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I AM SO SORRY that this chapter is up late! I fell asleep at a human time last night and didn't stay up all morning writing I am sorry! I start university in a week (Big gulp) and my body needs to go back to being something other than a nightwalker ^_^ so I only managed half of the chapter and as you know I like LOOOONG chapters so I had to finish it this afternoon. I'm sorry….
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Chapter Seven: Team Bonding
Colonel Rick POV
I knew this was going to end badly, I could feel it. As we made our way up the stairwell I thought on the possible outcomes over the next few minutes. The team did not know that the target was Waller and once they found out, they would revolt. It was expected, luckily the bombs remained in their necks - the only issue would be trying to protect Waller and detonate all the bombs at the same time. The engineers had forgotten that one important factor; there was no 'select all' option for detonating the bombs. I would really have to take that up with the team when we returned to base.
I followed my soldiers into the room at the top of the staircase, checking the room was clear we motioned for the team to follow and they all walked in. Looking around I noticed the main door with the secure lock Waller was hidden behind that door. This was going to get messy – I knew it.
3POV
The team had all made themselves comfortable in the empty room, waiting patiently for Colonel Rick to return with HTC-1. Katana and a few soldiers had remained in the room to make sure none of the prisoners made any attempts to escape. Not that they were in the mood to fight at this point, the team were far too tired, sitting down on chairs, and random pieces of furniture they waited patiently lost in their own thoughts.
"How does she do that? I could never just turn off and sleep like that." Deadshot asked as he pointed at a sleeping Cleo who was curled up on top of a wooden table. She was low on power; her body had not used the sheer amount of static in a long time and she needed to sleep; she needed to recharge like any other battery would. "She has the right idea. Y'all wake me up when shit starts going down …" Croc said as he slouched down on a chair and closed his eyes attempting to follow the French woman's example and get some rest.
Diablo leaned against the wall; he was still reeling from the effect of using his powers. He hadn't used them in so long and he was tired, he was shaken up, he was confused. His teammates seemed to be responding to him better now, was that because he showed how much of a monster he could be, or was it because he finally fought for his team?
He couldn't help but keep relaying the last twenty minutes over and over in his head, everyone had been scared of his power, and the destruction that he could and did cause was enough to get them all to stop pestering him. Deadshot had put his hands up in surrender – that was an odd behaviour coming from the self proclaimed fearless killer. Diablo didn't know what to feel, part of him felt good, it was nice to be respected even if it was for a few moments – it reminded him of the days when he was in charge, when his word was law on the streets when he brought fear and had respect. The other part of him was devastated, he had worked so hard to put the monster he used to be in a cage, he had tried to lock the darkness and the bloodlust away and not look into it. He knew that if he looked he would be drawn back into it. The power ws too addictive, he knew that if he kept using it he would end up a mess.
Looking over to a sleeping Cleo the gangbangers mind began to wander back to her comments. He didn't understand how after seeing the mass destruction his flames caused how she could not be scared of him. His own wife had told him she was scared of his power, when he lost his temper he would lash out and it scared her and the children. Diablo knew it but he couldn't help it – it was one of the main reasons that his wife had tried to leave.
However, Cleo seemed to be completely nonchalant about the possible dangers of his powers and it confused him more than anything – she was a meta-human with a power much like his own, he knew that the two would have had similar struggles controlling their urges to use their power. They would have both lived their lives living as an object of fear. The only difference between Cleo and himself was the fact that Diablo had let himself become a monster, he had made the choice years ago and now he was paying the price.
As far as he could see Cleo was no monster, she was powerful and in certain lights she was scary but she was not a monster, she wasn't driven by the same bloodlust as the rest of the team. He smirked as he looked at the woman sleeping on the table, she was like a cat she could sleep on anything.
She was a strange creature and the former gangster was trying to get his head around, the other teammates were odd people but they were villains, they were bad guys there was a similar link between them all, they were all at home with sneak attacks and violence – it made no difference to them if they killed a person or if they stole important documents, it was all done for fun or for dollar. Cleo killed for self defence, she protected people and if she could avoid the fight she would but unlike Diablo she didn't hide away – this was something that didn't settle well with the tattooed man, he thought that maybe she was naïve and didn't know how badly things could go wrong if she did fight and overdo it. He could see she had issues controlling her temper and he didn't want to end up having to deal with the young woman losing control if the power went to her head.
He felt protective of the woman; she was younger than him by a good half a decade at least he felt like it was his duty to look out for a fellow meta-human. He tried to ignore the attraction, he couldn't deny the attraction on his part but then again he had been locked away for years the only faces he saw where those of the guards who would come to taunt him, this woman was the first person to show him kindness since his wife. He put his attraction down to that, he was certain Cleo was not attracted to him; how could she be, he was a monster, and he had made himself a monster on the outside. Very few people could see past the tattoos and he liked to keep it that way.
Diablo was not willing to even think on having an attraction to another woman, he had murdered his wife, the woman he had loved, the woman he had let slip through his finger and fall into love with another man. The woman he could have protected, the mother of his children. He had lost her and his children because of his curse and his temper – he knew she was now at peace in heaven and could only pray for her forgiveness. He would not allow himself the chance to do that to any other person.
Diablo shook himself out of his train of thought, mentally chastising himself. What was he thinking? His mind was going places it should never have even thought about going. All Cleo said was that she wasn't scared of him, there was no point getting himself worked up over a comment like that. She was probably lying to make him feel better. Yes, that was it. She was lying, there was no attraction; Diablo tried to convince himself as she looked at the sleeping woman. He couldn't allow there to be an attraction, it was far too dangerous for everyone involved.
"It's rude to stare." Harley chuckled as she sat herself down beside Diablo snapping him from his thoughts. "So…You feeling any sparks?" Harley giggled as she nudged the gangster – who pulled a face and shook his head. "What are you talking about woman?" Diablo asked shaking his head, he had become very aware of Harley's knack for turning peoples words against them and he would not be caught in the same trap as the rest of the team.
"You two are quite friendly, considering we all met less than 24hrs ago." Harley said as she sucked on another one of her lollipops. Diablo shook his head as she Harley pointed her lollipop at the sleeping woman on the other side of the room. Harley Quinn was never one for subtlety, she preferred to be open about things; she was well trained in telling when people were lying. Her training in psychiatry had helped her in that aspect.
"What you hintin' at woman?" Diablo snapped as he looked away from the sleeping woman. Harley gave him a knowing look and smiled. "Well you stand up for her a lot, and I have caught you looking at her a lot…" Harley began before she was cut off by Boomerang who had been listening into the conversation from across the room. "Oh so it's ain't just me that's noticed that? Good to know." He chuckled as he played with his lighter, making Diablo tense up a little.
"See, you are like her knight it's so obvious. The two meta-humans feeling the love, it's very Shakespeare!" Harley exclaimed a little too loudly making Cleo let out a small moan as she shuffled a little on the table and continued sleeping. Harley chuckled to herself as she watched Sparky sleep; she also found it strange how the French woman could sleep through anything and everything.
"You all trippin'. Ain't nothing goin' on here, just mind your business." Diablo snapped as he stood up and moved to the other side of the room. Harley watched him walk off and look out of the window. "Pity…" She sighed to herself as turned her attention to the opening door.
Waller POV
It was time to leave this horrid place; I knew how the team would react upon realizing it was me they had come to rescue. I was prepared for their reactions; I was not scared of them. I had no reason to be, I was their God; their lives were in my hands – if they stepped out of line they were dead and they all knew it.
Walking into the room I came face to face with the group I had built, I was surprised to how they had all worked together so well. A few members sat and lay sleeping in various sections of the room, those who remained alert had turned to face the door and faced me. The shock on their faces was not hidden by any member of the group.
"No way!" Harley gasped as she stood up from her spot walking towards me. Katana stepped in front of me creating a barrier between me and them. "Croc, Sparks get up! You will want to see this." Deadshot called out as the two team members stirred and looked over at me. Croc immediately stood up and walked over, he was not happy but remained quiet.
Cleo on the other hand, slid off of the table and tightened her coat around her waist. I had seen her get shot, I saw everything, the cameras caught it all – it was no problem of mine if the woman bled out. She had completed her mission, she would be a great weapon but if she felt the need to bleed to death and not tell anyone I would not stop her. "You have got to be kiddin' me!" She snapped as she marched over to me, I could see the anger in her eyes. I had been the one to put her into Belle Reeve in the first place.
The tensions in the room were high, everyone could feel it. I watched carefully as each member of the team processed what they had just done. Their mission was not yet over but they did not need to know that now.
"Alright everyone, let's go home." Rick said breaking the silence in the room. A few members of the team glared at me and then over to Rick who was holding onto his gun, ready to shoot at a moment's notice. There was a silence for a moment before Boomerang spoke, he stank of beer I could smell it from a fair distance from him. He glared over at me, his teeth on show the gold tooth shinning as he growled.
"You guys wanna go home? Or do you wanna go back to prison?" He hissed as he turned to his team, they all shook their heads and looked at each other, their minds slowly working towards their own individuals plans for themselves. Were they going to run? Were they going to fight?
"I'm not going back to prison." Harley said as she gripped hold of her bat and stepped forward, Deadshot held out a hand stopping her from doing anything she or the team would regret. Cleo who had been stood behind Diablo and Croc popped her head out of the group. "I shouldn't have been in prison in the first place!" She snapped.
I was tired of hearing her go on about how she was innocent of any crime. She had killed more people than some of my men; she was as much of a monster as any of this team. Even if she didn't admit it to herself or to her teammates and I thought it was time to tell her straight.
"You shouldn't be in prison? F.A 4113, does that ring a bell Miss Montagneux?" I snapped, her green eyes widened slightly and began to water as I referenced the flight she had brought down. She had killed everyone on that plane, I had read the report – she was the sole survivor of the 'accident' the rest of the passengers had died before they made impact.
"What is she on about, Sparky?" Boomerang asked as the team turned to look at her, each of them shooting their own questioning looks at the woman who stepped back a little and crossed her arms.
"Oh so they don't know? Nothing like trust between teammates." I chuckled as I pulled my phone out of my pocket, holding it at my side I ran my fingers over the button loading up the main screen where the bomb detonation was linked. I could tell this meeting was going south quickly and I needed to deal with it before it escalated.
"I say we kill this bitch and get the Hell out of here." Boomerang growled as he pulled out one of his bladed boomerangs and moved towards me. Katana moved to attack the Australian but I called her back. I could handle this, I needed need to use force, I knew we couldn't win with brute force.
"Now now, you've all made it this far, don't get high spirited and ruin a good thing." I chuckled as I brought the screen up into view. My finger running over the image of Boomerangs face, he wouldn't be missed, I could easily just kill him off right here but it was best to keep the peace as much as possible, the witch was still out there – I needed all the protection I could get.
The team immediately hushed up and stepped back as I put my phone away and pushed past the team and walked out the side door onto the roof.
Cleo POV
I couldn't believe my eyes; we had travelled and fought our way through all those creatures to rescue Amanda Waller, the very same woman who stuck me in Belle Reeve to begin with. I was furious; I didn't know what to say.
I stood at the back of the group behind Diablo and Croc as I listened to the conversation. We were going back to prison, we were told that we would have some recompense for our work, and there was no mention of me going back to jail. I didn't deserve to be in jail, I had done nothing wrong. She knew I had done nothing wrong, I wasn't an assassin or a thief I was a bartender for crying out loud.
"I shouldn't have been in prison in the first place!" I shouted from the back of the group, watching as the team turned to face me. Waller's eyes were cold and dark, no feeling or emotion lay behind those orbs. I felt nervous as her glace bore into me, I stepped back a little as she moved forward to address me.
"You shouldn't be in prison? F.A 4113, does that ring a bell Miss Montagneux?" She snapped, my mouth dropped open as I stared back at the woman. I was to shocked to speak, I just stood there with my mouth open a little, tears forming in my eyes. How dare she talk about the accident? Was that the reason I was being locked away? If so, they were two decades too late.
"What is she on about, Sparky?" Boomerang asked as he turned to me. I felt dizzy, like the room was moving around me but my feet remained planted on the ground. I frowned and shook my head, my brain currently unable to process what was being said. Images of the accident flashed before my eyes; the bodies of all the passengers the smell of the burning bodies, of the dust, the smoke – I felt like I was there again. All the memories came flooding back to me; I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to pull myself together.
"Oh so they don't know? Nothing like trust between teammates."
My heart dropped, I couldn't believe she was bringing this up now of all times. I had enough interrogations for one day, Harley had that post covered. I was to tired to even think about fighting, the nap had recharged me but no sufficiently enough to inflict any major damage, if I shocked her she would be in a coma for a while, she wouldn't be dead and I would have my head blown off.
What was I thinking? I am not a killer. I had been around these people too long if I was thinking about murdering another human. Even if the human was an ice cold heartless monster, I couldn't do that. I would not do that, I was better than that – even if she didn't think so. I wasn't going to become a monster, not for her, she was not going to force my hand. I could feel the teams eyes on me, they burned a hole into me I couldn't bring myself to look up, if I did I was afraid I would turn to stone.
My mind went fuzzy as the memories of the accident flashed before my eyes, I didn't know what had been said and before I knew it Waller had pushed her way past croc and left the room. The team all remained quiet for a moment before croc broke the silence.
"I like her"
As we walked outside I noticed another chopper waiting at the other side of the roof. I felt my heart drop, I think Diablo must have sensed my fear as he moved over to me and asked if I was alright, he was doing it again, I thought I had told him to stop trying to look after me. I couldn't lie I was starting to like the fact that he was looking out for me; it had been so long since somehow had done that it was starting to become a welcome change. I nodded up at the tattooed man but remained silent; I was not alright, not by any stretch and I think he could see that. He was standing close to me, very close he should have been sent flying by now; I could feel my static working so why was he so close? Why was he able to stand in my field but as soon as he touched me he was shocked, I was confused and for some reason I could feel my heart beating a little faster, it must have been the my nerves for the flight ahead. There was no other reason to be so flustered.
Amanda Waller, was she insane? She had just brought up my accident in front of my entire team and now she expected me to get into an aircraft with her, did she have a death wish? I watched as Rick and his team called in the chopper, after a few moments with no response I felt my stomach drop and stepped back a little, something wasn't right here. I looked over to Rick who was whispering something to his second in command, after a moment Waller stepped back and took cover; I shook my head and stepped back a little.
"Our birds been jacked – light it up!"
I let out a scream as we were attacked by a swarm of bullets; jumping for cover I covered my head as the bullets flew past my face hitting the wall in front of me. I winced as I felt the wound on my side tear open a little more; pressing down on the site I waited for the bullets to stop. Diablo ducked on the other side of the wall from me, covered by a bigger wall. I heard commotion coming from behind the wall, once the bullets had stopped I peered around the corner to see Harley flying away as she held onto a long rope which was suspended from the chopper. I couldn't help but laugh; of course she would be the first one of us to escape, that girl was smarter than all of us.
"Deadshot, shoot that woman right now!" I heard Waller bark as I stood up from the floor. My heart stopped; I should have known that bitch would ruin her escape. I looked over to Deashot, all eyes now on the master hit man. "She ain't done shit to me." Deadshot replied as she went to walk over to the rest of us. All now stood watching the scene unfold.
"I have contract kill Harley Quinn, do it for your freedom and your daughter!" Waller said, her tone almost sounded like she was pleading. I began to panic as I watched Deashot's expression change, I new that look – he was going to take the shot.
"Now she dead" He said as he set up his sniper riffle and aimed it as Harley who was swinging happily on the rope. I let out as cry as I stepped forward. "Deadshot you pull that trigger and you will go up like Christmas lights!" I growled as I pulled off one of my gloves and prepped a large bleu electric ball in my hands. I knew I wouldn't kill him, I couldn't do it but they didn't know that. If I could scare him a little into taking the shot then I would.
"Try your luck girl; do you like the idea of your brains being plastered all over that wall?" Waller hissed as she got in my face with her device in the air, her finger hovering over my image. I tried to stare her down; the team remained silent as we shot glares at each other.
"Don't do it, she will kill you, it's what she wants to kill us off one by one." Diablo said as I glared at Waller. I could see it in her eyes, she knew I would never kill a human, I didn't have it in me and she knew it. I could see the smirk forming in the side of her mouth as I lowered my hand the electrical ball disappearing as I placed my arm down to my side.
Waller smirked and turned back around to Deadshot who was lining up to take the shot. I couldn't watch, I had to turn around and look away. I winced and let out a sob as I heard the shot go off, silence filled the air as the team watched the scene. I couldn't look, it was too much. I stood in silence for a moment before I heard Harley laughing from behind me, I spun around to see her still swinging from the rope but waving goodbye. My mouth fell open as I watched Deadshot walk over to Waller who looked on in shock.
"I missed."
I burst into laughter, I couldn't control myself; it was probably not the best reaction to have as the soldiers turned their guns on me as I grabbed hold of my side as I continued to howl with laughter. Waller shot me a glare before she pulled out her communications device and barked orders into the machine. "It's Waller, Saviour 1.0 had been hijacked shoot it down."I stopped laughing immediately and stood in shock.
Diablo POV
"The Joker and Harley Quinn are no more."
That woman was a monster. I looked around at my teammates, all silent. Deashot stared into the night sky; clearly he was distressed that Harley Quinn was now dead. He could have taken the shot and seen his daughter but he made the choice not to, I respected him for that. Now it was clear he as half regretting his actions, if Waller was going to kill the woman regardless he could have earned his freedom and made a better life for his daughter.
I turned to my side to see Cleo; she was a mess, her skin sparking up as she tried to hold back tears. "I can't do this anymore…I can't!" She snapped as she turned around and walked over to the other side of the roof and sat down, resting her head in her hands. She had acted rashly, she could have been killed and we all could have been killed if Cleo had electrocuted Waller. I didn't think she had it in her to kill but for a moment there was a look in her eyes that made me doubt that. I tried not to step in, she didn't need a babysitter or a knight she was more than able and could take her of herself. I stepped in when I noticed how close Waller was to detonating the charge, her fingers had brushed over the glass for moment I thought she had detonated the bomb. I couldn't let Waller kill her.
I watched as Waller got into the second chopper which had made its way over to the roof. "I will send another chopper for the rest of you and someone sedate her before she gets on the chopper, we don't need another crash." She called out as she boarded the aircraft. I looked over to Cleo who was now sat hugging her knees on the ground; she was clearly not dealing with this very well. She always hugged herself; I had noticed it from the begging. I guess when you grow up in a world where no one can touch you, you learn to self comfort. I felt bad for the woman, she must have lived like this all her life, not being able to receive affection from others – it was clear her Father showed her now affection but had anyone else? She would hug herself as she walked, as she slept and she was doing it again now as she sobbed into her knees.
"I hate that woman." Deadshot snapped. We all nodded our heads in agreement. "They call us monsters." Croc growled as we watched the chopper fly off down the street, lighting up the sky with flares as it went.
"I ain't going back to prison. I will kill that bitch before I let her lock me up again." Deashot snapped as he began to pace. "You're telling me mate." Boomerang sighed as we all looked in the direction that the chopper had flown to. After a few moments we heard something which sounded like an explosion.
3POV
"Waller's down 1K west. Let's go get her, the mission is not over." Colonel Rick ordered as he moved towards the group of men, they all tensed up. Deadshot shook his head with a chuckle he was not about to follow this man for her. "You have got to be joking. My mission is over we had a deal." Deadshot snapped as he crossed his arms. Rick moved closer getting into his face, the two stared each other down for a few seconds as the rest of Rick's team moved out.
"Without Waller you've all got nothing. Come on." He said his tone slightly less menacing. Deadshot took a deep breath as Rick walked away and followed his team. Whilst the standoff was happening no one had noticed the heavens had opened. "If we can't kill Waller can we kill him?" Boomerang asked as the Colonel walked away earning a chuckle from Croc. "Don't tempt me." Deadshot groaned as he reloaded his weapons.
"Maybe you were right ese." He said as he turned to Diablo snapping the gangster from his own thoughts. "What you sayin'?" He asked as he brought himself back to reality.
"We are being led to our deaths."
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Well it turns out I may or may not have written 10K words today…so…I have split the chapter I wrote into two parts, the fluff follows on in the next chapter ^_^.
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