Who would of guessed that the prime location for a large chunk of a rock that some people had heard housed kryptonite. It did have a faint glow that came in from within, seen through the cracks that ran across the outer shell. The Gotham Historical Museum had it under tight lock and key. It was actually in a room by itself. Laser sensors over all the doors. Two of them just incase someone tried to enter the room besides the security, which was thick. This was a large chunk, and Deathstroke could tip quite the bit of bullets. That means he' have an advantage over the Kryptonians. As if he needed it? The legend clad in sleek armor made of Nth metal. It enhanced his abilities further and gave him protection from most weapons. The navy blue and orange being the signature colors of his armor. His mask, made of the same metal but with a lot less layers applied. He wore his tactical harness. Various grenades, a knife and extra ammunition for the two Glock 20 9mms that were holstered at either side of his waist. People would think his gear would wear him down. Though he moved with all his equipment like there was no issue, like it was weightless. Only thing that hindered him in the least was the fact he only had one eye. The black side of the mask took care of that though. It just looked like a blacked out intact eye. He was currently scaling the side of the museum. Rope attached and grips on the bottom of his armored boots digging in. There were no other way in without causing a huge scene, that would happen if he stormed the building."Easy as taking candy from a baby." Said simply to himself.