DOD meeting room.
The meeting room is full of high-ranking government officials all shaking hands and talking about personal things like sports, wives, even asking the kids. All except one. Among them is a woman, wearing a white shirt hidden by a dark blue jacket and black skirt also has red pupils. Director Raven Branwen of ARGUS. She was called in to asses the situation going on, the dubbed Kryptonian question in hand. After the death of the man of steel and end of the Justice League, crime has went up and the world is going down the drain. But with the resurgence of a Kryptonian dubbed Superwoman, things are heating up. On the screen is a woman with long flowing blonde hair and almost looks goddess-like. They all take a seat as DOD secretary James Ironwood sits on the chair in the center of the table.
"Alright everyone, first thing we gotta address-today's Terry's birthday. Happy birthday Terry." Ironwood greeted as everyone turns to Terry and claps. They all stop clapping as Ironwood signals everyone to stop.
"Now, today's day and age-we are seeing a rise in Superheroes. You know? Capes and cool names like Batwoman, Superwoman, the Flash, Green Arrow, and Plastic Man. The public is riled up as of now after Superwoman saved everyone in Metropolis from the creature known as Doomsday with the help of Batwoman and Wonder Woman. They appear to be forming a group of some kind. A Justice League. Good news right? Right? Prosperity 24/7, world peace finally achieved with these superheroes? What if I told you this-What if one day, Superwoman decides to remove the roof of the White House and take the president? Who would stop her? Which is why I called in this initiative, to help us in case these heroes go rogue. I want everyone to share there alternatives." Ironwood stated. First one up is Adam Taurus, researcher and field scientist of STAR labs.
"We recovered what remains of the Kryptonite spear that was used on Doomsday and as an bonus, Doomsday himself. We've sealed him inside STAR labs where we can condition him to fight for us in case the time is right." Adam stated as he activates the screen to show an unconscious Doomsday in cryo-freeze.
"Sounds like it has potential-"
"He's going to go crazy." Raven interrupted as the committee turns to her.
"Its not a prediction, its a fact, Doomsday will go crazy. We've seen this in Metropolis, and we'll see it again in the field." She noted causing everyone to nod in agreement. Adam bites his lip in embarrassment and sits down. Up next is Emerald Sustrai.
"Well, we at STAR labs have made a pill that can transform our fellow soldier, Joseph Walker into a Kryptonite infused-"
"It happened once, it won't work again." Raven interrupted yet again much to everyone's annoyance. Emerald rolls her eyes and sighs.
"And what do you have to contribute Raven?" Emerald asks. The black haired woman gets up and places a laptop on the projector.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the world died when Jax-Ur attacked Metropolis. Today is a new age, for the last couple of months, we are getting a high influx of super powered threats. That means world-ending events on a daily basis...Well I have a proposal." The projector activates to show files of prisoners.
"ARGUS back then captured criminals that are deemed too skilled or dangerous to be put in prison. Amanda Waller soon saw a use for them, she used them as a covert operations team called Task Force X." Raven explained.
"Woah, woah, you saying you want to put a team of super powered criminals together...to make'em do something good for once in the pathetic lives? I know fight fire with fire but how can you convince them? Money?" Ironwood asks.
"They get time off there sentences and also my motivational skills are explosive." Raven replied.
"So what? You get a gunship around them and tell them to do the thing?" Emerald asks.
"No, my researchers have made an explosive nanite bomb that will surgically implanted into the back of there necks so they won't disobey or escape. They get in trouble, I'll throw them under the bus. I am their consequence." Raven coldly stated. Ironwood looks down in doubt...
"And have you assembled this team?" Ironwood asks.
"No, but I have candidates in Belle Reve." A CIA operative walks into the meeting room and hands Ironwood a document as he looks at it. His eyes widen at the sight then looks up at Raven.
"You said this team is covert right?"
"Yes."
"Well there's a threat now and it mustn't be known to the public." He slides the document towards Raven and she looks at it. Her eyes widen upon seeing the threat: Its a security camera footage of someone in red in front of a mother box.
"I'll give your band of psycho's a chance at this. If you're done assembling them, report to me." Ironwood gets up and leaves the office. Raven smiles in agreement and pulls out her phone then goes to contacts and presses Qrow.
"Hello may I talk to staff sergeant Qrow Branwen?"
Suicide Squad.
Belle Reve penitentiary.
Pyrrha Nikos is busy punching a punching bag and finishing off her training with a kick. Sweat drips off her sweaty body making her pretty sexy and the abs are an extra. She is wearing a red sleeveless shirt and green pants. Pyrrha sighs as the cover slides open to reveal the same asshole security guard from before. She wants to pick up the dart on her target of her cell and throw it at him but it would make his death less satisfying.
"Pyrrha!" The guard called.
"Alright, what do we got?" Pyrrha asks the guard. He places a plate of...stale-looking bread on the pedestal much to her disgust. She grabs the plate and the bread at the same time and looks at it.
"So...what is this?" The redhead asks while giving a brief laugh.
"Loaf." The guard purred.
"Loaf." Pyrrha mocked back and looked at it.
"Also my friends call me Pyrrha." She added.
"You have no friends Nikos, your little super soldier friend doesn't count." The guard taunted.
"So what does thing have?"
"Its got a little bit of pascetti in it..." His face curls into a perverted smile.
"Semen, all for a grown woman like you." Pyrrha has an angered look on her face.
"You know one day, that super soldier friend of mine will find out what you said and he'll rain down you. Also double the pain once he hears about your favors." She smirked.
"Yeah not happening sweetheart. You two ain't gettin out of your cells." He bragged and left while carting food.
Jaune Arc is busy working out in a clear glass cell, a large one in fact, to give him freedom. Beside him is a his bed and a couple of knick knacks here and there. He is doing push-ups. Jaune is wearing a standard prisoner outfit. The same guard from Pyrrha's cell arrives.
"Prisoner NT1280, your lunch is here." He reported before placing some steak on the pedestal. Jaune turns to him with his one-good eye and gets up. He looks at the meat which looks rotten to the core and sighs.
"If you think its smart trying to mess with me then you have another thing coming to you." Jaune threatened.
"That cell will go live so you I won't see the thing coming because it will never happen." He walks away as Jaune shakes his head. The door nearby slides open to reveal Raven. She waits for the guard to leave then turns to Jaune.
"I always wanted to kick him out. Maybe permanently but I'd do it slowly and painfully." Raven smiled.
"And what do you want?" Jaune asks. Raven pulls out a clipboard and slides it on the pedestal. He looks at the paper on it...then looks back up in disgust at Raven.
"...And what happens if I don't sign?" The mercenary asks again.
"You'll rot here just like the rest of them." Raven answered. Jaune sighs and nods in agreement, prison is getting boring anyway for him.
"Sure but...under one circumstance." He stated.
"Your partner gets freed. I've known you two can be of use on the field." Raven said.
"Yes, yes I know but...about the guard."
Pyrrha's cell door opens to reveal she's sitting on her bed and turns to Raven. She gets up and walks out of her cell.
"...Is this a joke?" Pyrrha asks in a smile. Raven gives her pistol back to her.
"After what you'll do to the guard, go to me."
The same guard from Pyrrha and Jaune's cell enters his office where he's taken the surveillance shift. He's thinking of all things he would to Pyrrha Nikos, a smart-ass assassin who has a good ass to him. To him, she's just another low-life scum who would do anything for money. He hears a blade sharpen behind them causing him to turn around with his pistol but it is shot off in the process. In front of him is Jaune sitting on his seat while letting his knee rest on his leg while holding his katana sideways and in his full armored suit. Next to him is Pyrrha in a leather padded suit with red accents on it and armed with a pistol.
"You weren't kidding about the loaf. It had semen in it." Pyrrha smiled. The guard raises both of his hands towards Jaune and Pyrrha.
"Look I was joking with you two..." Jaune gets up while twirling his katana with Pyrrha loading her pistol and having a sadistic look on her as the light shadows her eyes slightly. The guard backs up.
"Come...come on guys. Calm down-"
Pyrrha sits in Raven's office which is near the guard barracks. She has a satisfied look on her face while she's wiping blood off her cheek.
"I can see you had extracted your vengeance." Raven observed.
"Oh hell yes I did." Pyrrha replied. Raven passes the clipboard as Pyrrha grabs it then looks at the notice causing her satisfied smile to turn into distraught and annoyance.
"Are you kidding me?" The redhead winced.
"No I am not. Your friend Jaune signed up and also I gave into your circumstance which is killing the guard that has been asking favors from you. So like the guard that did that and I let you and your war buddy kill him, I let you do it. Didn't I hear you're a girl who likes to return the favor?" Raven replied. Pyrrha sighs.
"Fine, fine. I like to go out to get some air for once." Pyrrha sighed and signs on it. She leaves the office and in the waiting room as Raven looks at more files labeled Killer Croc, Talon, La Diabla, KGBeast, and Slipknot. Raven puts on the PA.
"I'd like access to solitary confinement. Croc's cell in particular." She looks at the CCTV footage of Sun Wukong aka Killer Croc doing push-ups in his cell.