Batman:
Warzone Chapter 10
Azrael watched on his monitor Batman's movements throughout the facility, after his argument over the speaker after the worthless assassin; Hitman, was beaten to a bloody pulp, Azrael knew this was coming to an end.
Azrael stood up from the desk and turned towards the door. There, Harley stood watching him.
"Nothing to say?" Azrael asked.
"You didn't tell me Mr. J was with 'em." she said.
Azrael shrugged. "I needed you focused, our job is destroy this institution, not kill your former dominant, as much as I know you would love to."
Harley rolled her eyes and walked out of the dark officer they were stood in. Azrael sighed and turned back to his monitor.
"Come get me, Dark Knight. I'm waiting. Although, my colleagues won't be." he said to himself.
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Batman's entire group moved down a corridor swiftly on their way to the West Wing. There was no time to waste now that they knew Azrael had made his base there. After several minutes of silence, Edward spoke up.
"Do we really have a plan for when we meet them, from my calculations, we are outnumbered." he said.
"Really, Question Man? We have me!" Joker said enthusiastically.
"Riddler." Edward said annoyed.
"I think Question Man has a certain ring to it that 'Riddler' doesn't achieve."
"The clown has a point, Nygma." Deadshot joked.
"Leave the bad jokes to the Prince of 'em, please?" Edward asked.
"Oi!" a voice called. "Where are you people off to this fine evenin'?"
All the members of the Suicide Squad crowded the hall ahead of them, including Manchester Black and Zeus. Suspended in the air was a large tool box, Manchester was holding it up with his telekinetic powers. The rest were preparing for a fight.
Deathstroke withdrew a sword from a scabbard on his back, Joker pulled a revolver and knife from nowhere and Deadshot made sure his gauntlets were fully loaded.
Many of their opponents were doing the same, loading whatever weapons they needed to or where just loosening up to do battle.
"Shall we?" Manchester called.
"Oh, you'd better believe it, Britain Boy." Joker said while bouncing up and down.
Deadshot opened fire on the Suicide Squad, which made them all scramble for cover, all except the KGBeast, who just stood there and let the bullets fall harmlessly off his chest.
"I'll take the big one." Deathstroke said.
"Spider's mine." Deadshot said.
"I'll take on the Greek knock off." Cain said.
"Harley and I need one on one time." Joker said.
"Machin and Buchinsky." Batman said simply.
"Um, I guess I take Manchester?" Edward said.
Both sides rushed each other in the 10 foot wide hallway. When they clashed, it was reminiscent of thunder. Everyone took on their individual targets. Deathstroke managed to dodge many of KGBeast's blows but a few hit their mark.
Deadshot managed to get his hands on Black Spider. He managed to fight him off and the new rivals stared each other down.
"How have you been, Lawton?" Black Spider asked.
"Oh, you know my name now?" Deadshot challenged.
"I read your file. Killed a child? Even for me, that's cold." Black Spider said.
Black Spider's comment stopped Deadshot in his tracks. "I-"
Deadshot's words were interrupted by Black Spider's boot in his face, knocking him to the ground.
Black Spider chuckled. "You are getting slow, old man." he said.
Deadshot stood up, his lip swollen and bleeding. He returned the favor by punching Black Spider in the eye, shattering one of the lenses. A brown eye became visible, it also became visibly enraged. Black Spider let out a fierce shout and charged Deadshot.
Deadshot sidestepped out of the way and let the young assassin run past him. "You're getting slow, young man."
Black Spider turned to face him, only to have another fist in his face. This time, he was knocked out cold because of it. Deadshot smiled to himself, amused at his own cleverness, then he glanced in Edward's direction. Not surprisingly, the least physically challenging had also been beaten unconscious.
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"I'm going to destroy you!" KGBeast screamed as he swung his good arm wildly.
Deathstroke dodged again. "Heard it before." he said.
Deathstroke swung his sword at the giant's leg. Slicing into the flesh, he fell to one knee, holding the gaping wound.
From across the battleground, Batman saw Deathstroke lift his sword above his head for a killing blow.
"No!" Batman shouted, but he appeared to not hear him or didn't care.
In his moment of being focused on Wilson, something or someone knocked Batman over the head, he fell to the floor as the sound of steel ripping through flesh reached his ears.
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Batman awoke some unknown amount of time later, his cowl had been ripped off and his dark hair was matted with sweat and blood.
A voice called in the darkness. "Bruce Wayne."
Batman answered. "Who's there?"
"Don't worry, it's Cain." he said.
Batman finally opened his eyes, Cain was sitting on the floor several feet away. The KGBeast's decapitated body was another 10 feet.
"How long has it been, Bruce? 12 years?" Cain asked.
Batman pulled himself up to sit against the wall as well. "13, I think."
Cain chuckled. "My daughter is a huge fan of yours."
"Hmm." Batman said simply, then he noticed the nothingness around him. "Where is everybody."
"The Suicide Squad subdued most of them, the rest surrendered, except Joker. They were taken farther into the West Wing."
"Do you remember that time in India?" Bruce asked.
"You were a 19 year old city boy who only understood the basics of fighting, I took you and Cassie to India to show you Almutahhar, the League of Assassin's first base."
"We encountered a snake." Bruce said.
"Yes," Cain laughed. "You screamed like a girl and my 3 year old daughter killed it with her bare hands."
"I hate snakes." Bruce said with a smile.
"Nothing ever said has been more true."