JUNE'S POV.

June felt the drops of sweat sliding down her back, arms and neck, tickling her skin. The backpack was starting to be too heavy for her, and she was running out of water. The air was filled with humidity, making it hard for her to breathe. She'd been walking for hours now, and all she had seen was jungle, trees and more jungle. But she wasn't going to give up. This was the culmination of her studies. She had spent years reading ancient books and learning about the temple, although she never actually thought she would ever be able to see it with her own eyes. That is, if she was able to find it before dying of dehydration. Just as she was considering taking a break, something at her feet caught her attention. She bent down to pick up a big rectangular stone from the ground, and examined it. Before deciding it was nothing but a weird-shaped rock, her eyes found what she was looking for: a rune. A complex, ancient rune was carved on the rock. Her tired face widened with a smile. She was getting close. She adjusted her backpack, and set off walking again.

At least half an hour later, the young doctor was standing right in front of what seemed like the ruins of a very old construction. She found it. The place that had been the object of her studies for years was now before her. She couldn't keep the excitement. Taking a deep breath and mentally preparing herself, she stepped inside, armed with her lantern.

Once she was standing in the center of the dark temple, she switched the lantern on, and what she saw made her blood freeze. She was expecting many things, except that. June found herself surrounded by skeletons, skulls and strange figures. She took one step back, shocked by the scene she was looking at. Something cracked beneath her boots, and she pointed the light to the floor, only to find it covered with what looked like human bones. She looked back up, swallowing hard and doing her best to ignore the smell of rotten meat that permeated the air. Stepping inside a little further, something in the back of the room caught her attention. She walked over to what looked like a pedestal, in which rested a small and dusty figurine. She reached out to grab it, but stopped halfway, her hand still extended towards it, as she debated in her mind if it was a good idea. Well, she hadn't come all the way to just look and not touch, right? As her fingers closed around the figurine, June sighed with relief when nothing happened. She curiously examined the mini-statue that she thought might have been some ancient god or something. It was made of wood, and quite well carved. She slid her fingers around it, removing the dust that had accumulated with the centuries it surely had been there. As she touched the neck of the figurine, suddenly the head popped off and rolled away into a dark corner. June stared at the rests of the statue in her hands, horrified of what she had done. Then, the figurine started to burn. She automatically dropped it, and stared at the marks the burning wood had left on her palms. What happened next made her cringe with terror. A strange smoke started to emerge from the inside of the be-headed figurine. June stared at the rising smoke, completely paralyzed with fear. Just when it begun to approach her, she snapped out her shock and immediately started walking backwards until she felt her backpack hit a wall. The last thing she could remember was a deep, female voice calling out her name as the smoke surrounded her. And then it all went black.

RICK'S POV

Rick waited patiently in the conference room, drumming his fingers on the large table. He was exercising with his team back at the base, when one of the soldiers came running to him, and told him that Director Waller wanted to see him immediately. That couldn't be anything good. Rick had never met Amanda Waller in person, but he had heard many stories about her, none of them were nice. Stories about extortion, blackmail and betrayal. But he couldn't bring himself to believe them. For what he knew, she was a high ranking officer whose job was to protect the citizens of the United States. Same as his. Although that didn't explain what could she possibly want from him.

He jumped off his seat when the door in front of him opened, and Amanda Waller stepped in the conference room.

"Good morning, Colonel". She greeted him coldly. He simply nodded, as the black woman sat in front of him and motioned for him to do the same. He did so, not taking his eyes off the intimidating lady. She settled a brown paper envelope with a stamp in the middle that read: CONFIDENTIAL, before looking up at Rick.

"My name is-

"I know who you are". The soldier interrupted, looking at her warily. She didn't even flinch, clearly not taken aback by Rick's rude tone. "What do you want from me?" The woman crossed her arms and looked straight into his eyes, and Rick felt like he was being examined with x-rays.

"I've got a mission for you". She said. Rick raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not one of your puppets Waller." He snapped, and she smirked.

"Exactly. That is why I chose you above everyone else. I've seen your record, Rick Flag Jr." Rick felt his blood grow cold. "Expert military strategist, highly trained in armed an unarmed combat… This- she lifted de brown envelope- is no easy task. I don't know for certain what we are facing, and that's why I need the most qualified and fearless men I can find. And no one suits that category better than you, Colonel". Rick was now confused.

"What are you talking about exactly?" Waller threw the envelope in front of the soldier.

"See it for yourself". He hesitated for a moment before picking it up. Inside he found a file that belonged to a girl named June Moone. Rick read carefully the information about her: twenty five years old, archeologist, born in New York… He looked back up at Waller, not understanding what the girl had to do with anything. Was she a criminal or something? The file didn't show any criminal records.

"Who is she?" Waller smiled.

"Does the word "meta-human" ring any bells to you?" Rick's eyes opened widely. He went back to the file in his hands, and stared at the picture of Dr. Moone.

"So, she's some kind of a female version of Superman?" Waller chuckled.

"Oh no. We were lucky that Superman decided to use his abilities to protect the Earth." She stood up from her seat, and started walking around the room, the colonel's eyes following her every move. "Have you ever thought Colonel, what would've happened if he had decided otherwise? Humanity probably wouldn't live to tell the tale. And what assures us that there aren't meta-humans as powerful and dangerous as Superman himself out there, only with different intentions?" Rick was quiet for a moment. He had never stopped to think about that.

"So you're saying that she's a threat?"

"I can't be sure. But I'm not about to wait and find out". Rick sighed and placed the file back on the table. He still couldn't understand why Waller needed him. Yes, he was a highly trained soldier and he had been in many wars before, but he knew nothing about meta-humans, besides the obvious, that they were a threat to society.

"Do you know what type of… um, powers she has?"

"I have a few ideas. I'll give you all the information you need before you leave." She was now standing in front of Rick, her hands resting on the table. "Can I count on you Colonel?"

As he drove to the location that Waller had given him, Rick was having an internal fight with himself. Why had he accepted? It's not like he took orders from Waller. And he certainly wasn't interested in meta-humans. He could've been home by now, resting in his bed instead of driving across the state to find a doctor possessed by a witch. He didn't know why, but something about it all had piqued his curiosity, and before he realized he was shaking her hand and accepting the mission. It was also true, that if the girl posed a threat to the world, it was his duty to do anything at his reach to put her down.

"It's right there." Lieutenant GQ Edwards announced, who was sitting in the passenger's seat. Rick pulled over in front of a house that seemed more like a jungle. He gripped his rifle and adjusted his cap, before motioning to GQ and the rest of the team that was in the back of the truck to move on. They all jumped off and walked slowly towards the dirty house aiming their weapons, Rick ahead of them. When they he reached the door, he made a signal and everyone stopped. He banged hard on the door with his fist.

"This is A.R.G.U.S, open up!" they waited for a few moments, and when no one replied, Rick stepped back and nodded to GQ, who moved forward and kicked the door open. They all walked inside and started searching the house. The whole house was infested with vegetation, and the walls were covered with some kind of pitch black dust. It was a really creepy scenario. When they finished searching and found nothing, Rick stopped at the base of the stairs, and motioned to GQ and a few of his men to follow him. He stopped in front of the first room; the door was half-closed. He aimed his rifle before pushing it open with his foot and rushing inside, followed by his men.

What he found there made him freeze. It was a bathroom, or it used to be. Now it was covered with plants, the walls there were painted with weird runes and ancient symbols. And in the bathtub, submerged in a strange dark liquid, was June Moone, also known as Enchantress. Rick slowly lowered the rifle when he saw her. He was expecting a crazy witch killing and casting spells on people. Instead he found a terrified young girl. Dr. Moone looked up at Rick, her green blue eyes locked with his. He could see the terror and pain in them. She was shaking, and he knew that it wasn't from cold. It was clear that something terrible had happened to her.

"Help me." She begged, with a trembling voice. Rick put down his gun, and signaled for his men to do the same. They reluctantly did, clearly thinking that she was setting a trap.

"Flag…" GQ warned, but he ignored him, as he started to walk slowly towards the girl. When he reached the bathtub, she reacted immediately, abruptly curling herself into a ball, terrified. Rick held up his hands and spoke in a soft and soothing tone.

"It's alright, I won't hurt you. I'm here to help you Dr. Moone." When she heard her name, her head slightly raised. "Please, let me help you. I promise no one will harm you again." He practically whispered, holding out a hand to her. She hesitated for a moment, before slowly lifting her arm and sliding her fingers between Rick's. He gave her a soft reassuring smile before moving closer to her. He took off his jacket and quickly wrapped it around the young girl, before lifting her in his arms. She was so little and thin, she weighted nothing. He stood still in his place, when she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and buried her face in his chest. He let out a loud sigh before turning to his team. They were all looking at the girl in his arms, shocked. He ignored their expressions and looked at GQ. "Call Waller. Tell her we found her." GQ quickly pulled himself together and took out his phone.

"Edwards. Yeah, we found Enchantress".