A/N Thank you all for reviewing and for being so understanding.
"Are you gonna fight with us?"
El Diablo turned his head in Erela's as they walked through the destroyed and disgusting subway. Dead bodies were scattered around, some looking like someone had actually sucked the life from them while others, who seemed to have put up a fight, looked like they'd suffered.
Deadshot was leading them as he looked through his molecule to look out for any heat that had come to face them. Heat meant that someone or something was coming their way and he sighed in almost boredom when he saw that nothing was coming his way.
The hitman certainly had a death wish, but the rest couldn't judge. They were willingly following him.
"What if I lose control?"El Diablo quietly asked, looking more remorseful than worried at the thought."What if-"
"What ifs don't matter. You can't change what you did so get over it."Erela whispered back, noticing his hesitance and slowed her pace, the pair lagging behind while the others carried on."You can't control the past and, believe me, you can't control the future, but you can decide what happens now. So you can either be a coward and hide behind us or fight like a man. Do something that'll make your family proud."
El Diablo just looked at her as he processed her words before bowing his head, eyes on his hands as his mind went back to that night. The night he lost control and lost his entire world.
"Don't worry; we'll be right behind ya."She offered him a small smile that didn't reach her ears, but it was sincere."Those who slay together stay together, eh? It's not like we have anything else to lose."
El Diablo raised his head and turned back to Erela before merely nodding with a small smile which made Erela smiled back at him before she nudged him with a light-hearted laugh. The pair then resumed following their group. They were quiet as they come close to the Enchantress and her brother who was walking back and forth in front of her.
The magic surged in the air as the Enchantress smirked proudly in her task. It was so bright that it began to hurt Erela's eyes, but she was unable to look away.
It was beautiful.
"Hey,"Erela let out a long breath, rubbing her sore eyes, careful not to smudge her make up."This isn't great, right?"
"Uh, no."Flag slowly answered, narrowing his eyes at the brunette."Why?"
"No reason."Erela gave a casual shock as she snuggled into Harley's jacket, smoothing down her dress and wiping blood from her knuckles."It's pretty."
Boomerang snorted as they all looked from behind the pillars they were hiding behind at the Enchantress. She was too busy powering the machine to pay attention or even notice the Squad's presence.
"That your old lady?"Deadshot asked as he watched the Enchantress.
"Yeah."
"Well, you need to handle this shit, all right?"Deadshot firmly said to Flag, straightening and pointing over to the Enchantress."Get up there, smack on her ass and tell her 'knock this shit off.'"
"I don't th-"Flag cut himself off when he noticed that Deadshot was being completely serious and he frowned with a curious shrug."That works? Who does that?"
All eyes turned to Erela who was casually was leaning against the pillar beside El Diablo, her ankles locked. She didn't notice them at first, she seemed too engrossed in reading the girly scribbles on the back of the bat.
Erela murmured to herself with a serene smile, fingers touching Harley's handwriting. A smile that instantly faltered when she felt that she was being watched. Grip tightening on the bat, she let the bat it back by her feet and slowly raised her head.
"Huh?"
Brow furrowing as everybody continued to stare at her, Erela pulled away from the pillar.
"What?"
They all quickly looked away, Flag looking sheepish while Boomerang simply laughed to himself.
"I'm gonna draw out the big one."Flag quickly spoke in an attempt to circle back to the important subject of fighting for their lives."My boys will detonate the bomb underneath him."
They all nodded in agreement, though somewhat doubtful as they had yet to see the brother of their enemy. It felt wrong fighting for a cause that would do Erela no good, but she knew that if she didn't focus on something, she'd be even more destructive. Erela's gaze flickered between the group and the exit. She almost wanted to leave but knew that she had made a promise to herself, to Croc that she wouldn't leave him hanging and also with El Diablo.
And Erela didn't welsh on loyalty.
"Step out of the shadows; I won't bite."
They all looked up at the sound of the Enchantress' voice.
"Anyone find her voice just a little vexing?"Erela stage-whispered to El Diablo in an almost gossiping manner."It is so slow."
Her comment didn't go down well with Flag who turned to face her so fast that Erela squeaked in surprise.
The soldier glowered at the brunette, angrily hissing."Shut up."
Erela pulled away from the pillar with an indignant huff and made her way around Flag, about to defy him by coming out from behind the pillar.
"Erela!"She heard El Diablo call after her, using her full name in an almost scolding tone before he demanded."Grab her!"
Erela saw the bright lights once more and, engrossed in how the blue made her think of The Joker's eyes, Erela quickened her pace. Her Sweeting. But, just before she could, she felt a pair of strong hands grab her forearms, and she was yanked back.
"Hey!"Erela shrilly cried out, protested and struggling against the hold, raising her hand that held the bat, ready to strike."Let go!"
A hushing was her response, and a hand clamped down on her hand before she could strike, pushing down the bat so that the top hit the ground.
"It's just me, all right? I'll let go when you calm down."She heard Deadshot murmur into her ear and, because it wasn't Flag, Erela started to calm down."Ain't nobody dying unless they have to, got it?"
Erela didn't reply but she, after processing the logic of his words, finally gave a numb nod. His grip loosened on her and, as he'd told her, Deadshot let her go.
"Why are you here? Because the soldier led you? And all for Waller."The Enchantress drawled, words directed at the group without even seeing them."Why do you serve those who caged you? I am your ally!"
Erela opened her mouth to retort and knowing that, Deadshot's hand covered her mouth, causing her words to come out muffled. She struggled against him once more, stomping her foot onto his but eventually stopped struggling when he hushed her once more.
"And I know what you want."The Enchantress spoke once more, purring at them almost seductively."Exactly what you want."
Erela felt Deadshot's hand fall from her mouth, but she didn't say anything because she couldn't form the words. She started to sway, feeling as light as a feather before, all of a sudden, Erela's mind went blank.
And then she was falling, falling, falling into paradise.
Erela opened her eyes to no longer find herself no longer in the subway.
There was no El Diablo, no Squad that had been crowded with her as they prepared to fight for their lives.
Instead, she was sat in a booth in a familiar nightclub.
Their nightclub.
Her dark brown eyes trailed over the sparkling lights, the thump! thump! thump! of the dance music making her heart race delightfully. Her gaze skimmed over the random people either dancing, chatting or making out in various corners.
The familiar gold lavish decoration caught her eyes.
She recognized the gold, aluminum bead swinging curtains that Harley loved to play with and, as she looked around, Erela also recognized The Joker's favorite expensive champagne on ice and Erela's heart almost stopped.
She was home.
"Home."Erela murmured with hopeful, wide eyes, looking around once more just to make sure."I'm home."
She heard a familiar cackle and quickly shifted her gaze to the center of the club. And, as always, inside of the gold cage, was her female lover, surrounded by awestruck people. Dressed in her favorite gold and black glittery dress, was Harley, as she suggestively danced, arms above her head as she gyrated to the music.
"Harley?"Erela whispered to herself, eyes glassing over in relief as Harley spun around on her heels. When she turned, eyes meeting Erela's, and she winked before smiling happily at her female lover."Harley."
Then, as usual, Harley made a heart with her hands and blew Erela a kiss before returning to her dancing. Erela breathily laughed to herself, her vision glassing over as her body shook in relief as well as confusion.
What was happening?
"Something wrong, angel?"
Erela's heart fluttered at the feel of knuckles running down her cheek.
She glanced behind her and the booth at the large mirror she'd spent many a time, and when she saw a flash of green hair, Erela's bottom lip quivered. She felt a hand on her lower back, and Erela froze as she realized that she was sitting on a lap in the booth.
Her throne.
Erela slowly turned her head, and her dark eyes met a pair of blue orbs.
The Joker tilted his head as he noticed her watery eyes, feeling insulted and indignant as he looked around for whoever or whatever had dared to make one of his girls cry.
"What's with the waterworks?"He curiously demanded, hand clasping her cheek as she sniffed, pad of his thumb roughly wiping the tears away."Tell me what-"
He didn't get time to finish because she Erela let out a sob and lunged for him, joyously laughing.
"Mistah J!"
Erela let out a happy squeal, arms winding around The Joker's neck and she pulled him close, mouth claiming his. The Joker's curiosity about the tears in her eyes faded as she wriggled in his lap to get closer, rubbing up against him as she kissed him, as if she wanted to prove that he was, in fact, with her.
Straightening up in the booth, the Clown Prince released a growl of approval. She reacted to the sound almost instantly, parting her lips and whimpering desperately. His large hands gripped at her, wondering over her body, squeezing her hips, clasping her cheek, pulling at her hair, making her feel safe and desirous at the same time.
"Oh, goodie!"
Erela's eyes snapped open at the melodic voice, eyes clouding over in need when she felt a smaller and soft hand on her cheek. Harley. The dead butterflies in her stomach came to life as Harley and Joker's hands moved across her body.
One soft as it's fingers tangled in her hair, and another rough as its fingers locked around her throat in order to pull her closer. She saw the 'Rotten' tattoo and full, red lips curving up into a playful smile.
"Not having fun without me, are you?"
Shaking her head, Erela happy nuzzled into Harley's hand when the female clown tilted her head up and beamed up when the familiar feeling of her heartbeat racing up echoed in her ears. Harley playfully tugged on Erela's dark locks as she pushed them aside to look down into her brown eyes.
Erela contently smiled against Harley as she leaned down and pecked her, crooning against her lips before the light-haired woman finally leaned back down for another. Erela happily kissed the woman back, giggling when she felt a sharp nip on her lower lip before the playfulness soon shifted to passion as the kiss deepened.
"Mwah!"Harley sang as she pulled back, lingering to peck Erela's nose before she turned her head to greet The Joker with a kiss, pouncing on him as Erela did earlier."Oh, Puddin!"
The King of Gotham caught her with ease, beckoning her even closer."C'mere, baby."
Watching the loves of her life embrace one another with a smile, remained on The Joker's right leg as Harley seated herself on his left, where they happily sat every night. Erela fought the tears that threatened to spill as more relief washed over her.
She was home. Erela couldn't get the word out of her mind.
"Yep, you're finally back!"Harley proclaimed after pulling away from The Joker, the pair turning to look at Erela with matching, happy smiled."We've been waiting too long to miss out on all the fun."
Erela's eyes flickered to The Joker who reached out and brushed through her hair, something he regularly did. A familiar, pleasurable chin ran up her spine at the touch, and she nestled against his chest.
Blinking, Erela tilted her head in confusion, lips parting."Huh?"
"Don't matter."Harley lazily said, adoringly brushing a finger along Erela's cheek as she swung her free arm around The Joker, pressing as close to him as possible."You're here now."
Erela let out a hum of content, nuzzling into Harley's hand, her own reaching up to take it in her own.
"Nothing to worry yer pretty head about."The Joker drawled, hand leaving her dark locks, fingers brushing along her jawline before he clasped her cheek."Baby found her way home."
Erela's mouth slowly started to curve up into a smile."Yeah."
"You came home!"Harley exclaimed with a gleeful giggle, dramatically extending her arms out before she snuggled back against Erela and The Joker. She smiled at Erela, reaching out to touch her cheek, quietly adding."And you ain't going anywhere, right?"
Harley's lower lip jutted out into a pout as her free fingers gently took hold of Erela's chin, keeping the other woman's head up so that she could look her in the eye.
"Right?"
Erela earnestly nodded, interlocking her fingers with Harley's, squeezing tightly."Promise."
Harley smiled at Erela, happily looking to The Joker who, as usual, was watching his women with his own broad grin. His eyes flickered between Erela and Harley with an almost contented gaze before he extended his arms.
"C'mere..."He beckoned them with his fingers, breathing labored and eyes clouded with euphoria."Come to Daddy."
Harley and Erela beamed happily and eagerly complied, shuffling impossibly closer to him. Erela's eyes closed in content, clutching at Harley's hand and burying her face in The Joker's neck as the two clowns joyfully laughed, the sound music to her ears.
She was home.
And nothing was ever going to tear them a-
"...AND NEITHER CAN YOU!"
Erela blinked, still half in her vision, half in reality and she whimpered in pain as Harley and Joker started to fade.
"No."She blissfully smiled as she saw another flash of her loves once more, eyelashes fluttering and she whispered."I'm home."
There was a long moment of silence until she faintly heard El Diablo's voice. His shouts started off in the distance until it became booming, demanding, as if he were trying to warn her of something.
"It's not real."
Erela blinked, eyes widening when she saw El Diablo standing in front of her, desperately telling her that it wasn't real.
"Everything was the way it was before."Erela dreamily murmured, fingertips touching her lips as she felt the familiar feeling of lips on her skin."I was home."
He shook his head, softly replying."Nah, girlie, you don't want that."
Erela's eyes widened again, and she shook her head at him, defiant and a little insulted.
"Huh?"Erela mouthed, eyes glassy when she no longer felt their hands on her. She looked over at El Diablo, desperately whispering."I wanna go back home."
"It don't exist anymore."El Diablo whispered back with a sympathetic shake of his head, gesturing to the Enchantress."She's trying to play games with you, guys."
Taking a step back and looking over the Squad who had also snapped out of their daze, El Diablo passionately told them that their dreams were simply dreams.
He tapped his temple with his pointer and middle finger."It's not real."
"He's right."Flag stepped forward, turning to face them, jaw tight."It's not real."
El Diablo said nothing in response, he just turned from them and walked away, quickly making his way in the direction of where the Enchantress was. The Squad watched after him with startled expressions, looking more than nervous.
"Diablo!"
Erela, in shock and horrified, didn't fight when her hand was grabbed by Deadshot and slowly followed him as they followed El Diablo down the steps towards the Enchantress.
She paced back and forth, looking surprised and insulted as her gaze landed on El Diablo.
"How long have you been able to see?"
"My whole life."He simply replied with a shrug, glowering at her as he turned back to point at the Squad."You can't have them. These are my people right here."
Erela feigned a friendly smile, wiggling her fingers."Hi!"
The Enchantress, gracefully moving, looked over the Squad with an indifferent gaze, unfazed by how they were glowering at her.
"But it is our time."She drawled, making gestures at the light behind her."The sun is setting, and the magic rises. The metahumans are a sign of change."
"We may be bad and really fucking good at it..."Deadshot laughed before his smile fell, and he pointed at her."But, Lady, you are EVIL!"
She suddenly began to speak in a language they didn't understand, turning to her left and barking orders at who, they assumed to be, their worst nightmare.
"Oh, wow!"
A big, in Erela's opinion, fire pit came storming towards them, making their eyes widen.
"Oh, no."Erela swallowed thickly as she watched the brother move in their direction."We're gonna get flattened."
Boomerang moved backward, almost hiding behind Erela as he, voice high pitched, demanded."Who's this?!"
"It's gonna be bad!"
"We should run!"Deadshot called back, backing away.
Then, as Incubus' hands raised, they began to fire as actual fire was shot at them. While others ran, Erela remained frozen in her spot, gaping up at him with childlike intrigue.
"Wow."She murmured, eyes wide with fascination, the heat of the fire making her skin tingle.
Erela didn't react as Incubus smashed pillars that the others were hiding behind or when a fireball missed her by an inch. She stayed still, engrossed in the sight of him, until fingers locked around her wrist and dragged her behind a still standing pillar.
"Hey!"
It was Boomerang.
He pulled her down into a kneeling position next to him, glaring at the brunette."You got a death wish or something?"
She didn't answer as they peeked from behind the pillar as they shot at the brother of their enemy. Erela fired shot after shot, but nothing seemed to work. Instead, it just seemed to be invincible to their weapons. She watched as Boomerang jumped out, throwing a Boomerang at Incubus but it did nothing and, as expected, caught his attention.
"Oh, shit!"Boomerang was quick to run off, almost tripping himself up in the process."Sorry about that, mate!"
"We gotta get him in that corner!"Flag called over to them, managing to dodge a fallen pillar."That's where the bomb will be!"
"I'll do it!"El Diablo piped up with an eager nod, slowly getting to his feet."I'll get him there!"
Erela shook her head, eyes going wide as El Diablo, as well as Boomerang, began to run toward the demon. She watched as Katana swiped her sword at it, cutting off its arm, distracting it but it just grew back.
"What?"Erela shouted, lunging over fallen pillars as she followed them grabbing the two by their earlobes like a mother would her tearaway children."What is wrong with you? Get back here!"
"OW!"They shouted in unison as she pulled them backward, dragging them behind another safety zone."Hey, girlie, ease up, will ya!"
"What the hell are you doing?"She hissed at them when they were covered, throwing them down on the ground.
"Saving you all!"El Diablo hissed back, voice softening when Erela winced."I have to-"
"Run into certain death so you can redeem yourself?"She cut him off, poking his shoulder with her brightly painted nails."You're choosing the easy way out by going out in a burst of flames. It's ridiculous!"
"I have to do it. Let me go!"
El Diablo took a large step away, becoming more worried when he heard Deadshot cry out in pain. He made a move to circle her, but Erela pulled out her gun, firing a shot into the air.
"Take one more step, and i'll shoot you in the foot."Erela threatened, willing to do just that if he decided to act on his wishes."I did it to Flag; i'll do it to you."
"Just let him go, darlin'."Boomerang piped up in exasperation, motioning to the havoc that was playing out."It's the only way."
"We die, we die together. We have nothing else but each-other."Erela replied with a determined tone, using her gun to point at each man.
El Diablo grabbed the wrist connected to the hand that held the gun and pushed it away."I lost one family, cariño, I ain't gonna lose another one."
Erela stared at El Diablo, lips pursed and mouth set in a tight line, tempted to act on her threat. But she understood it. She understood the feeling of wanting to go to the extreme for the ones you held close.
"But if you die, then Croc..."Erela took a moment to inhale a long, tired breath before she bowed her head, pointing to Boomerang."i'll be stuck with him..."
Boomerang rolled his eyes, letting out a sardonic laugh."Very funny."
Erela clutched her gun, chewing on her lower lip as she and El Diablo stared at one another before, finally, she reluctantly nodded.
"All right,"Erela muttered, looking at El Diablo before she leaned forward, rubbed her nose against his in an Eskimo kiss, laughing at his stiff body language. She then pulled him into a right embrace despite his uncomfortableness."But I did want to keep ya."
She felt a hand clasp down on her forearm gently."Let me show you what I really am."
"As you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you don't gotta fear nothing, 'cause your girl and your babies will be with ya, all right?"Erela whispered into El Diablo's ear with a soothing tone, before tightened her grip on him until finally pulling back, offering him a broad smile."Give 'em hell."
She caught a flicker of doubt in his eyes before, after a quick glance at his hands where three figures were dancing for a short moment, he curled his fingers into fists.
"They'll be there?"El Diablo quietly asked, raising his hand to look into Erela's eyes, smiling small when she nodded, not a trace of doubt in her eyes. He turned to look at Boomerang who offered him an encouraging nod before he smiled at Erela with a whisper."Thank you."
She returned his smile, and El Diablo lingered for a moment before he jumped to his feet, running off without looking back. Watching after him, Erela swallowed thickly, backing up against Boomerang, gun and bat ready, just in case.
"HEY!"
With a determined pace, El Diablo stormed over toIncubus, flames dancing in his palms.
"Over here!"
Incubus cried out as El Diablo shot fire at him, startling the monster for a few moments, hands coming up to protect itself. It hurt the monster for a few seconds before it kicked El Diablo away, making him smash into some windows, halting him for a moment.
El Diablo lay on the ground for a long while, too long in their opinion, quiet and looking defeated.
Erela's heart lurched in her chest. It was too soon.
"What? No!"
Needing to get its attention away from El Diablo before he killed him, Erela got to her feet and rushed over to Incubus. And, when she heard shots then saw Deadshot across from her, it seemed he had the same plan. The hitman, noticing Erela as he refilled his gun, gestured to her to follow his lead.
Nodding in agreement, Erela mouthed."On it."
Erela clutched the handle of Harley's bat in her hand as she and Deadshot came up to Incubus who didn't notice them while he waited for El Diablo to get up. Erela swung the bat as she sauntered over to the monster. Deadshot fired shots at Incubus to bring him down but to no avail and, hopeful she could at least weaken it, Erela focused on its kneecaps.
It always seemed to work for gangsters. But, for monsters who could ignite fire with a click of its fingers, it did nothing.
Incubus snarled and turned to Erela with a wild glower, making Erela's jaw drop open in fear. She nervously stared up at him, raising her hands in surrender.
Hey, the plan worked. He's not focused on Diablo anymore.
Shrugging casually, Erela blinked up at him."Sorry?"
Incubus let out a furious yell, raised his hand and, before she could react, Erela felt herself flying through the air. A sharp pang soared through her cheek, confirming that he'd backhanded her. But, while she felt a little grateful it hadn't been that bad, her relief was short-lived when she landed on the steps.
"Oh, that's gonna hurt."Erela cheesed as pain rushed up and down her back, coughing as she inhaled fresh air, slumping down onto the steps and turning her head to see that El Diablo was sitting up straight.
He turned when he heard her calling for him and, when he noticed the mark on her cheek then saw Deadshot land beside her, his expression contorted into complete fury. El Diablo got to his feet, a flicker of fire in his eyes as he heard Incubus howling in glory as he remained on his feet while the Squad were squirming around in pain.
"Hey, ese's getting pissed."Erela heard Deadshot chuckle, albeit a little painfully, before he smiled."We might have a chance, after all."
El Diablo let out a thunderous yell, fire running up his body from head to toe before he became engulfed in it. She gasped as she watched him stand at a shocking height. El Diablo sauntered down the stairs, attention focused on Incubus, looking almost by his surprise when Incubus continued to stare at him.
"Oh, wow."Erela murmured, becoming utterly mesmerized once more as she gawked up at El Diablo's fire form. She breathily laughed as he taunted Incubus, beckoning the now inferior monster to square up to him. Erela watched him in awe, the flames capturing her attention."Pretty."
El DIablo came to a stop across from Incubus and held out his arms, welcoming the fight. Then, without warning, El Diablo attacked him with several punches. Incubus watched on in shock as El Diablo hit him with flames, causing him to cry out before he quickly recovered. The two fought, El Diablo throwing punch after punch, gaining the upper hand.
"Diablo, drive him into the corner!"
This snapped Erela out of her daze.
"NO!"Erela cried out with a fierce shake of her head, getting to her feet despite the pain in her back."It'll kill him!"
"I-I-"Flag met her eyes, a hint of remorse in his eyes for a moment before he finally replied."It has to be done."
She gasped as she watched her friend push Incubus back to where he needed to be only to be punched roughly. He punched his hand into the monster's chest, causing him to cough out fire until he was down on his knees, making El Diablo cry out in glory as well as pain.
"Yeah, come on!"With a broad smile, Boomerang cheered on his comrade."Get him, mate!"
Incubus suddenly raised to his feet, knocking El Diablo's feet out from under him, grabbing him by the throat, pushing him down instead. The pair both cried out in unison, El Diablo clutching at Incubus' wrist with his own hands, staring up at his enemy without fear.
Flag called over at El Diablo, wishing and hoping he could get out in time."Get outta there!"
El Diablo shook his head, flames dancing his eyes."BLOW IT!"
"No, no!"Erela yelled at them, heart dropping into her stomach in panic, shaking her head."STOP!"
Flag opened his mouth to order his men only for his body to hit the ground a moment later. Then a sharp, throbbing feeling shot up his leg and, when he looked around, he saw blood.
He'd been shot in the foot. Again.
"AHHH, son of a bitch!"Flag cried out in agony, cradling his other wounded foot, curling into himself."What the hell?"
Flag turned his head to see Erela holding her gun as she started to rush off to El Diablo who was shouting curses at Incubus. But, before she could take another step, she was yanked back by Boomerang's hand reaching out and grabbing hold of her wrist.
"You think any of us want this?"Boomerang yelled as Erela struggled against him, dodging her elbows and headbutts."But we gotta let him go."
"No!"She refused to listen, hitting and kicking at him only for Boomerang to hold on tighter."Nu-uh."
Erela pushed backwards, raised her foot and, with a sharp wince, she kicked Boomerang between the legs. Then when she heard him inhale a sharp breath before coughing and his grip loosening, she quickly ran off. El Diablo was still pinned down by his throat; eyes still fired up as he held onto Incubus, determined to keep him from hurting anyone else.
"Harley..."Erela murmured to herself, cradling the bat with an almost protective embrace before she extended her arm, brandishing the weapon."Help a girl out, 'kay?"
"ERELA!"Deadshot and Boomerang yelled after her in a chastising tone, gesturing for her to return."You'll get blown up."
"Then i'll be with them."Erela said more to herself than them, eyes trained on Incubus, murmuring under his breath."Live and die. Live and die for them."
With a deep breath, Erela closed her eyes before she swung her bat the way she remembered Harley swinging. Erela swung at Incubus with all she had over and over, knowing that she was utterly helpless against him but it Erela was anything it was valiant. She hit him with the bat several or a dozen times, a little satisfied whenever she heard painful snarls.
But she wasn't alone in the fight.
She heard Deadshot, their actual leader on the mission, barking orders at Flag to aid him while shooting shoot. She heard Katana brandish her sword and even Boomerang cursing as he helped out.
"Next time i'm really gonna be visiting me, Nana."Erela heard Boomerang yell in exasperation as she caught her breath when she heard them firing shots.
Erela's eyes snapped open when a growl of pain caught her ears, and she looked up to see a flash of fire then felt a grip on the end of the bat.
"Hey, it ain't yours!"
She felt a pang in her chest at the thought of anything happening to what she had left of Harley and yanked.
"NOW, GQ, NOW!"
"Hey, cariño!"Erela heard El Diablo shout and felt a little relieved that he was still alive but then sheepish at how exasperated he sounded."Chica estúpida."
"Stupid?"Erela huffed out a giggle, breathing labored."I've been called worse."
"EVERYONE GET DOWN!"
She heard scuffling as the squad got to the ground then a few seconds later Erela overheard a loud explosion. She screwed her eyes shut with a loud gasp, covering her eyes and curling into her self, holding Harley's bat to her chest almost protectively.
Erela curled tighter into herself when she felt the heat of the explosion, eyes screwing shut. She heard rubble hit the ground and the sound of the Enchantress screaming for her fallen brother.
"Shit, that was a little something something, ey, mate?"A hearty laugh, no doubt coming from Boomerang, echoed off of the wall after the explosion."C'mon, it was."
A moment later, when all she could hear was the Enchantress crying in grief, Erela slowly opened her eyes to see her enemy on the ground, sobbing angrily and screaming in grief.
"Ha!"Erela beamed as the Enchantress squirmed around in horror at the death of her brother. Erela pushed herself up on her elbows, glaring with a childish grin and singing in a taunting tone."Na-nana-naa-nah!"
When she heard someone clearing their throat, Erela slowly raised her head to see seeing everyone staring at her in both surprise and irritation. But, honestly, they looked more irritated.
El Diablo!
"Did i do it?"She asked as she scrambled to her feet, eyes wide and panting for air as she started to become worried, looking around the El Diablo."Did i do it?"
The group simply stared at her but, after a moment, they all perked up. Erela frowned when their eyes left her and, for some reason, looked more interested in what was behind her.
"Huh?"
Erela jumped when she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder and a long-suffering sigh followed.
"You stupid girl."
Erela turned around, gasping in relief when she saw that it was El Diablo, top torn with burns but, other than that, he was all right. He was in one piece.
"Oh, thank Sweeting!"Erela breathily murmured, holding a hand over her heart with a relieved smile."C'mere!"
Erela let out a happy giggle, and despite knowing his uncomfortable with close contact, she lunged at El Diablo, pulling him into a tight hug. But, once more, El Diablo didn't push her away, he remained frozen in his spot, a sign that he would tolerate it.
As she hugged her friend, Erela looked dat the bat in her hand, lips curving up into a mournful yet affectionate smile.
"Good girl, Harls."
Thanks for reading!
I know this chapter was really bad but you all wanted El Diablo to live because you love him and his friendship with Erela. She has become fond of Killer Croc and El Diablo and it would suck if she lost them while she thinks she's lost The Joker and Harley.
Please don't hate me because it's so bad, i tried really hard.
Anyway, if you did somehow like it, give Erela some love by leaving a review.