Gotham City, Anti-Sharpshot's Penthouse
"Yellow?" Sharpshot asked.
"Callum? It's me. Other... Callum."
"Oh hey man what's up?"
"...Have you not been watching TV?"
"Well... I was... but then your girlfriend came round and..."
"WHAT?! You're really pushing it. When I get back from this meeting I swear I'm going to..."
"Yeah so what do you want?"
"Callum... I need you to save Gotham."
"Uh... I'm sorry? You want me to do what?"
"Look. There's a madman who's taken the city hostage. He wants ME to be the one to face him. However... well I'm too far away. He's going to destroy the city. Pretty much. I need you to stop him."
"Look! He's going to destroy the city!"
"...Can't Doomhound handle it?"
"We have no idea where he is. YOU need to do it."
"AND NO KILLING!"
Sharpshot slammed the phone down. He picked his mask up off the side of the table and stood up from the bed.
"Honey? What's wrong?"
Sharpshot looked back at the two women lying in his bed. Sharpshot sighed.
"Ladies... I have a pressing commitment. If we can make this arrangement again... tomorrow?"
The women both stood up before walking towards the door.
"Sorry sugah. We've got an engagement tomorrow."
"Well how about..."
"No. A literal engagement. No more sex.."
The door slammed as the women walked out and Sharpshot felt as if his heart had been torn in two.
The man known simply as The Doctor stood on top of a small tower in the middle of the Gotham Park. He was surrounded by several henchmen. Some of which had super powers. The doctor's eye raised as he saw Sharpshot walking slowly towards him,
"Well... you took your ti-"
"Yeah. Shut up!" Sharpshot yelled.
The doctor was taken aback. He hadn't expected this.
"Well... it seems the prophecy was correct. You really ARE here."
"The visitor from another world. Who's very arrival announces the beginning of the end."
"Dude. I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Tactic." The doctor said.
"Tactic! Take him down!"
A large hulking man dressed in blue armor leaped down from the tower a few meters away from where Sharpshot.
"Hey... aren't you that Blue Devil guy? Where are your horns?"
The man screamed before bracing his fist. Above his wrist a hard light construct appeared taking the form of a dagger.
"Wait... Saint Walker?"
"The name... IS TACTIC!"
Tactic screamed as he ran towards Sharpshot. His fist was raised in the air and Sharpshot could feel the rage coming off him. Quickly Sharpshot pulled his pistols from his holster before firing a bullet into Tactic's head. Tactic collapsed on the floor as some blood dripped from the hole.
Sharpshot chuckled before placing his pistols back into their holsters.
"That's all you've got?!"
"oh... no..." Tactic said as he slowly got up from the ground. The hole in his head was healing pretty quickly. "Tell me murderer. How are you going to defeat what cannot die?"
Sharpshot shrugged as the un killable man stood up in front of him.
"I dunno. Guess I'll find a way."
Sharpshot quickly fired several bullets into Tactic's arms and legs causing him to collapse to the ground in pain. His wounds weren't healing. Tactic screamed as Sharpshot fired another bullet between his legs.
"Justice. It tastes ssooooo sweet!"
"i'm,,, going... to..."
Sharpshot stamped on his head knocking him unconscious.
"Sorry? What was that? I think you're going to have to speak up!"
Sharpshot looked back up to the Doctor who smiled back down at him.
"Very impressive. This is exactly what your 'Copy' was breed for."
"You mean that other dimension dude?"
"Can you tell me about him?"
"Oh..." The doctor said with a chuckle. "By the end of tonight you're going to know EVERYTHING."