The world's top marksmen, Floyd Lawton also known as Deadshot, is walking down the dark, musty, mysterious hallways of Arkham Asylum chained up at the wrist and feet alongside three armed guards. As they make their way down the creepy halls of the insane asylum, loud shouts and banging noises comes from some of the cells as if they were the sounds of the damned. Arkham Asylum is where all of the criminally insane end up if apprehended in Gotham City, and since Floyd Lawton has quite the reputation in Gotham, this is where he'll stay until his sentence.
The escort stops in front of an 8-inch thick glass cell with a nametag on its control panel that reads "Lawton" on it. One of the guards then punches in a code and opens up the cell door where another guard shoves Lawton inside as the other points his assault rifle at him in case he tries to make any sudden moves.
Arkham Guard #1: In you go Lawton. Just like you left it. Hehe.
One of the guards proceeds to unlock his chains while the other stands alongside them with his gun ready.
Arkham Guard #2: Should have just stayed out of trouble, Lawton. Then you wouldn't be back in this hell hole.
Lawton rubs his wrist as the chains fall off of him and he looks up at the guard.
Lawton: Don't worry gentlemen. I don't plan to be here long.
The guards then exit the jail cell and look at each other as the hard glass door closes then looks back toward Lawton and crack a smile.
Arkham Guard #1: Yeah whatever you say, man. Hehe.
The guards walk away from the cell to continue their duties patrolling the Arkham floors. Lawton walks over to sit on his stiff cot inside his cell and lets off a huge sigh.
Lawton: *Sigh* Home sweet home, I guess.
???: Welcome back, my friend. I've been expecting you.
Lawton is familiar with the voice as it's coming from the cell right next to his.
Lawton: So I'm guessing you heard, huh?
???: I have. Quite embarrassing to be taken down by the boy wonder instead of the bat.
Lawton sits up straight from his cot to engage in the conversation more.
Lawton: Hey the new kid is actually pretty good. He actually uses his head unlike the last one.
???: Even so, he's still not the bat.
Lawton then stands up and walks right over to the glass door of his cell.
Lawton: The Bat that even you couldn't take down you mean?
???: Hmm. A minor mistake. One I won't make again when I get out of here.
Lawton chuckles
Lawton: Mhmm hate to break it to ya, pal, but that's what everyone tends to say.
???: Oh trust me, my friend, I never make the same mistake twice.
Lawton then has a look of curiosity on his face towards his neighboring cellmate.
Lawton: So how do you plan to do it then?
???: I tell you what, You convince the bruja, Waller to release me from this Asylum and I'll let you get a little piece of the Bat.
Lawton with a shocked look on his face is taken back by how he knows about Amanda Waller.
Lawton: How the hell do you know about Waller?
The mysterious man in the cell chuckles a bit.
???: I know more than you could imagine, my friend. Like how your time here will most likely be short. I bet you won't be here by the end of the day, maybe even sooner.
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Fanfiction17-year-old Cassandra Wu-San Cain (Daughter of Assasin, David Cain) has fled to Gotham City hoping to escape from her father's grueling training and methods he had her do for the first 9 years of her life. Unable to speak and properly communicate du...
