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Six guards led me down a dark disgusting hall way. Within a few minutes, we stopped in front of another door however it was white. I was curious of this door, and suddenly, I felt rough hands grip my shoulders and rip my jump suit off my body. I yelped in utter shock feeling immediately tense.
"What the hell is this?" I asked and the door opened leading to what seemed to be a dark room. They just pushed me inside without a word, and I looked around. It was clean and nice with a bed… only a bed. It was large and had a big fancy comforter inside and tons of pillows at the head of it. I looked around hoping to see something else. But then I saw a large glass window. People were behind it, I assumed, they had to be. I walked over to the glass listening to heart beats from beyond the glass. I couldn't see them, but I knew they were there.
I knew what their intentions were, but I couldn't be any more disappointed.
"Really?" I asked.
Normal POV
Chato just sat in his fire proof dome with his head down. His hands rubbed the back of his shaved head. He was thinking about the fight months ago with Enchantress. He should have done more, he thought. He revealed his true form and managed to help kill the creature's brother, but after that he was drained and even when he regained his strength he refused to fight. He had already killed the woman he loved, he couldn't bear to kill Flag's woman. He couldn't bear to kill anyone or anything anymore.
He heard a banging on the end of the door and he lifted his head and saw Flag with a small look of discouragement. Chato gave a nod.
"What's up homes?" he asked. Flag leaned forward opening the small glass window.
"Hey. Waller uh…. Needs you to do something." he said, his voice mildly distant. Chato tilted his head some.
"I ain't fighting anymore people." he said. "I'm not going to kill anyone." Flag nodded and looked away for a minute, before looking back.
"You're not being asked to kill someone one… it involves Verone." he said.
"Brooky- Brooklyn?" he quickly caught himself. He would never admit he sort of liked the nickname of Harley's pet alien, but he knew she would never like anything about him. Flag nodded.
"Look I'll come out and say it. Since you refuse to fight you are going to be… satisfying Verone in order to keep her in line." he said. Chato's eyes widened and he leaned back.
"What the fuck satisfying her!" he yelled and Flag nodded.
"Yeah." he said. Chato shook his head now.
"Hell no you trippin' you want me to lose my dick homes? Tu es Loco." he said and Flag raised his head with a glare.
"Hey Thompson got what he deserves, you don't ever rape a woman especially if she's defenseless. You plan to do that?" he asked. Chato's glare remained but he remained quiet for a moment.
"Nah man that ain't me." he said before looking away. "What do I get out of it?" Oh god he was actually considering this? It wasn't a bad thought, ever since he had been here, he really hasn't had much one on one alone time with a woman and this woman seemed less psychotic than Harley and more balsy than Waller. Flag nodded.
"You can have time removed and maybe let out of here and into a fire proof cell." he said. Chato lifted his head in interest.
"You have one of those?" he asked and Flag smiled.
"We have been getting it ready for a long time." he said. Chato looked down for a moment thinking more about this decision. It wasn't like this would be all the time would it? He looked up at Flag.
"How often would I have to… satisfy her?" he asked.
"I don't know, but it won't be all the time I assure you." he said. Chato sighed heavily in thought running his fingers over his head before nodding.
"Okay I'll do it, but only get me moved to an actual cell and time removed from my sentence." he said, yet he didn't sound too happy about it. Flag nodded.
"Let's go." he said opening the door.
Brooklyn's POV
I made myself accept the fact that Waller was going to have me sleep with one of her shitty guards. If I didn't like them, I'd definitely let her know by ripping their dicks off with my vagina. I slid down my pants and folded them up and placed them in the corner of the room. I am glad they had some respect for me to let me wear a comfortable bra and some panties. I sat down at the foot of the bed and just waited for someone to come through the door. I felt my collar began to beep and vibrate. Right on cue. I could feel my body began to tighten and the veins around my navel began to pulse and push through my skin.
The door opened again, and I sat up swiftly wanting to just see who the guard was so I could decide what position to be in. My eyes widened some and I just stood there as I watched Chato 'El Diablo' Santana come in. He looked so serious as he walked in. He had on a white wife beater and his orange prison pants. I could see all of his gang related tattoos. My eyes continued to roam every marking on his body. He saw me now and blinked as he gave my body a look over. The beeping continued and I swallowed some.
"Verone you know what you have to do. Take your time…whenever you are ready." I hear an intercom say. We both looked up at the woman's voice.
"So we will have an audience. Embarrassing." I whispered to myself before looking over at Chato. "Why are you doing this?" He looked at me.
"Less prison time… besides I don't want you to blow us up." he said almost professionally. I nodded and slowly walked over to him to the point we were not standing in front of each other. I winced and looked down at my stomach to see the veins around my navel were glowing blue, the first sign the weapon was activating. I inhaled and looked up at Chato who had been looking at my navel as well and now his eyes met mine.
"Does it hurt?" he asked softly. I shrugged some.
"It feels like my intestines are being wound up in a toy or something." I answered. He winced at my words and I gently and carefully began to raise my hand to him. He watched my hand for a moment and when it was growing inches to his cheek, I noticed he flinched visibly. My movements stopped instantly and I just stared at his face and now he looked surprised, because we both caught each other. He didn't want me. I looked down some and took in that fact. No man has ever denied me, not like I was wanting their attention, but when I had the option to fuck and not fight or kill, I took it and no on ever denied me. But him, he's the first to ever openly deny me even if he didn't speak. But of course, he didn't want to do this with me. I slowly shook my head and began to step back from him. Why did I feel this way, feel so useless now. I felt pain in my body and I didn't understand this pain of rejection. Chato's hand raised to stop me, but I shook my head and looked at the window.
"I don't want him." I said before looking at him now and he shook his head.
"Nah I can do this just let me-"
"GO!" I shouted at him. The doors opened and guards came in and gathered around Chato.
"Move inmate." One of them commanded. Chato winced and looked at me, and I just turned my body from him and held myself. Once everyone left, I looked at the window.
"Send me Digger." I commanded.
"Alright, Verone. He's on his way." the woman said. I nodded and just began to move over to the bed and I stood up on it and gripped hold of the long drapes that fell over the bed. I couldn't help but smirk and twirl my arms in them. I liked the feeling of them on my skin. I could feel my body tightening even more. But I did my best to remain calm. The door finally opened and Digger was thrown in kicking and screaming.
"Yeah come back and fight me without the chains on!" he yelled banging on the door. He was only in pants, his tight back already catching my attention.
"Digger." I purred lightly, causing his entire body to stop and slowly turn to face me. I smiled once his eyes locked on my body. I only smirked, letting my head tilt to the side and my hair fall over my face. "Would you like to have a pillow fight with me?" My voice was calm yet soft and filled with lust and hidden intentions. His eyes just stared me.
"Yes ma'am." he said as if entranced and he began to walk over to me like a mindless zombie.
