Fictional Character Biography
He was introduced in New Teen Titans #2 (Dec 1980) as the butler of Deathstroke the Terminator. In later issues, and Deathstroke's own title, it was revealed that Wintergreen was a former member of the SAS who rescued Sgt Slade Wilson (the future Deathstroke) from a bomb, who in turn would rescue him from a Viet Cong prison.
Although Wintergreen did not have Deathstroke's abilities, he had more experience and often acted as his mentor. Since Deathstroke was devised as the criminal version of Batman, Wintergreen was his counterpart to Alfred.
When Deathstroke (temporarily) retired, Wintergreen honoured him by running Vigilance Inc., a search-and-rescue operation originally set up as a mercenary organization by Slade's ex-wife, Adeline. He was subsequently killed (and has his head mounted on a wall) when Jericho took over Slade's body and attacked him. Although Jericho was in control of Slade, Wintergreen apparently had believed he would be murdered by Slade eventually, evidenced by his apparent last words of "I suppose it was only a matter of time."
During the Blackest Night storyline, Wintergreen was reanimated as a member of the Black Lantern Corps, hunting down and attacking his former student.
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