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Chapter 42: Hell Bent
Location: Everest-Underground City-Command Center
"Listen up," Wally said; from his place on a platform in the command center, "This is your final briefing. In exactly thirteen hours, we will begin Operation CHRONOS. All international ties will be severed in case of fail, as of not to create a catalyst for another war…That means no back out plans. We go in and get this done."
"To any personnel that wants to leave, I would understand," Shayera said, "This mission will either succeed or fail. There is no in between. So I ask you now if any of one wishes to leave, do it now. No one will fault you for it."
No one said anything or moved.
"Excellent," Wally said, "Then make your peace today, for tomorrow we go to hell."
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Everest-Underground City-Hanger Bay
"Make should every Beta pilot has Three gunman but enough ammo for six," Shayera said, as she walked down the walkway with six people following her and taking notes.
"Yes, ma'am," one of the followers said.
"And find me Helena," Shayera said, and saw the heroes at the end of the walkaway. They were dressed in government-armored suits and being distributed weapons.
"That will be all," Shayera said, dismissing the people.
"Yes, ma'am," they said together, before going off to carry out orders.
"This is a Russian 68FH. If there's not a door, this will make one," weapon expect said, as Shayera approached the group.
"Sargent, go checks weapons in Payload 23, please," Shayera said.
"Right away, ma'am," the man said.
"Here," Shayera said, holding out a small silver box to John. It was his Green Lantern ring.
"How," John asked, taking the ring.
"It was reckoned a few years ago in Lagos. We tried go to you apartment and find your charger but that neighborhood had been leveled by a bomb to two months prior," Shayera said, "Scientist think you have about two hours on it." She turned to walk away, when John grabbed her hand.
"Shayera, wait-" John started, but Shayera pulled away.
"Don't," Shayera said, "Just...let's get this over with, and everything can go back to the way it was."
She walked away and did hear John whisper, "What if that's not what I want?"
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Aircarrier 4675-Private Office
"Drop zone ETA is thirty-five minutes...All stage one operatives prepare for drop. Stage two operatives, please prepare for water drop in T-minus forty minutes."
"You'll have maybe two minutes after we turn off the clotting for ships one through nine for you to get inside and disable security so you can get to the weapons lab on subfloor 6K8," Shayera told the Helena, as she help her secure her wings in place.
"Understood," Helena said; and then after seconds, she asked, "Are you sure this will work?"
"No but this is the best plan we've had," Shayera said, strapping her mace onto her hip.
"And if nothing else, the world has to end sooner or later," Harley said, entering the room with Talia and Cheshire.
"Always the sunshine," Helena said.
"Sun has to shine. World has to spin. And time must come to an end," Harley said.
"Cheerful as always," Wally said, entering the room. He was wearing the robotic leg casing. It was almost unreal to she him standing after so long, but the same could be said for Shayera with her wings.
"Wow...you look exactly the same, Shy," Wally said, from the doorway. Wally was dressed in full body armor, and someone had put the old Flash sign on his shoulder. He was carrying a metal suitcase.
"So my wings looked like metal plates," Shayera asked, going in front of a mirror.
"No, they made you smile," Wally said, placing the suitcase on the table and opening it.
"What's that," Harley asked, hopping of the table.
"Presents," Wally said, tossing holster belts with two guns strapped one them to Helena, Talia, and Cheshire.
"What are they," Helena asked, putting on the belt.
"New micro tech and gamma radiation guns," Wally replied.
"What you they do," Helena asked.
"No clue," Wally said.
"Interesting," Helena mumbled.
"Where my present," Harley asked, eyeing the case.
"Not 'til we're closer," Wally said, closing the case, "I don't trust you not to try and practice with them."
"Buzzkill," Harley said, smirking.
"Tell me I'm wrong," Wall countered.
"Go head on to the leagues," Shayera said to Helena and Talia.
"Be safe," Helena said, holding out her hand. Shayera grabbed her wrist and shakes it before pulling Helena into a hug.
"Always," Shayera whispered, letting go.
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