"You're just another brick and I'm a sledgehammer."
Deadshot
His grip on the pistol became tighter. Despite the air being cold, beads of sweat starts to form on his forehead. "I will die by saving her." He answers.
"A goal which you will not achieve." The witch snarls as she launches herself forwards at Deadshot, sword rise high above her head.
Instinctively, Deadshot raises his wrist above his head to block the blow. The impact of Morana's sword clashes against his wrist magnums made a strong clink sound and vibrated through his body.
She swung her other sword at his left lower side but he blocks it and punches her at the jawline. She staggers backwards from the blow but she recovers, gracefully leaping onto her toes and kicks at him with great force against a pillar.
Deadshot fell on his stomach, groaning in pain.
"Morana, leave the human alone. I still need you to complete the spell." He hears the Enchantress speak. "Brother, make them bow to us."
As the witches brother, Incubus, was approaching, Deadshot forces himself back up despite the throbbing pain in his head. Harley was already by his side.
"Your girlfriend is such a doll." She said in a cheerily tone.
"I dunno if you're being sarcastic or not." Deadshot grunts.
Incubus marches to the colonnade, his magical armor fanning like a glowing cobra. Glowing amber tentacles shot out from the palms of his hands. Deadshot and Harley barely duck down as the tentacles misses them and slams into the pillars behind them, shattering it in the process.
Deadshot got up and drags Rick Flag with him to cover behind a pillar as another of Incubus' tentacles attacks at them again. The impact shatters one side of the pillar into chucks of rocks. The dust began to settle, Incubus attacks again, this time at Boomer and Katana.
"GQ, come in. We're in position." Rick speaks into his radio.
Captain Boomerang emerges from the pillar he was hiding from and throws one of his boomerangs at Incubus. The massive creature swats it like it was a fly, exploding at the side of his head.
"We gotta get him in that corner." Flag explains. "That's where the bomb will be."
Deadshot was too focus on Incubus and Boomer to notice Diablo was standing in-between him and Flag.
"I'll do it!" Diablo announced. "I'll get him there."
Deadshot turns to him, wondering if this man is thinking straight. He looks back to Incubus who now had Capt. Boomerang trapped in-between a pillar and a lounge seat. Just as he was about to unleased his tentacles at Boomer, Katana leaps from the shadows and brought her sword down on his wrist, slicing it off in the process.
"You'll pay for that!" he shouts at the woman, his hand growing back. He launches a tendril at Katana but she easily dodges him.
"I can do it." Diablo tells Flag. He looks back to Deadshot, his eyes pleading and desperate. "I lost my family. I don't wanna lose my friends too!"
"Look, think it through," Deadshot pleads with him.
"I got this." Diablo promised. "Let me show you what I really am."
Diablo steps up to Incubus. "Over here!" He calls out.
Incubus turns to over to where Diablo was standing and marches to him. When he got close enough, Diablo unleashes massive flames from the palm of his hands at the magical god. Incubus retreats a bit from the heat, roaring out in frustration. However, the flames started to lose their effect on Incubus and he advances towards Diablo, kicking him into the air and crashing into an abandon barbershop.
Deadshot marches at Incubus, firing his wrist magnums at him as Harley approaches behind Incubus, wooden bat in her hand. The god raises his foot and slams Deadshot into debris.
"Shit," he cursed to himself.
Floyd gets himself back up again, stifled a cry as he felt a sudden, harsh pain stabbing him on his back and side. His body was screaming at him to take a break, to stop fighting. But he forced himself to keep going. He looks over the machine, watching as the witches use their magic to power it.
Zoe needs me. He thought to himself. Lena needs me.
He suddenly felt intense heat but didn't know where it was coming from. He heard a loud battle cry and turning to his left, a fiery figure emerges. He figures it had to be Diablo, he prayed that it was Diablo.
The creature itself was a large skeletal figure engulfed in bright blazing flame, just about the size as Incubus.
The Incubus launches a smoky tendril at Diablo's new form. At the same time, raised his skeletal hands and launches flames to deflects the attack. The flames overwhelm the Incubus as Diablo moves closer to him, forcing him into a corner.
"We're running out of time, Diablo!" Flag yells. "Drive him into the corner!"
Diablo starts to push Incubus into the corner, his hands melts into the chest cavity of the Incubus, causing him to breathe out fire. Showing fear, Incubus held up his arms to block the repeated attack.
"Yeah do it!" Deadshot yells.
Suddenly, Diablo's flames start to die down, giving Incubus a chance to hit him. He starts to tow Diablo, his hands clenching onto his throat. When Diablo was back in his human form, the Incubus pins him to the ground, his hand still around his neck.
"Diablo, get clear! Get out of there!" Flag orders him.
Diablo looks back at the group, his eyes still glowing like ember. "Blow it!"
Flag looks over to Deadshot, uncertainty cross on his features. Deadshot knew it had to be done. "Blow it."
"No GQ, now."
"He's going to die to save us?" Harley questions Flag, looking at him horrified.
"No just us. The world." Flag said as he was about to reluctantly speak into his comm. "GQ. Diablo. The world owes you both."
The platform floor erupted into a ball of fire, as the Incubus' form shattered into infinite about of pieces, like soft chucks of amber. Chucks of debris and dust filled the air. Enchantress screams' echoes throughout the entire platform.
As the dust starts to settle down, Deadshot saw the gaping hole that was left from the explosion. Flag and the others were lost in the horror.
Deadshot heard a familiar voice.
The witch is fucking with me again.
"Please kill me!"
That can't be her voice. It just can't be her.
"Bloody hell mate, look…Diablo's alive!" Boomer said.
From a distance, Floyd could make out Diablo's body resting against the pillars on the opposite side of the hole. He watches as his chest rises up and down. The man was unconscious, but he was alive.
"He made it?" Harley asks. "He's still alive?"
Before he can reply, another shriek fills the air and he felt his heart drop.
"Lena!?" He calls out.
"She's over there!" Boomer said, pointing to the left.
Lena, at least he hoped it was her, laid curled up in a fetal position shaking and groaning in pain. Deadshot ran over to her, kneeling down to her side. Her appearance was still of the witch but he knew in his heart that this was her.
"Lena, baby, please talk to me." He pleads with her. He cradles her face as she kept her eyes closed tightly. "Lena,
"Kill me Floyd." Her voice was pain. "Please I can't do this anymore…hurry before she takes over…"
He shook his head. He didn't want to lose her. This was the first time he held her, seen her, in what felt like an eternity. He can't lose her again. "I-I can't-"
"If you love me, you do it. Please before-"
She vanishes in a back mist. Panic overwhelms him. "No. No. No! Fuck! You bring her back!"
"I'm right here."