Harley made her way to the Mess hall, as gunfire rang out throughout the prison. She prayed she would make it in time.
Lawton and Wilson were equals in every way. With the only difference being a set of morals. Lawton played fair. Wilson did not.
There were bullets in every corner and surface of the cafeteria. “You can't win this Slade!” Deadshot shouted from behind a table.
“Neither can you Floyd!” came the response. His voice seemed to be everywhere. Suddenly there was a tug on the doors.
Harley peered in. Lawton checked to see if it was safe and ran to unlock it. But when he got to the door Harley started shouting. “I can't hear you! Just…”
He stopped short as he was hit on the back of the head by an assault rifle.
He fell to the floor and was picked up by Deathstroke who slung him over his shoulder and looked at Harley through the door.
“I'll take him. Good luck getting him back.” He said, as he walked towards the other exit. Harley banged on the doors desperately trying to get them open.
“Let me get that for you.” A metallic voice said from behind her. The door suddenly froze and broke from the ice.
“It's good to see you again Harleen.”
Victor Freeze said as he extended his hand.