Suicide squad: Poison Rose

Ch 7: Princess of Gotham

Camellia hid behind a crate nestled in between Harley and Deadshot. Deadshot firing back at their crazed attacker. The jokers laugh echoing out a mixed the heavy gunfire. Deadshot shot Harley an annoyed look.

"What? I got a hickey or something?" Harley questioned him uncovering her ears. Camellia looked at Harley with widened eyes as her phone buzzed. The clown criminal pulling the device out to read the screen. Camellia's eyes started to water as she saw the message. No, no Harley couldn't leave her. Not when Waller was here. Not when the female clown was actually starting to care. Her roses screamed in outrage and betrayal they're thorns sharpening as they tried to defend camellia from her emotional pain.

"Harley..." Camellia shakily grabbed the clowns jacket sleeve. She had to stop her. She couldn't lose her. Deadshot shook his head at her, but Harley ignored his warning passing the phone to Camellia placing it in her free hand.

"Shh it's alright, take this baby bud, I've gotta go, but I'll stay in touch with that. Keep it hidden in your jacket, don't take it out unless you feel it buzz." Harley instructed the young teen.

"I don't want you to go..." Camellia protested clutching the phone tightly vines creeping onto Harley's wrist now.

"Hey, enough of this vine crap, and no crying either. I'm coming back for you, I just gotta talk things over with Mr. J first." Harley told her gently uncurling the vine from her wrist.

"What is there to talk about?" Camellia sniffled. "You're just gonna leave me? They'll kill you if you go."

"Kids, right Harley, you saw what happened to slipknot." Deadshot pointed out.

"Shut up, this is family business, gun slinger." Harley glared at Deadshot.

"F-family?" Camellia stuttered in surprise.

Harley hummed nodding her head brushing a lock of Camellia's natural brown curls out of her face. The flower in the girls hair sprouting a vine that curled around the lock of hair keeping it in place.

"You just have to wait a bit longer baby bud, then we'll be a family us three. You're my kid now, Mr. J's the king and I'm his queen, Princess of Gotham that's what this makes you." Harley smiled planting a quick kiss on Camellia's forehead.

"Princess of Gotham..." Camellia whispered to herself in amazement. All her roses cheering, the voices in her head filling her ears with praise and congratulations. Her grip on Harley's sleeve gone as her hand fell to her side.

"Harley!" Deadshot yelled after her as the clown sprang up from her covered position strutting to the center grating smiling up at the Joker dreamily.

"Hello, baby." The Joker greeted kicking a black rope down for her to climb up.

"Kill her!" Waller ordered.

"No!" Camellia protested about to spring up but Deadshot kept a firm grip on her shoulders forcing her down.

"Her nanite's disarmed!" Rick yelled back a bright red error sign popping up on the screen.

"Come on, baby." The joker encouraged Harley as the clown took off her jacket throwing it off. She jumped off the roof grabbing onto the rope the gunfire ceasing as Harley was safe with the joker.

"Bye baby bud!, be a bad girl for me ya hear!?" Harley called blowing the teen a kiss as she dangled on the rope.

"Deadshot...Shoot that woman, right now!" Waller ordered.

"What!?" Camellia gasped her eyes widening in horror. Her roses sprouting thorns reacting to camellia's fear.

"She ain't do shit to me." Deadshot shook his head.

"You're a hitman, right? I got a contract. Kill Harley Quinn. Do it for your freedom and your kid." Wallet commanded.

"Now she dead." Deadshot said walking forwards. He rested his gun on the building edge peering through the scope.

"No, no you can't!" Camellia protested rushing forwards before anyone could stop her leaping at Deadshot clinging to his back. The vine around her wrist curling around his scope blocking his view. Her vines wrapping around Deadshot's finger so he couldn't pull the trigger.

"Kid-" Deadshot tried to reason with her but Waller's voice cut him off.

"Poison Rose, Stand down immediately." Waller ordered.

"No! You won't take my family away! Not again!" Camellia protested. The vines around Deadshot tightening. "I won't let you!"

"Family? Wake up! This is the real word Rose. I know you've figured it out by now. Villains don't get a happy ever after. You know as well as I do you're lucky to be alive today. If you want continue to live you'll release Deadshot and come here this instant." Waller snatched the remote from Rick her finger hovering over the picture of Camellia. "You have til the count of three, one, two,-"

"You kill me, you kill him, I'm sure these things make a pretty good blast." Camellia's voice trembled her grip tightening on Deadshot.

"You're right, Miss Rose. You're smarter than I give you credit for. That's why it'll be a bullet for you." Waller pulled out her gun aiming it at Camellia's head.

"Waller, she's a child." El Diablo spoke up in protest.

"She's a teenager. She knows full well what she's doing." Wallet replied coldly cocking the gun.

"Kid, you've got to listen to her." Deadshot told Camellia. "Just trust me, let me do my thing. It'll be okay."

Camellia bit her bottom lip as she stared after Harley. She tore her gaze away letting go of Deadshot her vines creeping off deadshot's finger and gun. She slid to the ground beside him covering her ears her eyes scrunched closed. Waller putting her gun away.

"Ruthless Bitch." Boomerang muttered under his breath.

Camellia flinched as she heard Deadshot take the shot. Harley's body falling limp on the rope. The shell casing falling into Camellia's lap.

"Hey Kid, I missed." Deadshot told Camellia who gasped in surprise springing up to see Harley was indeed alive.

"Good one, mate." Boomerang nodded at him.

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Well that's ch 7, is anyone interested in me continuing this story? If so, just tell me in the comments!!