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Waller looked down at the students in detention from the hall. “Well.” Suzuki spoke up, turning to his sister. “Was it worth following me everywhere?”
“I still say your red headed friend, the one that is not Barbara Gordon, attacked first.” Yamashiro growled at Isley.
“I was giving Iruma my chicken fried steak!” She said in defence.
“You did it with a knife!” The Japanese girl shot back heatedly.
“And he caught it without any problem!”
Suzuki nodded. “It’s true, I’ve been through worse.” So many headaches. “Sorry you got dragged into this, Pam.”
“It's no issue for me, my Adam.” Isley gave the boy a smile. “Just spending time with you lightens up my day, even if it's in silence.” Ugh, love. Once upon a time, a young Amanda Waller assumed a family life would be ideal for her... until reality set in, and reminded her that for the future to thrive, the present had to suffer. That included her own.
“Remind me why you like her?” Yamashiro asked, annoyed.
“Because we’re friends.” Suzuki replied. “Despite everything, we have each other’s back through thick and thin.”
“He's the only one that truly understands me.” Isley crossed her arms. “I will follow him to the ends of the Earth, no matter what.’
Waller chose that moment to walk into the room. “You better mean that.” She noted blankly.
The boy looked confused, before his eyes widened. “Wait, they don’t deserve-!” And she pushed the button, causing the detention room to sink deep into the ground.
“What's going on?!” Isley shouted as she attempted to use her powers.
“If I see a hint of green beyond your skin, I will blow up this room and everyone in it.” Waller pulled out the incendiary device. “And don't tempt me, I've made my peace with hell a long time ago.”
“You will not drag my brother into this!” Yamashiro growled.
“...Suzuki.” The principal sent a glance to the boy. “I don’t need to say what happens to those that don’t do as I say, do I?”
“…Stand down.” The boy muttered. “Fighting makes it worse.”
“Little one, we can-!”
“I said stand down, Tatsu.” Suzuki’s human personality growled, making his sister flinched. “If you have even an ounce of love for me, you will not fight Waller… This isn’t something we can win.”
“What... what did you do to him, Waller?” Isley growled.
“Nothing that you won’t experience a worse version of if you even attempt to raise a finger against me.” She stated. “As I’ve said before, the only reason I’ve kept you around is because you could be useful. Now you’re going to prove it.” Waller explained. “You’ll do what I say, or you die. There’s no other option.”
“This … this is inhumane!” Yamashiro shouted, appalled.
“And you three barely count as human, as far as the United States government is concerned.” She stated with an even tone. “The eco terrorist who’s slaughtered dozens of men and women without remorse, the serial killer who just thinks that stopping what they were doing counts as redemption, and the rap sheet on Suzuki would cause your heads to spin. Luckily, I’m nice enough not to spill.”
“So blackmail is your bargaining chip here?” Isley growled.
“That, and the nanobots I had laced into all of your lunches this afternoon, which have been swimming in your bloodstream for at least three hours now.’
“I knew my lunch felt weirdly poisonous for some reason.” Suzuki grumbled, his face shifting. “Let me guess, we get out of line, our heads pop like red balloons?
Yamashiro and Isley whipped their heads to look at the boy, horrified. “WHAT!?”
“No… you’ll just be hit with a neurological shock strong enough for unconsciousness and long term nerve damage.”
“Wow, someone's feeling merciful today.” Human quipped sarcastically.
“I plan on reusing resources, so don't piss me off even more.” Waller threatened.
“Iruma, how are you so calm right now?” Isley asked with a pout.
He shifted. “I spent a year doing her work. Stealing artifacts for the most part. I take it that’s what’s going to happen now?”
“Not exactly… this time… you’re all in.” Waller clarified. “There's no half measures… you are officially a part of a Task Force X operation.”
“...Dang it,” Suzuki slapped his face. “I just had to join the Suicide Squad.” He groaned.
“...I'm sorry, the what now?” Isley blinked.
“And for extra insurance... I’m bringing in a few… familiar faces.” Waller clicked a button on her desk, revealing a secret door. “Alright convicts, come out and greet your new temporary teammates.”
“Did she just say convicts?” Yamashiro questioned.
“Iruma!” Lisa Snart burst in through the door and tackled the boy. “You’re alright? Eating well? Making new friends?” She asked happily.
“I’m fine.” He sighed with a small smile. “Good to see you again, Lisa.”
“Good, just good?” Snart scoffed. “Is that how you treat your mother after all this time?”
Yamashiro and Isley choked their spits with staggered expressions. “Your WHAT!?”
“When I’m dragged into the Suicide Squad with my friends against their wills, yes. Yes, it is.” He muttered. “And everyone else is…?”
“Greetings again… little worm.” Zytle greeted unkindly.
“... Who are you again?” Iruma blinked, making the man recoiled, insulted.
“Who am I- I’m Green Arrow’s arch nemesis!!”
“Malcolm Merlyn?” Suzuki asked, tilting his head.
“We met at the school play!!!”
“Oh … Cavalier, right. The kinda villain guy who turned good after bro-bonding?”
“...The shocks I would get from cutting off your head would almost be worth it.” The Count growled with a dangerous twitch.
“You remember me, right?” Snow asked teasingly.
Suzuki gave her a flat look. “The woman who makes Livewire look heartwarming by comparison, Killer Frost?”
“Aww, thank you for recognizing me, just for that I'll try not to suck your body here .” Snow grinned way too chipperly.
“Is that all?” Yamashiro growled.
Waller shook her head. “No… I’m not taking chances with this operation… so I’m adding one more member.” She opened another door, revealing-
“Ratcatcher 2!?” Suzuki and Isley yelled in shock, and the said woman snarled with murderous hatred the moment she saw the blue-haired teen.
“Boy… DIE!” Cazo leapt forward… and promptly got electrocuted by the chip inside of her neck, causing her to scream.
“No in team violence.” She ordered firmly as she walked out the room, getting a furious glare from Cazo. “You have an hour to get acquainted before I debrief you. Any infighting will result in damage scaling up from electrocution at best.”
“Getting acquainted with killers and criminals … you have a very flimsy set up.” Yamashiro growled.
“Better villains and vigilantes risking their lives than the good American people that actually deserve to live decent law abiding lives.” Always worth the risk.
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Lisa rubbed Iruma’s precious little head. “I’m sorry it had to be this way, but it’s still nice to see you again, Iruma!” She cooed. “I never got the chance to catch up with you last time on the account of, you know, us trying to kill that reporter.”
“I could see the issues of the situation…” He mumbled.
“Uhh…” She turned to look at the Japanese girl with a dumbfounded look. “Who… did you say you were again?”
“Oh, where are my manners?” She chuckled, lightly slapping her forehead. “I’m Lisa, his mother, nice to meet you two.” She smiled, extending out her hand.
“...You’re the one that abandoned this-” The girl with red hair growled as her skin started turning dark green.
Zzzzt
“Gah!” She cried out, hitting the chair. “Second time this week I’ve been shocked!” She complained with a growl.
“No picnic here.” The strange girl who got shocked earlier grumbled as she rose up.
“She is not my mother … biologically.” Iruma rolled his eyes. “In my year in Central City, she took care of me alongside the Rogues.”
“And he was the cutest, most adorable thief in all of Central City!” Lisa squeezed the boy. “I taught him how to do math and read, and he taught me how to roast a pigeon over an open fire.” She giggled.
“...” The girl with black hair stared at her. “...Methods of education?”
“Well, he also taught me the best ways to sneak into a bank vault.”
“Options on his career path?”
“Super criminal, the best path to take.”
“...Iruma, I accept her as an upgrade, but it still doesn’t make her Hahaoya material.” The Asian girl spoke bluntly.
“I’ve always seen her as a sister figure, anyway.” Her darling son shrugged.
“Boo, only a sister?” Lisa pouted. “Come on, I’m old enough to be your mom.”
“No you’re not.” The entire room answered.
“Seriously, do you understand the implications when you say that?” Vertigo asked in exasperation, a little creeped out.
“There is nothing implicitly sexual about calling myself a mom!” She screamed in annoyance.
“You've never got the talk from your folks, have you?” Killer Frost accused.
“I will cut your heads if you don’t stop fucking testing me.” She growled.
The black haired girl cleared her throat. “I am Katana. I have my brother’s back. I would advise not getting on my bad side, lest you be killed by my blade. It traps the souls of the victims.”
“...She didn't ask for your life story, dude.” Killer Frost snickered. “That … that was the most awkward line of words I've ever heard … do you even know how to talk to people?”
“People, yes.” She stated. “Subhuman trash as yourself, not particularly.” Then added coldy.
“You are here, same as us. You have no room to talk, bitch.” Ratcatcher snapped. “And since you’re my arch enemy's sister, I'm going to say this to you now … I'm going to rip off his eyeballs and feed them to my rats.”
“...Arch enemy?” Katana asked, confused. “I thought that was Eclipso?”
“She doesn’t even break the top five.” Iruma admitted, making the rat lover twitched. “She's only mad at me because I accidentally got her father deported to their home country when he was arrested … and for the record, I was four when that happened.”
“You were five!”
“That hardly makes a difference.” Iruma groaned. “And my life is plenty miserable already, isn't that enough to sate your anger?”
“Do you have people in your life you can confidently refer to as a platonic family member?” The girl asked, narrowing her eyes.
“Several.”
“Then no!”
“Still as petty as ever.” The redhead butted in, annoyed.
“And you're as love sickenly delusional as ever.” Ratchatcher rolled her eyes. “The secrets I could tell you about this boy would-”
Slap
Pam slapped the girl, earning yet another shock. “I-dd-don’t… care… what a… petty… streeeeet rat… like you… has to-to say.” She gritted her teeth.
“Aww, you found yourself a ride or die.” Lisa smiled proudly.
“We are not romantically involved, we’re just friends.” Iruma argued. “And I don't want her, or anyone else to die for that matter.”
“Then you have some lofty expectations, kid.” Killer Frost cackled. “This is the Suicide Squad, our job is either murder or die. Death is inevitable for at least one side.”
“Just count your prayers that it's not ours.” Vertigo chimed in.
“... How did you end up here, anyways?” Iruma asked. “None of you seem like the type that gets caught easily.”
“Green Arrow.” Vertigo answered grumply.
“Flash.” Lisa sighed.
“Batman.” Ratcatcher 2 muttered.
“Ah… Super-”
“You got taken down by a cop, Frost.” Lisa blurted out.
“I’m telling you he was a fucking weird mind reading cop!” The snow villainess defended angrily.
“It was a normal cop that got a lucky shot.” Vertigo rolled his eyes. “Sometimes that DOES happen.”
“Fuck you, it was creepier in person.” She growled. “So, what's your deal, red?” Snow turned to the redhead.
The girl glared. “Poison Ivy.”
“...Really?” Frost blinked. “You’re paler than I imagined … and shorter.”
“I would break your spine if it weren’t for the shock nanobites in our blood.” She hissed.
“Last I check, ice beats plants.” Frosty chuckled. “Or should I ‘accidently’ give you a taste of frostbite out in the field? Waller tends to forgo medical attention if you happen to lose a limb.”
“Are you really that bloodthirsty?” Iruma asked seriously. “There isn’t some semblance of regret for what brought you here?”
“I suck the heat out of anyone I touch.” Snow explained with a glare. “Doesn’t exactly make me close with anyone. Killed my last three boyfriends just ‘cause they kissed me.”
“You sure they didn’t just give you the cold shoulder?” Ivy quipped.
“Oh hah hah, an ice pun, like I haven't used that already.” Frost rolled her eyes. “So original for the failed eco terrorist that moved her turf ‘cause a man in bat PJs was a huge thorn to your side.”
“I didn’t leave because of the bats.” She gritted her teeth. “I can rip them apart just like I can rip-”
“Now now.” Lisa raised her hand, keeping them separated. “We’re all in this together. We do the mission, whatever it is, then you two can go back to murdering each other for fun.” It was her job as the adult to keep these kids from waging a full on war on each other. Squabbles only, just like the Rogues.
Vertigo rolled his eyes. “Alright, whatever you say, mother.”
“Aww, I’m finally growing on you.” She smiled motherly.
“Like a fungus under a rock.” Ratcatcher 2 grumbled.
“For the record, since you're the new girl, we all expect you to be the first to die.” Killer Frost shot a smile worthy of her villain name. “That’s usually how this goes. Anytime Waller adds members, they get their head sliced open, or their parachutes fail to work ... or in the case of the Weasel, they realize too late they can’t swim.”
“Really?” Iruma asked. “Last I heard, he was spotted in Brazil.”
“Really?” Killer Frost raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. “Could’ve sworn he died.”
“I’ve seen people surviving weirder stuff .” Lisa shrugged. Especially when the Flash was involved… that time loop was freaking weird.
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Rick Flag looked over the group. “Suzuki.” He greeted curtly.
“Flag.” The boy nodded back.
“How many government agents do you know, little one?” Yamashiro questioned.
“Too many to count on two hands.” Suzuki rolled his hands for emphasis. “But just enough to know they’ll leave me alone when they say they will… for the most part.”
“I promise to kill them all when this is all over.” Poison Ivy swore.
“Please don’t, fighting back against Waller only pisses her off.” The boy begged. “I’ve seen her blow up the Shade’s head just because he called her fat.”
“...Who the hell is the Shade?” Killer Frost asked with a blink.
“Exactly.” Snart nodded before crossing her arms with a frown. “So, what giant fuck up is the goverment involved in this time, Flaggy?”
“Next time you call me Flaggy, I’ll shoot you in the leg.” He threatened.
“No, you won't.” He cocked his silencer. “Okay, you might, but I’m willing to take the risk.”
Rick rolled his eyes. “Ugh.” One of these days, he was going to ask Waller to give him the trigger, and he would blow these assholes up to kingdom come without a second thought. “Pay attention to the projection up ahead, this is an infiltration mission. You will follow every order to the letter, or you will die.”
“...You chose Poison Ivy for an infiltration mission?” Yamashiro asked, a little stunned.
“I can be subtle, sword girl.” Ivy grunted. “Just because you're Iruma’s sister doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with being snippy with me.” That earned her a harsh glare.
“I’m snippy because if my brother has to fall in love, I’d rather it not be with a murderer.”
“Big talk from miss ‘soul stealer’.” Zytle scoffed.
“And what exactly are you count of again?” Yamashiro accused. “Last I check, it’s usually the business of royalty to NOT get arrested like a petty crook.”
“Any crimes I am accused of are trumped up and exaggerated in a court of law.” Vertigo countered.
“Green Arrow said you sold drugs, killed dozens of rival nobles, and blew up ten passenger boats.” Suzuki spoke up emotionlessly.
The man waved off without any shame. “And they are minor misdemeanors in my own country.” More like he got away with those there the same way Lex Luthor got away with his own crimes… only less impressive.
“As I was saying, direct your attention to the projector.” Flag pulled up the screen it was being broadcasted on, showing a map. “Two countries at war, Bialya and Kahndaq.” He pointed to the slides on the map.
“Aren’t they both notorious dictatorships?” Yamashiro questioned.
“Yes, they are.” He answered. “They’ve taken the means outside of normal human capabilities and remained in power, expanding territory without mercy. The only thing stopping them from the rest of the world is the fact that the aforementioned countries are too busy fighting each other to focus on anyone else.”
“Hooray for international politics.” Killer Frost rolled her eyes. “If that’s the case, why not let the two blow each other off the face of the Earth?”
“That was the plan, but new intel has changed it.” He clipped the slide. “Lately, we’ve been led to believe that Kahndaq has acquired a mythical means of generating power, hence their advancement in the war in spite of their smaller size. We believe that their power comes from this.” He pointed to a slab of rock with runes on it. “The scrolls and scribes we’ve found translate it as the ‘Rock of Eternity’.” Suzuki raised his hand. “Yes?”
“I know what that is, and I can say that without any advanced magic user at least half as good as the bastard known as John Constantine, you’re not grabbing that rock.”
“We are aware of the difficulties of the situation, which is why your mission will be to prevent the nation of Kahndaq from accessing any more of its power.” Flag explained as he showed the next slide. “You will be infiltrating the city and heading underneath the council building. That’s where we’ve identified the location of the Rock of Eternity. Your mission is to seal it off from any human access.”
“Physically?” Snart asked. “So what, just set a bunch of charges, blow it up and cause the whole thing to crumple down?”
“That, and the added help of Poison Ivy, hence her inclusion to the mission.” Flag elaborated.
“...So you put mini bombs in my blood ... just so I can block a fucking doorway?” Poison Ivy growled with a look that screamed ‘I will kill you in ways that would put Gacy, Bundy and Dahmer to shame’.
“Our other option had theoretical complications.” Livewire touching living lightning… not a pleasant day for the science boys. “You’ll be air dropped here. It’s a ten mile walk to the council building, you’ll likely meet heavily armed enemy troops.”
“Oh how freaking fun.” Cazo grumbled. “Walking through a warzone, just how I wanted to go out.”
“I envisioned myself diving down an active volcano.” Killer Frost grinned. “Hottest thing on the planet, either I get a really relaxing jacuzzi dip, or I go out with a warm feeling in my soul. Either way, win-win.”
“The plane leaves in an hour, get going.” He ordered.
“Sure thing, Flaggy.”
Bang
“Missed!” Snart laughed as she dodged the bullet and grabbed Suzuki’s hand. “Come on, we can get a window seat together!”
“You know statistically speaking, flying is the most dangerous way to travel, right?” Suzuki muttered.
“With our lives, flying’s the least of your worries! Just wait until they bring in the alien tanks with Starro turrets!” Killer Frost chuckled.
“Just be glad Peacemaker isn’t here… asshole would start killing us before the mission even started.” Kytle muttered. “Heck, he tried to kill Flag here for ‘the greater good’.” He had a long talk with Waller about that one. Luckily, they agreed to any Peacemaker missions not needing Flag.
“...Why do I suddenly feel afraid?” Ivy asked warily.
“Don’t worry Pam, I’ve been in this situation at least a hundred and fifty three times.” Suzuki turned to her, a comforting look on his face. “I know how to survive anything the Suicide Squad can be thrown into.”
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“Except a burning plane, I didn’t anticipate a burning plane!” Cleo heard the brat scream as the plane began plummeting from the dozens of missiles firing at them. “Why weren’t we warned about air strikes!? That feels like something we should have been warned about!”
“Because Waller is a fucking bitch!” Killer Frost shouted as she was shocked into the slowly crumbling and burning floor of the plane. “OH FUCK YOU, WALLER! THAT WAS CLEARLY VALID!”
“I don’t suppose anyone here has flight powers?” Cleo inquired.
“I do.” The tall woman raised her hand. “But I have two arms and a weight limit ... and the only one that doesn’t exceed it is...” She trailed off, picking up the brat. “So, sorry for the rest of you.”
“No, you’re not.” Vertigo glared
“If you shoot me, we’ll crash and you know it, asshole.”
“Can’t you make snow to cushion our fall!?” Katana yelled at Killer Frost.
“I don’t make ice, I convert heat into cold!” She corrected her. “The most I can do is absorb the flames, which will do nothing to actually STOP our descent!”
“Ivy, can you-!?”
“We’re too high above the ground in a desert, I would need to go at least twenty feet under if I were to summon any trees to make a cushion!” The green bitch shouted, hugging the bane of her existence. “I love you, my Adam!”
“Gah.” She gagged. “Could you at least not make the sickening display of affection the last thing we see?”
“We’re not dying, not yet at least.” A surprisingly nonchalant Flag began handing out backpacks. “Take your ‘chutes and jump, we have about fifty miles to cover once we land.”
“Fifty- I thought you said ten!” Vertigo shouted indignantly.
“That was before we started falling to our deaths.” He handed out the last one and made his way to the exit. “Now, go!” He leapt out of the plane.
“Son of a- I hate this team!” Killer Frost screamed as she jumped.
“Geronimo!” Vertigo followed suit. “I’m going to sue all of youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
“Come on, sweetie, let's go before we turn to fried eggs.” Snart began strapping the parachute on the blued-haired pest.
“Tatsu, Pamela, you good!?” He exclaimed.
“I’m fine, little one!” Katana assured, readying the pack. “This isn’t the first time I leap out of a flying vehicle!”
“Why does that not surprise me?” Pamela grumbled as she put on her parachute. “What are the chances of these parachutes failing to deploy?”
“I’ll catch anyone important if they keep falling!” The golden woman promised, her skates glowing as she took the plunge, the remaining passengers following suit.
…Fucking hell, this sucked. She had to stick with them in this terrible mess. “Alright, I can jump. I can jump...” …Wait... the boy didn’t jump yet… well, never look a gift horse in the mouth. “Three... Two...”
Snip
“One.” She cut the straps of the pack and pushed him out.
“Wha- hey!” He cried as he fell down.
Cleo snickered as she jumped out the flame-covered plane. The golden skater chick would probably save them and go full ‘Mama Bear’ on her, but the look of fear in his eyes was totally worth it. “Now to deploy my ‘chute-” She pulled the cord… and nothing came out. “...FUUUUUCK!” Of course, of course this was how she died, watching the little bastard get saved as she fell to her death, fan-fucking-tastic!
“Lisa, grab Ratcatcher 2!” The boy shouted as he was freefalling.
“Seriously!? She’s the one that cut your ‘chute!” Snart pointed out. “I’m fine with letting her die!”
“But I’m not!”
“I am!” Ivy threw in her two cents.
“We need all the people we can if we’re going to survive!” The brat reminded them.
“Freaking fine!” The woman grumbled, catching and carrying them both… but they were still falling. “Told you my flight has a weight limit!”
“Just toss Iruma my way!” Ivy shouted, raising her arms. “I’ll be able to deploy my ‘chute!”
“You really expect me to let you carry him with that dainty body of yours!?” Snart shouted doubtfully.
“I’m stronger than I look!”
“Whatever we choose, better make it fast, we’re approaching the ground!” Iruma shouted, pointing down at the sand below.
“...Fine, but if you drop him, I’m slicing you into pieces for my next salad!” Snart relented as she tossed the blue-haired bastard over to Ivy, who immediately activated her ‘chute.
“Ugh, saved by that bastard, will my misery ever end!?” Cleo moaned as Snart grabbed onto her.
“No, because if we have to keep you alive, I’m making your life a living hell!” She began twisting her arms.
“Fuck! You bitch!”
“Yeah, take it up with the devil when you see him in hell!” She shouted aggressively as she threw Cleo down-
Thump
Who immediately hit the sandy ground. “Ugh... I hope you die alone.” Cleo growled.
“And I hope your little minions feast on you on your deathbed.” She shot back as she landed softly before looking at the first person landed. “Flag, tell me we aren’t walking fifty miles through a fucking desert, because only Frost can survive that.”
“No, we’re walking fifty one miles, because the winds sent us back a mile.” Flag grumbled. “And speaking of. Frost, cool everyone off, you should have enough heat to absorb and turn the ground into ice.”
“You’re lucky we’re in a wonderful place right now.” The girl walked and placed her hands on the sand, making the ground around her slowly freeze over. She grinned. “Alright people, if you want water, better start licking the ground.”
Cleo grumbled as she stood up. “Worst day ever.” She then spotted Ivy and the reason she couldn’t see her dad floating gently down. “…Second worst.”
“You know it was years ago, right?” He asked rhetorically as they landed. “You ever think about letting it go and moving on?”
“Says the boy who moved on from a life of crime.” She glanced at his ‘family’.
“That wasn’t his choice.” The black haired girl glared as she took out her sword.
Cleo glared. “Just saying I’m not the only one who hasn’t let go.” She walked past him. “Human.”
“What was that?” Ivy blinked.
“Nothing…” The hypocrite waved off... before his face shifted into that sharp look. “In spite of everything you’ve put me through, I don’t hate you Cleo, so I’m going to give you this piece of friendly advice… no matter what you do, no matter what you say, I’m always going to be one step ahead of you because of one simple fact.”
“Oh yeah, why’s that?” She challenged.
“...I own you, bitch.” And the boy proceeded to headbutt her in the nose!
“Fuck!” She shouted in pain, holding her nose as she turned to Flag, feeling furious. “You’re not going to zap him for that!?”
“You tried to sabotage his ‘chute, I say a broken nose makes it even.” The man shrugged.
“Very much so, my good sir.” The freak bowed, before spotting a goat in the distance, making the boy’s rounder features come back. “Oooh, who’s hungry for roasted goat?”
“You’re an idiot.” The Count facepalmed.
“He’s hunting food we need to survive, how does that make him an idiot?” Ivy argued.
“Why would a lone goat be alone in the middle of the desert?” He asked, pulling out his gun. “No herd for protection, or human hauling the domesticated animal.”
“Animals get loose all the time.” Sword bitch rolled her eyes. “They lose sight of their herds, it’s not uncommon.”
Cleo looked at the creature in the distance… her rat-like eyes noticing a tiny lump near their belly… “Don’t bother, Count, just let the boy do what he wants.” She rolled her eyes. “After all, everyone seems to bend over backward for him.” If this was a trap, she wasn’t going to help these idiots escape, especially the bastard that ruined her life.
BOOOOOOM
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Werner watched impassively as the goat exploded in a fiery blaze, the blue haired boy looking as if he was caught in the blast from the distance they were at. “...Not uncommon, you said?”
“IRUMA!” Snart, Sword girl, and Poison Ivy shouted worriedly.
“What?” And said boy responded… not looking hurt at all.
“Damn it.” Ratcatcher snapped her fingers.
“...I guess you proved you ain’t dead weight.” Killer Frost shrugged. “Vertigo, how are we looking?”
He kept his gaze steady across the landscape. “That detonation had to be triggered manually. Meaning we’re in their eyesight…”
Click
Click
Click
Several red spots were pointed at them. “Snipers.” Katana muttered. “I've should've known.”
“Yeah, you really should have.” Pamela rolled her eyes.
“It seems like we’ve really dropped the ball today.” Suzuki noted with a groan. “First the exploding plane, now this.”
“Can you all shoot the boys first!?” Ratcatcher shouted.
“What did I do?” Vertigo asked in disbelief.
“It's less suspicious than shouting ‘shoot the Japanese boy first.’”
“Spiteful little one, aren’t you?” Lisa grumbled, stretching out her legs. “Alright people, you know the rules. Whoever has the highest kill count by the end gets to pick dinner.”
“Ooh, I'm thinking chilli.” Killer Frost grinned.
“Such meager taste.” Vertigo rolled his eyes. “Beef Wellington is obviously the way to go.”
“…They treat this like a game.” Katana noted dryly.
“This squad was made of people who are expected to die.” Flag groaned as he cocked his gun. “A little insanity and snark is expected.”
“You can’t expect us to just-” Katana cut herself off as she saw Iruma pulling out a bow and arrow. “Iruma...” Her face fell.
“I don't shoot to kill, but I will maim and immobilize.” The boy shrugged.
“Guess he’s out of the running, then.” Frost chuckled, ice growing larger. “More for us.”