Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz

Chapter 20 (The Final Move, Part 3)

Author's Note: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners of the DC Movie-Verse

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"I'm gonna call that a warning shot," said the assassin.

The bullet had narrowly missed Harley's face by a few inches.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

"So, if you have any final words, doll face, I think it would be wise to say them right now."

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"So what's it gonna be, Batsy?" asked the Joker. "Stay here and try to kill me, or try to stop her from dying?"

Batman slammed the Joker to the ground, and said, "If I find a single scar on Selina's face..."

"Oh, don't worry, your little kitty kat is perfectly fine," laughed the Joker. "You just haven't looked in the obvious places to find her.

"And also, she isn't going to be the one to die tonight... someone else will..."

With one more punch to the Joker's face, Batman destroyed the lights in the room, surrounding it in darkness as he disappeared.

"Until next time, Batman! Hahahahaha!"

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"Shot, please, you don't have to do this," begged Harley. "Think about Zoe - what would she think if she learned about this?"

"She ain't ever gonna find out," replied Deadshot.

Come on, Harley, think, think, think, think, think, think-

HEY!

"Sorry," whispered Harley, who looked up at her friend.

"Please, Shot, don't do something that you're going to regret."

Deadshot shook his head. "The only thing that I regret is missing you back in Midway City when I could have easily killed you."

Do not listen, Harley, all right? I know it hurts, but Puddin must have done something to him!

"You don't know that," whispered Harley.

Think about it! Why would Shot say all of this stuff to you?

Deadshot reloaded his rifle again. "If you're done talking, doll face, then I-"

"Shot, wait... Just do me a favor, all right?"

"What?"

Harley sighed, and said, "Take off your mask... please."

Harley, what are you doing?

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I want to see the face of the man I fell in love with..."

Deadshot was silent, for a moment, before he said, "I ain't Clown Boy, doll face."

"I'm not talking about Puddin', Shot," replied Harley, now walking closer to him.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

"I'm talking about you... I love you..."

"No, you don't..."

"Don't tell me that, Shot," exclaimed Harley. "I get to decide who I want to love and who I want to be with."

Now in front of the assassin, Harley put her hand on his rifle, lowering it to the ground.

"It's true, my heart goes out to Puddin, but it's the same with you..."

Deadshot was frozen in place. "Harley..."

"Well, isn't this such a romantic sight?"

The two of them looked up, and saw the Joker, who was standing out the side of a helicopter.

"Puddin?" said Harley. "What are you..."

"Let's just say I have bigger fish to fry," replied Joker. "Which means, Shot, that I no longer have any need for you."

"What do you-"

Before Deadshot could finish, the Joker pressed a button on the side of his watch, and Harley gasped in shock as her friend collapsed to the ground.

"Shot! Puddin, what did you do?!"

"Doesn't matter," said the Joker, who began to send down a rope ladder to her. "Come on, let's go."

"But, Shot is my-"

"Look, do you want to get locked up in prison again, Harley? Or enjoy the rest of your life with me?"

Harley looked down at Deadshot's unmoving body, and up at the ladder above her head.

"The choice is yours, sweetheart..."

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"Why are you doing this?" exclaimed Deadshot, bruised and beaten.

The Joker brought him up to his feet, and pinned him against the wall.

"Cause I will not let you steal Harley from me," said the infamous villain.

He could hear the sound of a helicopter nearby.

"Thank you, Shot... No one's ever done anything like this for me before."

Harley... He heard his voice... But wasn't she at the hotel?

"Who else gets to you call you 'doll face', sweetheart?"

"That would be me, you son of a bitch."

He tried to stand up, but his body felt like it had been through hell.

"You're my friend, too..."

"Stay evil, doll face..."

Deadshot opened his eyes, and he saw Harley start to climb a rope ladder.

"Harley..." gasped Deadshot, trying to stand up.

She turned to look at him, and felt her heart beat faster. "Floyd?"

Up in the helicopter, the Joker gritted his teeth, and yelled, "Pilot, get us the hell out of here!"

"Harley... wait..." Deadshot got to his knees, and was almost ready to stand up.

Harley was about to climb back down, but all of a sudden, she felt herself be pulled up, and watched as the helicopter began to fly away.

"Sorry, Floyd, but the game's over," laughed the Joker. "I win. You lose."

Deadshot smirked, and said, "That's where you're wrong, pal."

Reaching into one of his side pockets, Deadshot pulled out a tiny but very powerful explosive device.

"Thanks, Bat," mumbled the assassin before he threw it as far as he could into the helicopter.

As for the Joker, who was getting his parachute ready, he said, "Oh, you have got to be kidding me."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The helicopter started to explode, and Harley fell back to the top of the cathedral, landing in Deadshot's arms.

She looked up at his face, and noticed that his mask was off.

"You saved me?"

"I wasn't gonna kill you."

Harley smirked, and said, "That's not what you said a while ago."

Deadshot was about to reply back when, all of a sudden, they heard the sound of rapid beeps and whistles.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A bunch of firecrackers began expolding all around them, as well as sending them towards the edge of the building.

"Don't worry, Harley, we're gonna be-"

Boom!

Suddenly, the entire cathedral began to shake, making Deadshot and Harley fall over the edge.

"No!" Deadshot held onto a nearby gargoyle with one of his hands, while holding Harley's own with his other hand.

"Don't worry, Harley, I'll get us back up there..."

Harley nodded her head, but she noticed a few cracks beginning to appear where the gargoyle and roof connected.

"Shot, you have to let go."

"No, don't you dare start saying shit like that," replied Deadshot. "I'm gonna save us!"

"We're too heavy for that gargoyle," exclaimed Harley. "It's gonna break soon if you don't let go!"

"Harley, if I let go, the fall's gonna kill you!"

"You don't have a choice! I won't leave your daughter without a father."

Deadshot gritted his teeth, and yelled, "There is nothing you can do to make me let go!"

Harley was silent, for a moment, before lifting herself up so she could kiss Deadshot on the lips.

As the gargoyle began to crack more, Harley whispered into his ear. "I love you."

Before Deadshot could say anything back, Harley pushed herself away from his grasp.

"Harley!"

All he could do was watch as Harley fell almost two hundred feet into the darkness below.

Deadshot looked at his hand, the one that had been holding onto hers, and noticed that she'd put her ring on his ring finger.

If he was supposed to be a bad guy... then why did his heart feel like it was about to break?