"And on the floor I'd be lying cold, lifeless,
But I hit a wall, I hit 'em all, watch the fall"
Deadshot
The sound of overwhelming bullets was gonna leave him deaf. He didn't know how and why but apparently, Chinook 2 got hijacked. At first Deadshot assumes the it was the monsters but thought it was ridiculous. They weren't that smart enough to hijack their helicopter and knew they were on the rooftop.
Harley was just hunkered down a few yards away from Deadshot, looking at the green indicator blinking green underneath her skin.
"What? I got a hickey or something?"
There was a quick buzz sound. It came from her cell phone. She quickly looks at it. Deadshot got a quick view of what the text message was: NOW!
He watches as her blue eyes lit up with joy as she looks over to him. He shook his head no as if saying: Don't do it.
Without hesitation, she stands up and makes her way towards the chopper, despite the gunfire happening around her.
"Harley!" he calls out.
She then ran off the edge of the roof and leapt to catch the rope. As she held on, the chopper nosed down and veered away. Deadshot stared at Harley climbing up the rope to the chopper.
"Deadshot!" Waller calls. "Shoot the woman. Right now."
He only glares at her. "She ain't do shit to me."
"You're a hitman, right?" Waller asks him. "I got a contract. Kill Harley Quinn. For your freedom and your kid."
The offer is too tempting for him to not to take it. Kill Quinn and he'll be free and be with Zoe again. It's too good be true. "She dead to me now."
He lifts his carbine and aimed it at Harley as she rapidly recedes into the distance. He stared at her; she was square in his crosshairs. What Boomerang had said: Easy. Peasy.
He squeezes the trigger.
Her body starts to fall down, dangling like a rag doll. He can still see that she still had a grip on the rope. For a moment, everyone thought he killed her.
Only a moment.
Suddenly, she came back to life, grinning and blowing kisses with her free hand.
Deadshot turns back to Waller. "Sorry. I missed."
She didn't say anything to him, merely stalked off angrily. He stood there as Boomerang gave him a reassuring pat on the back on his shoulder.
"Good one, mate."
In the corner of his eye, Waller reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone. "Savior One Zero's been hijacked. Shoot. It. Down."
Morana
Lena was as stubborn as she was.
The girl just won't give up. It was all because of that damn assassin and her…love for him. It was all his fault she was weak.
"Love is for the weak." Morana snarls, picking herself off the ground. "Loving him is making us weak."
'That's not true.' The girl tells her.
"Where was he when you went alone in that cave?" Morana questions. "Who was looking out for you then?"
'June.'
"Well of course, she is our sister. She always loves us. But Floyd didn't. He lied to you." Morana said, her bare feet stepping on broken glass, looking outside. "He never loved you. He used you…just like Waller used you."
The girl didn't say anything else. Her blood began to boil.
Waller was nearby.
She can smell the vile woman, almost taste her. She walks to the edge of the broken window, gripping on the edges for support. Closing her eyes, Morana lets go of the edges and leaps off gracefully.
Her body lands on something solid. Metal, she assumes. She realizes she was on one of those flying machines the humans used to get around.
"Airplane?"
The word sounded so foreign. She thinks that's what it's called. But it didn't matter what it was called, Waller was inside it with their heart. She punches through steel and starts to rip parts of it away with ease. At that moment, the machine begins to swift back and forth violently.
Morana held on tightly. Then she smiles.
"Brother."
From a distance, she can she her brother standing with his hands raised and glowing. He then releases a bolt of burning energy directly at them. The machine took a sudden dive into the ground hard, it spits up sparks and smoke until it came into a complete stop.
Morana then goes back to ripping a hole into the machine until she found Waller. The woman stares back at her, still strap to her seat.
"Amanda Waller. I been looking for you all night."
Sister was very pleased when Morana brought not only Waller but their heart as well. Waller tried to squirm free but Morana kept a firm grip on her arm.
"Bring her here, Morana." Orders Sister.
"I'll fight you all the way to hell."
Brother looks over to Waller and smiles. "Resist and we will cut off your thumb and put it into the machine."
Morana forced Waller's thumb to the scanner. She heard the machine tick as if gears were grinding into place. The case lid slid open and Brother looked inside. He was pleased.
Two of their soldiers took hold of Waller as Morana releases her to join her sister. She watches as her sister lightly caress their heart. She entwines her fingers with her.
"Now, brother," she said. "I don't want to wait any longer."
He carefully picks it up and presses the heart into Sister's chest, into her ribcage. It started to beat again, and grow. They were connected. They were whole.
They can finally be one being again.
"Now that my heart has return, Morana and I can finish our weapon. Tell me how to destroy your armies?"
"Do your worst, bitch." Waller spat.
Morana responded to the insult by pulling out her sword and presses it slowly but hard against Waller's chest, right where her heart is. It would be a very fitting death for her. Waller controlled them by using their heart and Morana wants to repay the favor.
"Now you will know our pain." Morana snarls, watching as Waller cries out and squirms in agony.
"Morana, stop." Sister orders her to.
She instantly stop, the sword still pointed at her chest. "Why? She deserves it." She looks at Waller, who was breathing hard and slow.
"For now, she stays alive. Besides, the faith Waller is about to suffer is much, much worst than death."
Deadshot
As they exited the Federal Building, it had started to rain. Deadshot was surprised to see Harley sitting on the hood of a Beemer, looking beat-up beautiful.
"Hey guys I'm back," she said cheerfully, "I missed you all so much."
Even he can see that the smile on her face was forced. She had been crying for a while before they came out the building.
"We're glad that you could make it," Deadshot tells her.
It was true. He was glad to see her again. Glad he didn't kill her. Sure, she had this tendency to get on anyone's bad side but, sadly, she grew on him like a tumor. He approaches the car, offering to help her down. She allows him to briefly carry her off the roof of the car.
She stood there awkwardly, in silence.
"Hey, Craziness!" Capt. Boomerang calls, tossing the wooden baseball bat in her direction.
Deadshot could see that she was grateful.
He was grateful too.
"Guys, over here! Guys. Hey, c'mon! Look what I found!" Harley squealed with excitement, pointing to the crashed Blackhawk. "I found it. Can I keep it?"
Flag ignore her and peered inside the cockpit. "Waller's not here." He announced. "What the hell is she?" He crawls farther into the ruined helicopter to rummage for clues. A few moments later, he crawls back out dissatisfied.
"Something ripped into this thing to get Waller out." Flag said, pointing to the huge hole the was located on the side of the helicopter.
"Maybe she's dead." Said Capt. Boomerang. "Doubt Waller survived it, mate."
Hovering above the rail station was a large suspended ring of abandoned vehicles, trash, and other street debris, all floating around a beam of bright, white light that was shooting into space.
"So let me guess," said Deadshot. "we're going to the swirling ring of trash in the sky. You know, 'cause why wouldn't we?"
Flag only stares at him, conflicting emotions wash over his face.
"When does this end, Flag?" Deadshot demands.
"Load up," Flag tells him. "We're in for a fight."
As Flag motions for the others to follow him, Deadshot wormed back into the fallen Blackhawk for another helping of ammo. Enough was not nearly enough for him. He reaches for a box and saw Waller's backpack and binder. On it was stenciled "Task Force X: TOP SECRET." He grabs it instead of the box and flips through it. There were pictures of a woman who he vaguely recognizes as Lena's roommate, June and…Lena.
He got confused.
Why did Waller have a file on Lena?
As he looks further, he felt his heart stop. It all started to make sense to him now. That she-demon called him Floyd back at the Federal building. The way Flag has been acting around him. That dream of Lena and that monster. It wasn't a dream at all. It was all real.
'Like she said before: I can easily beat you...one of these days. I guess today is that day."
His face tightens with anger.
Turning around, Deadshot charges behind Flag, throwing Waller's binder at his head. Flag jumps a bit, turning around to face Deadshot. He then pushes Flag hard against a turnover bus before punching him straight in the jaw, hard. The last remaining SEALs had their weapons pointed at him but he didn't care. He was beyond pissed at Flag.
"How dare you? You knew about her." There was this raw animalistic tone in his voice. "You bastard, you fucking knew who she was."
Capt. Boomerang, was trying to pull him away from Flag but he didn't move. "C'mon, mate. What's the problem?"
"You mother fucker…" Deadshot grits, pointing at him accusingly. "You knew all this time. YOU KNEW ABOUT LENA!"
Flag didn't say a word but the guilty look on his face says it all.
"Tell everybody the truth," He demanded. "or me and you are gonna go down right now."
Flag sighs. "Three days ago a non-human entity appeared in a subway station." He explains. "So Waller sent me and two women with incredible abilities."
"Witches." Deadshot mumbles.
"Yes, witches. Nobody could get near this thing but the witches could." Flag continues. "Needless to say, the whole thing was a bad idea. I given one of them the satchel charge and told her what to do. She activated it while it was in my hands and they both took off. And that's how they escaped from Waller."
Deadshot looks up at the floating ring of debris that was just a few blocks away. His emotions were conflicting now, unsure how to feel to the information he found out. "You know what? You can just kill me right now. But I'm gonna get a drink."
He begins to walk into a bar an across the street: The Golden Tree.
"Deadshot, I need your help." Flag sounded desperate.
Deadshot stops walking, but didn't look back at Flag.
"No. You don't me. You don't need any of us. What you need is a miracle."
A/N: Finally Deadshot knows the truth. I couldn't wait to write out this scene.