Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz
Chapter 28 - Enceinte, Part 1
Author's Note: A bit of a warning... I never really read a lot of DC comic books as a kid, so instead, I watched the cartoons and tv shows and animated/live-action movies and whatnot.
So, there may be certain times in the story where the characters may seem OOC, and for that, I do apologize, cause I am simply going from what I've seen on film and television, as well as the Internet.
Also, thank you so much to everyone who's been enjoying the story and leaving reviews, I really appreciate it!
Disclaimer: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners of "Suicide Squad", the DCEU, its characters, etc, and I am the rightful owner of this story, the characters I create, etc.
"All right, so this is what we're gonna do..."
It was the next morning, and Deadshot had brought Harley out to the back for some shooting target practice, with a row of scarecrows placed in the ground a few miles away.
"So, what, you want to me shoot their heads off or something?"
"Yes, but I want you to be able to do it the way that I'm able to," replied Deadshot, pulling out one of his guns to show her an example.
Boom!
"See that? Five seconds, pop, he's done."
Harley looked at her special white pistol gun that she was currently holding, and said, "Er... I might need some help with that."
Deadshot chuckled, and said, "That's why I'm here, doll face..."
She smiled at him, and he asked, "You ready?"
"Always..."
(Music playing in the background)
"All right, then, let's go..."
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past, it's a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do
Harley looked over at Deadshot, who shook his head. "Again."
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me
"Almost got it, but try again, doll face..."
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
Never said I wanted to improve my station
An' I'm only doin' good when I'm havin' fun
An' I don't have to please no one
No ever said this was gonna be easy, thought Deadshot as he shook his head.
"Again, huh?"
"Yep."
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
As the last scarecrow fell to the ground, Deadshot said, "Okay, Harley, you're almost close, but I feel like something is just missing here that's keeping you from doing it right."
"Well, what if I try doing it my way?" suggested Harley.
"What do you mean?"
She replied, "I shoot the way I always shoot, but just faster... instead of shooting the way you do."
Deadshot chuckled, and said, "If that's what you think will work... but we got to set up these scarecrows again first."
I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
You're living in the past, it's a new generation
Laying back against the wall, Deadshot said, "All right, then, have at it."
"But you had me set them up even farther away!"
He just shrugged his shoulders, while Harley turned back around, and fired her gun.
An' I only feel good when I got no pain
An' that's how I'm gonna stay
While Harley began to smile, Deadshot became surprised. Who the hell is she?
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation
Oh no, not me, oh no, not me
Not me, not me
As the head of the last scarecrow fell to the ground, Harley blew at the smoke coming out of her favorite gun, and smiled at Deadshot. "So, uh, how was that?"
"Not bad, Quinn," chuckled Deadshot. "I think we're ready to go."
"All right," exclaimed Harley, feeling excited. "Wait... where are we going again exactly?"
One Hour Later...
"Are you crazy?!" cried Harley. "This is where Puddin' keeps all of his money!"
"Yeah, but if I recall, Clown Boy once told me that he doesn't really care about money."
"But he does everything at that place, Floyd... and I mean, everything..."
Deadshot nodded. "I know... and there ain't no better way than this to have him come to where he runs his little 'empire' in a heartbeat once he knows we've taken over the joint."
"But that's where... you know... all of this started."
Harley instantly remembered how she had felt when witnessing Deadshot fall into the chemical vat, as well as holding him in her arms, telling him that he needed to be alive so she could tell him that she loved him.
Looking over at the Axis Chemicals building that was a few miles away, Deadshot said, "I know that... it's kinda like a 'bring it to full circle' thing..."
He cocked his rifle, and said, "And it's gonna be the place where this shit ends... you ready?"
Pulling out the white pistol from her holster, Harley gave him a grin. "Always."
"Hi, boys!"
The security guards at the front entrance gate stepped out of his office to find Harley, who was patiently waiting to enter the building.
"Harley?" said one of them. "We haven't seen you here in a long time. Where have you been?"
"Oh, you know, just off to a bunch of places, having some fun," replied Harley. "But I remembered that I left somethin' very special over here, so I came to get it back."
The other guard nodded his head, but said, "Sure, no problem... however, you do know that the Boss isn't here, right?"
Rolling her eyes, Harley said, "Well, duh, of course I know that Puddin' ain't here right now. I can do stuff on my own without him."
"He knows that," replied the first guard that had spoken to her. "It's just a procedure thing... we'll let you in right now."
Buzz! Ding!
As the metal entrance gates opened, Harley blew the guard a kiss, and said, "Thanks, handsome!"
A few minutes later, she and Deadshot were walking up to the front of the building.
"Remember, Harley, I don't want you anywhere near me or the Joker once he finds me. All right?"
"Don't worry, just promise that you'll come back to me once this is over."
Deadshot gave her a grin, and said, "You got it, doll face."
"How could you let them go by themselves?!"
Waller simply said, "Because this has nothing to do with Task Force X."
"It has everything to do with us," exclaimed Rick. "Both of them have been very close to dying when the Joker became involved, and if it hadn't been for us, we would have lost another teammate."
"Look, I respect Diablo for the sacrifice that he made in Midway City, but this is-"
Rick interrupted her by saying, "Yeah, I get it, you don't want this to end up with you having your head on a platter... which is why I'm going to help them."
Waller just sighed, and said, "Fine, but I'm washing my hands of all this. Whatever happens is on you guys and the Joker."
"Don't worry," replied Rick.
A few moments later, outside of the prison, Rick went to his car, and opened up the back door.
"Are they coming?" asked June, who was in the passenger seat.
Rick just nodded his head, and smiled as Boomerang and Killer Croc began to head towards his vehicle.
"Hey, man, sorry that Katana can't make this one," said the soldier, once Boomerang came up to him.
The thief just chuckled, and said, "Ah, don't even worry about it... she does whatever she has to do, I do whatever I have to do here to help out my friends, including Sniper Boy and Crazy Pigtail Chick."
Rick then looked over at Croc, who said, "And I hope you understand that none of us are getting any special privileges after this is over."
"Yeah, I know that," growled the reptilian criminal. "But they're my friends, too... and I know Flame Boy would've also helped."
The soldier smiled, and nodded. "All right, then... let's go catch ourselves a clown."
Heaven
"Where are you going, honey?" asked Grace.
Chato kissed her on the forehead, and said, "I'm just going to make some apologies to some people. I won't be gone long."
He began to walk out the door, but then, one of his children asked, "Will you still be able to read me a bedtime story, Papa?"
Chato smiled, and said, "Of course, sweetheart... I'll be back by the time you're in the bed, ready to sleep."
After that, the former criminal left his home, and began to walk down the street until he was interrupted by a familiar voice.
Hello, Chato.
He stopped walking, and looked up at the sky. "God?"
I have some news that may be of some importance to you.
"What are you talking about?"
Someone has asked me to perform a miracle... but since the person that the miracle is for is actually one of the people you gave your life for, I figured that you would like to help me out on this one.
Chato couldn't believe what he was hearing. This is just insane!
You're here in the Promised Land, my son, and you still think this is not real?
"Er... sorry..." said Chato, feeling a bit embarrassed. "So, what, is this, like, a reincarnation type of thing?"
No, not exactly... I will explain everything in a moment, but first, I need to know if you will accept to help.
He turned around to look back at the direction he had came from.
I already sent Gabriel to tell your family about this once you and I started talking to each other. They understand.
Chato smiled. "Good... so, who needs my help? Floyd, Rick, Harley?"
You will know everything, my son, but I want to know if you are willing to help.
"For my familia... I will do anything..."
"They did what?!" yelled the Joker, who was on the phone with Jonny T.
"Your girl and her man are killing all of the guys and destroying everything," replied his right-hand man.
The Joker gritted his teeth, and said, "Do whatever you can right now to stop them, Jonny. I will not let Deadshot destroy my empire of crime, and continue to steal away the love of my life!"
"Don't worry, I got it covered."
"I certainly hope so, Jonny... but do not, I repeat, do not do you-know-what to you-know-who. Understand?"
Jonny replied, "Loud and clear, J. I'm leaving that for you."
After he had hung up, the Joker began heading out of his home, and made his way to his car in the driveway.
"I respect that you're willing to fight fire with fire, Floyd," said the Joker, aloud to himself. "But you can also get burned when playing with fire... and I'm going to just that by taking away the most important thing that could ever happen in your life! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
