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Chapter 47: Rebellion's Last Stand

Location: Island Facility-Hallway-Wally

Rounding a corner with weapons ready, the group almost opened fire when they heard.

"Don't shoot," Talia said, spotting the group.

"Same side," Jade said, walking toward the group.

"Two for three. Where's Harley," Wally asked, walking over to the pair.

"Present…Great, the gang's all here. Now we can die together," Harley said, rounding the corner as seeing everyone.

"Not everyone," Clark said.

"Not now," Wally ordered.

"Feeling the guilty of killing her," John asked.

"One death in exchange of thousands is a choice I have made more times than I care to count; and if I were you I would think more on the mission at hand," Wally said.

"She is as good as dead," John said.

"I know that…and there are 4,003 other people I will probably mourn for tonight. Do you know where you lot are on that list," Wally said.

"Where," Diana asked.

"Four thousand and four and up," Wally said coldly.

~JUSTICE LEAGUE~

Location: Island Facility-Hallway-Wally

"This has gone on long enough. I want the device and these bastards down and burued. Understood," Wally told the remaining soldiers, as they ran down the hallway. Shooting at any H.E.O.M.A.A. that came into sight.

"Understood," the soldiers said.

"Then let's get this done," Wally said, as then rounded a corner. Then was only one door.

"Bullseye, lit it up," Wally said, and then Bullseye pulled out a blaster.

BOOM!

"Honey, I'm home," Bullseye said, walking in throughout the smoke.

The room was lined with soldier, weapon draw, and there was a control room above it that you could see Hamilton in.

"How did I guess know this is what you'd want," Hamilton's voice came over the speaker. "These trinkets have been explained, and you still sacrifice lives for it. How desperate you have become."

"You don't know something," Wally said, inching his hands toward his pocket.

"What," Hamilton asked.

"Batman came up with this plan," Wally said, "So it's damn sure going to work." He finished and then quickly threw a handful of mini grenades at the soldiers. Within minutes, the room was filled with gunfire and explosions. During the fight, Wally saw Hamilton escaping with a metal briefcase.

"Hamilton is escaping. Possibly with the target...Does anyone copy," Wally yelled, into his com piece, "Does anyone copy."

~JUSTICE LEAGUE~

Location: Island Facility-Infirmary

Hamilton was running down a hallway, yelling at other soldiers to go stop anyone following him. He turned into one of the room and sealed the door behind him. He was in the infirmary, which was deserted.

"You know, I should blame you," A voice said behind him. Hamilton spun around, and there stood Shayera, "You and Hro were plotting against me. You're the reason Batman and Question found trace amounts of Scarecrow's toxin on the Watchtower remains. It took me awhile to realized that my friends weren't affected for certain reasons."

"Stay away," Hamilton said, backing against the door and was about to hit the code, when a dagger flew pass him and into the control panel.

"Flash burned through the toxin before it took affect. Batman had built up an immunity to the gas. Helena, Oliver, and Dinah didn't spend enough time on the Watchtower to be affected; and my genetic make-up would take a higher dose," Shayera said, drawing her sword from behind her back, "It was you not me. They could have accepted me, if you hadn't done this...I could have had a life back."

"I can give you anything you want," Hamilton said, "I can give you power, money, anything you want."

"You know, they say family is like an arm," Shayera said, advancing on Hamilton and looking down at the briefcase Hamilton was holding, "You can live with or without it, but you'll always know that it's missing."

"Please," Hamilton begged, "We can both leave this all behind. This place with be all but ashes soon."

"I intend to make sure of that," Shayera said, continuing towards him.

"If you stay here, you'll die," Hamilton said.

"I already did," Shayera said, tilting her head to the side and pausing in her advance, "Do you know how it felt?"

"Please," Hamilton begged again.

"You took my family. I deserve recompense," Shayera said, tightening her grin on her sword and charging forward.

"NO!" Hamilton screamed.


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