to the ship cap finds a single word carved into the ship.
Deathstroke.
Cap now knows his assailant has survived, and will prepare for the inevitable rematch.