Mortem {suicide squad}

viii

Nyx shot out of her sister's spell, and saw what was going on. She lifted her arms, shooting large winds toward El Diablo and Incubus, moving her towards them and moving them out of the way of the blast. She braced herself for the pain, but the darkness consumed her too quickly.

"Goodnight, my family." She whispered and smiled as the bomb exploded underneath her. Incubus had run back into the line of the blast to save Nyx, but it was too late. Enchantress cried out in pain as she watched her younger siblings die. "My spell is complete." She glared down at the group, blaming them for the death of her family. "Once you and your armies are gone, darkness will spread across the world. It will be mine to rule." Her voice broke; it was supposed to be theirs to rule. It would be the same as what it was in the old days. She was the strict and vengeful ruler, balanced out by her kind sister and just brother. "You got a play here, Flag?" Deadshot asked, pushing away his sadness. "We gotta cut her heart out," Rick replied. Enchantress changed back into her normal form, ready for battle. This was more than control of the world; this was about avenging her siblings. The group fought strongly against her, but it was easy to see that Enchantress had the upper hand, she constantly through them off their guard with her ancient fighting techniques and teleportation skills. Rick called out to the rest of the group. "While we're fighting, that thing's laying waste to the whole word." The group moved closer together. "Where is she?" "I don't know!" Harley yelled back, annoyed.

Enchantress reappeared in front of her 'machine'. "Of all who have faced me, you have earned mercy. For that last time: Join me or die." Harley looked to the others. "I'm not much of a joiner, but maybe we should." She suggested. "She's trying to take over the world." Deadshot deadpanned. "So?" Harley retorted, "What's the world ever done for us? It hates us." She walked towards Enchantress. "Hey lady? I've lost my Puddin'. But you can bring him back, right?" Enchantress felt a pang go through her; it was Nyx who dealt with mortals requests. "I can, my dear." She said, "Anything you want." "You promise?" Harley questioned. "Yes, child. You only need to bow and serve beneath my feet." Harley kneeled in front of Enchantress. "I like what your selling, lady. But there's just one teeny problem." Grabbing Katana's sword, she sliced open the witch's chest. "You messed with my friends." Harley reached inside Enchantress, grabbing out her heart. "Her heart's out. We can end this." Rick exclaimed. He threw a bomb to Waylon, who had survived the blast, instructing him to throw it into the 'machine'. "Harley!" Deadshot called out and Harley tossed him her gun. Waylon launched the bomb and after a moment's hesitation, He shot the gun, blowing up the spell. Enchantress fell to the ground, defeated. Rick knelt next to her, holding her heart in his hand, begging her to let June go. When she refused, her crushed her heart. Enchantress finally felt free, now she would be with her siblings forever. Nothing could ever separate them again.

Waylon looked around, eyes searching for Nyx. "Where's Nyx?" He growled. El Diablo looked down. "She died." Waylon looked down, upset that he couldn't protect his only friend, the only one who saw him as human. It was times like these that made him wish that he could cry, a way that he could show emotion, instead of people thinking her didn't care. Rick turned away from Enchantresses corpse, trying not to think about how he killed Nyx's sister and the love of his life. "She died a hero; don't take that away from her." He told them. Deadshot scoffed. "Not like she would be remembered as one." Harley laughed. "Not if Batsy has a say in that." Deadshot looked at her confused. "What do you mean?" "They are friends. He buys her stuff." Harley giggled. "She told me." Deadshot looked to Rick, who sighed. "Every six months, he tries to get her out of Belle Reve. This week was to be her last." "Hey Rick," Harley spoke, "Your sweetheart may need some help." She pointed to where June was breaking out of Enchantresses corpse. "June!" He cried, running towards her. June looked at the group. "Where's Nyx?" She asked. "She died." Rick sighed. Breaking the moment, Amanda Waller walked out in front of the group. "How the hell are you not dead?" Deadshot asked, angry that she had survived, but not Nyx. "Well done. For completing the mission, you will get ten years off your prison sentence." Deadshot scoffed. "No, we saved the world. We want more than that." "Any requests?" She asked. "I want to see my daughter." He demanded. "I want an espresso machine." Harley requested. "A TV." Waylon growled. El Diablo looked to the rest of the group. "We each get a flower pot, with soil, and get one of Nyx's flowers."