Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz
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Chapter 37: A Burning World, Part 1
As Harley began walking around the area with all of the test tubes and measuring cups and whatnot, she began getting flashbacks to when the Joker had convinced her to jump into the chemical vat.
"Harley?"
She turned around, and saw Deadshot, who looked concerned. "You okay?"
"Can I ask you something?"
He chuckled, and said, "Um, yeah, sure... what is it?"
"Would you die for me?"
Deadshot frowned a little bit. "Why would you ask that?"
"Just answer it, please..."
"Of course I would... but hopefully a long time from now, after we've married and had our kid and grow old together and all that stuff."
Harley began feeling warmth inside herself. but then, she asked, "Okay, then... would you live for me?"
"Uh, yes?" Deadshot began to laugh. "Harley, come on, I'd do anything for you... you know that, right?"
He isn't like the Joker, honey, said the more reasonable voice in Harley's head. That isn't going to help you decide.
Harley nodded her head. "Yeah, I do... I'm sorry, Shot, everything just seems like it's going... fast..."
"Oh, really?" said Deadshot, smiling at her. "Well, I mean, I guess it has been a year and a month or two since the whole thing in Midway City, but we'll be okay, Harley..."
He wrapped an arm around her, kissing the top of her head, and Harley giggled. "Thanks, Handsome. I feel better now."
"No problem, doll face."
Suddenly, Slade walked over to them, asking, "Okay, lovebirds, we got a job to do, remember?"
"I am aware of that, yes," replied Deadshot. "Just relax, Slade, no one said it was gonna be easy and done in one day. You find out anything about this Amy-whatever?"
"Just that she has some sort of world domination thing that involves plants and stuff," answered Slade, showing the two of them all of the papers and documents he had been able to locate."
Deadshot took a look at the information, saying, "Damn, she must not have enjoyed the prices at the Garden Center stores at Wal-Mart, Lowe's, or Home Depot."
Harley chuckled, but then, she felt something touch her rear end. "Shot, come on, I told you later..."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
Before Harley could respond, a plant-like tentacle suddenly wrapped itself around her body, stopping just below her neck. "Shot!"
Then, she was suddenly dragged across the floor, and the assassin ran after her, going to what looked like a sewer hole.
"Oh, no, you don't," growled Deadshot, grabbing onto one of Harley's hands that she had been able to free from the tentacle's grasp.
"Shot, please, don't let go," begged Harley, now suddenly terrified.
Slade then walked over, and brought down the sword onto the tentacle, but instead of getting sliced off, it just grew bigger, and squeezed onto Harley more tightly.
"Wilson, stop!" yelled Deadshot. "Grab her other hand!"
So, the two of them began to pull as hard as they could, playing a game of tug-of-war (sort of) with whatever tentacle plant creature was down below.
"Please hurry, you two," cried Harley. "This thing keeps grabbing my- hey, knock it off, plant freak!"
"Don't worry, Harley, I got you," replied Deadshot. "I ain't gonna let go till you're free of this damn thing!"
Slade nodded, in agreement, and they were almost close to pulling Harley out of the hole when, suddenly, they all felt a surge of electricity enter their bodies.
"What... the hell... is this woman creating?" growled Deadshot, using as much strength as he could to hold onto Harley's hand.
Harley let out short cries of pain, but then, she looked over at Deadshot, saying, "Shot... let go..."
"Hell, no, Harley, I.. I got this, all right? Y-you're gonna be... fine..."
"Shot, please..." begged Harley, as she continued to feel the pain of the electricity entering her body. "T-the baby..."
Immediately, Deadshot became silent, but he still wouldn't let go.
"Floyd, please, let go," cried a tearful-eyed Harley. "Our b-b-baby..."
Deadshot shook his head, but then, the tentacle gave one final tug, and it pulled the former psychiatrist out of his and Slade's grasp.
"Harley!" yelled Deadshot, who was then preparing to jump in after her until he was stopped by Killer Croc.
"I got this, Floyd..."
Deadshot just nodded his head, and watched as his reptilian friend crawl into the hole, going after Harley.
But a minute later, the assassin said, "Screw it, I'm going in after them."
"Shot-" began Boomerang, but then, he stopped when Deadshot looked at him.
"Hey, that is the woman I love, Boomerang, the mother of my soon-to-be-born child... the one I want to marry... and I am not about to let a fucking plant thing take her away from me, so we're all going down here, okay?"
Boomerang nodded his head, and said, "Lead the way, pal."
"Wonderful," said the woman that the Squad was after, watching on her screen as Harley (now unconscious) was being pulled towards her secret lab by one of her creations. "I'll make you all mine..."
To Be Continued...