Chapter 1: An offer I can't refuse

I let out another scream, thrashing back and forth in my bed, but it only gave me more aches and bruises. "Will you please just shut the fuck up!" A slam hit my door and I collapsed back onto the dingy mattress. I listened quietly from then, hearing footsteps and whispering. "Hey! I'm right here! Got something to say?! Fucking say it to my goddamn face!" I kicked and threw my arms about, sending waves of pain through my body, but I wasn't going to be ignored. Another slam against the door and I scoffed, no way were they actually going to listen to me…not me.

"Open it!" I heard a female voice call out and some arguing but the creaking of the door I realized that the female voice won the fight. I craned my neck as far as I could, trying to see the person that belonged to the footsteps heading straight for me. "Hello, Shadow. My name is Amanda Waller." she was average height and dark-skinned, stern look on her face, showing me she wasn't about playing games. "Hey, do me a favor, woman to woman… loosen these cuffs. Just a bit. They are way too tight." she chuckled and nodded to the soldier beside her.

Handsome man he was, but he also had a serious look on his face, moving closer to me, gun safety on, but a finger on it, ready to shoot me if I didn't do as I was supposed to. "Hey there, come on over. I won't bite…much." I purred at him, he groaned and undid the cuffs completely. "I highly am against this! You don't know what this bitch is capable of." "I'm aware of her abilities. Back off." the woman ordered the guards back as I gave a huge stretch and leap off the bed. "Easy now, I want to talk to you. No need to get riled up." I giggled and spun in a circle, "I'll listen, only because you let me go, it's been so long since I had a chance to stretch my body out."

I leaned against the wall, my eyes collecting information about all the weapons and possible escapes. "You'll be dead before you get half way out this room, lady." the handsome soldier said, his finger inching closer to flipping the safety. "Ahh, that's no fun. I thought you liked me." he turned to the woman and shook his head, "There is no point in having her, you got the others." "Flag, shut it. I decide what I get." "I like it! Take charge honey." "I would like to talk about-" "What happened in the yard before I was locked up here right?" she nodded and I jumped onto the bed, bouncing slightly over and over.

"What you wanna know?" she adjusted her stance and I noticed the guards moving closer to the door, adjusting with her. "How were you the sole survivor?" "I wasn't. The guy that caused it is still alive too." "Yes, but I mean of those attacked. How were you not burned with them?" "Eh, I ain't sure. I've always been durable, but that was crazy. I just didn't wanna die I guess." "So you just didn't wanna die, so you were unharmed from the blast?" "The mind is a powerful thing." I grinned at her, liking that she didn't understand me either…nobody would. "I don't believe that for a fucking second. Flag, bring her too." I winked at Flag as he came closer, blowing him a kiss right before the back end of his gun hit me, knocking me out completely.

I blinked, going to touch my face, but found I was strapped into a chair, unable to move at all. "What's going on?" I continued to blink, clearing the blurriness from my vision as I was being rolled toward several people in camo outfits, masks on and one was holding an injection gun. "What's that? What the hell do you think you are putting inside me?!" I tried to struggle, but the restraints were secure and impossible to move an inch. "Device armed." A lady said after they injected it, "Location verified." I just watched as I was rolled onto a plane with others.

I heard a female's voice talking and giggling, along with a few others, but it was impossible to see anything. It was completely dark as we traveled, secured to the plane so we weren't rolling around. After we were unloaded I saw other people that were locked up too, the other terrorist type that they labeled us. We were lined up along-side each other and soldiers were everywhere. I noticed Flag and a few others heading straight for us and giving orders. "Unlock 'em."

The second mine was unlock, I flipped out of the chair, making a few soldiers step back and stretched out again, loving the fact that I was no longer confined. Harley Quinn was making jokes to the people as some soldiers threw a sack on the ground. Flag ripped it open, welcoming Captain Boomerang. He instantly starting fighting soldiers until he was subdued. Some SUV drove up, letting out someone called Slipknot, who hit a female soldier, saying she had a mouth. "Listen up!" I turned back to Flag,

"In your necks, injection you got, it's a nanite explosive. It's the size of a rice grain, but it's powerful as a hand grenade." I touched the sore spot on my neck as he continued. "You disobey me, you die. You try to escape, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me, and guess what? You die." "I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you." "Lady, Shut up! This is the deal. You're going somewhere very bad, to do something that'll get you killed. But until that happens, you're my problem." "So was that like a, uh, pep talk?" A tall black man said, his voice sounded familiar, I think I might have overheard him talking before.

"Yeah. That was a pep talk. There's your shit. Grab what you need for a fight. We're wheels up in 10." "You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson?" "Yeah." "He's like the gold standard, okay? Triangle, bitch. Study." The two didn't seem to like each other from the start, but their banter was amusing to watch. I walked away, over to the chest that was clearly mine and opened it. I paused and looked up in time to see Harley scream and hold an outfit up to her.

I searched through my chest, seeing what I was looking for and pulling it out. I looked around, not seeing anyone that wasn't staring at us, changing right in front of everyone. I felt someone looking at me hard and looked up to see the tattooed man shirtless, about to pull a tank on, his eyes boring into me. He was attractive, his tattoos intriguing as I scanned each one, I was focusing on his chest one, when he pulled his shirt on. I frowned and shrugged, turning away and pulling out my clothes piece by piece.

I still felt the burn of his eyes on me as I wiggled my ass into my skin-tight black jeans over my boy-shorts lace panties. I quickly shoved my head and arms into my long sleeve shirt, design holes along the sleeves and dark blue in color. I pulled my mess of a hair into a quick ponytail before turning back to the chest and slipping on my knee high leather boots. Once I was finished I walked over to the others, seeing El Diablo staring at me again. "Somethin' tells me a whole lotta people are about to die." "Yeah, it's us. We're being led to our deaths." I listened to him, he truly believed his words.

The others didn't believe him at all, just happy to be semi-free I guess. "Hey, what's that crap on your face? Does it wash off?" I scoffed, the Aussie was stupid, clearly. "Hey, if you like a girl, can you light her cigarette with your pinkie? Because that would be real classy." Harley asked him, but before he answered, the one called Deadshot cut in. "Hey, y'all might wanna leave old boy alone. He could torch this whole joint. Ain't that right, ese?" "Ain't got nothing to worry about from me. I'm cool, homie." we were all gathered up and Flag held up a tablet, telling us it was the voice of God.

"For those of you who don't know me officially, my name is Amanda Waller. There's an active terrorist event in Midway City. I want you to enter the city, rescue HVT-1, and get them to safety." "I'm sorry. Uh…for those of us who don't speak good guy, what is HVT-1?" "The only person that matters in the city, the one person you can't kill. Complete the mission, you get time off your prison sentence. Fail the mission, you die. Anything happens to Colonel Flag, I'll kill every single one of you. Remember, I'm watching. I see everything."