Star City, Sharpshot's apartment...
"How about... Mumbles?"
BARK!
"Ow. Maybe not. How about... Logan?"
Sharpshot sat on the floor of his apartment looking down at the pet dog he'd just bought.
"Wait... you're a girl. How about-?"
RINGGGG!!!! RINGGGG!!!
Sharpshot ganced over as cell phone started to ring. The dog started to whimper at the loud continuous tone.
"Yello?" Sharpshot said as he put the phone to his ear.
"Sharpshot. We need to talk."
"Uh... who is this?"
"Someone who you should listen too."
"Ooh! Ominous! Okay continue."
"You're not supposed to be here. Especially not working for HIM!"
"Who? Supes? Why not?"
"Because I believe that deep down you're a good person. Which is why I want to help you make the right decision."
"Wait a sec... is this... Batman?! What are you..."
VSSSHHHH!!!!
The dog started barking as Superman zoomed into the room. Sharpshot dropped the cell phone in surprise.
"Uh... Supes? What do yo-?"
"WHO IS THAT YOU'RE TALKING TOO?!" Superman demanded.
"Uh... I think it's Batm-"
Superman pushed Sharpshot aside as he picked up the phone off the floor.
"Hello Clark." Batman said from the phone.
"You're a fool for thinking you could turn my army against me. Bruce." Superman said angrily.
"No... no I'm not."
Superman cocked his head in confusion for a moment before quickly turning his head in surprise.
"Sharpshot! Stand up! NOW!" Superman yelled.
"Uh... what's u-" Sharpshot started to ask as Superman grabbed him by the arm.
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New Metropolis...
"-p." Sharpshot finished as Superman dropped him in Metropolis Centre.
"WHATEVER YoU DO! DON'T LET THEM GET INTO STAR LABS!!!" Superman screamed as he flew into the air.
Sharpshot glanced around to see hundreds of people dressed in hoodies and wearing makeup ran through the streets causing chaos.
"What the f-"
"HEY! THERE'S ONE OF THEM REGIME PSYCHOS!" One of the guys in hoodies yelled.
"Uh... in the name of Superman! Surrender!" Sharpshot yelled as he calmly placed his hand on on one of his pistols.
"KILL THAT FREAK!"
"Whatever. Your loss." Sharpshot said as he pulled his pistol out.
BLAM!
Sharpshot looked at his chest as blood started to drip from the bullet hole.
"...ow?" He muttered as he collapsed on the floor.
"Jesus!" An echoey voice yelled. "One bullet and you're down?! Pathetic!"
"deranger...?" Sharpshot muttered as he lay on the ground.
"Yes." The Deranger said beneath his mask as he looked down at Sharpshot's body. "Hello psychopath..."
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