Red stood up after being thrown to the side. "no... No I am not that girl anymore. The past is the past, I am not weak. I promise you that you will regret ever trying to bring up my past." She said defiantly while glaring at the back of his head. Red Devil sighed seeing his sister so defensive, he walked over and threw her over his shoulder. "What should I do with her sir?" Devil asked as Red tried to break free of his grip but currently her thinking wasn't straight, she really didn't want to show it but she just wanted to cry because he was right, Deathstroke was right.