Suicide Squad

"Who are you people?" Floyd looked to see the well-built man with a goatee quickly rising to his feet, having already pulled the bandage from the back of his neck revealing a fresh scar. It almost amused the mercenary to see how confused someone who was quite obviously very serious and used to being in control was. "And why am I in uniform?" The man questioned as he looked down at himself.

Turning away from the man, Floyd studied the rest of the new Suicide Squad. 'Waller sure can pick 'em.' Floyd thought as he looked at those gathered.

He was definitely annoyed to be working with George Harkness again, neither of them got along very well, and the guy was just unprofessional and arrogant. Then there was Harley Quinn, the Joker's lover, or whatever their confusing relationship was, but he hadn't worked with her yet, though it was quite obvious by her reaction that she had been a part of some of the iterations of the Suicide Squad that he hadn't been a part of.

His eyes then took in the rest, each of them newbies to their situation.

Antoli Knyazev, or KGBeast an assassin and hired muscle. 'Should be interesting to work with him than against him for once.' Floyd had run into him a few times and each time they had been on opposite sides, usually due to Antoli being hired as a bodyguard for Floyd's targets. It usually ended with Floyd walking away successfully due to his superior aim, though there have been times when Antoli got a few hits in.

Crystal Frost or Killer Frost was the next person Floyd looked at.

In terms of powers, she was probably the most dangerous out of all the people here. 'Which was probably the reason why Waller got her.'

King Shark was next, the huge creature slowly rising to his feet, no doubt due to his great physical strength and durability he would be here as the tank of the group.

Especially considering the long-time member, Killer Croc had been killed by Black Hood as of a few days ago. 'Now that was surprising, who would have thought the kid had it in him.' Floyd thought honestly impressed at how good Black Hood had gotten since their last fight.

he ignored that train of thought too and instead study the final two members, the first was the black man who had asked the questions, he certainly looked impressive in terms of physique. His attitude and the casual way in which he demanded answers told Floyd that this was a guy used to getting what he wanted, most likely from beating his enemies, which in turn implied skill.

Then his eyes turned to the final and youngest member. 'Just a kid really, though he looks like he could prove to be a serious pain in my ass.' The casual way in which he sat there on the ground as he studied people around him was honestly, a little shocking. He was obviously concerned and curious as to what had happened, but he wasn't letting that stop him from studying the people he was stuck in a room with.

The idea that he would be a problem was further confirmed when he looked at the suit the kid was wearing, a suit very familiar seen as though he had fought the Dark Knight enough to recognise the protective suit. 'Now, that is interesting.' Before Floyd could think on it further, King Shark rose to his feet, his huge frame attracting attention.

"No bars." King Shark said shortly, his voice muffled by the muzzle he wore over his mouth while he looked at his clawed hands. "No chains." His eyes then raised to look hungrily at Killer Frost who was still recovering from the drugs that had been pumped throughout her body. "Time for meat."

The villain leaned forwards and wrapped his hand around Killer Frost's leg and dragged her towards him. "Huh!" She yelped, yet she was already in motion while her mind still reeled from the sudden movement.

Her free foot lashed out and hit King Shark in his balls. "Gah!" The villain cried out, releasing his grip on Killer Frost's leg as he did so while stumbling away.

Before he could even recover, Killer Frost had already swung her hands around, each encased in the metal container no doubt designed to keep her powers contained. The metal slammed into King Shark's face with enough force to knock the creature to the ground and she followed, straddling the big guy's chest while pushing the metal container up to the underside of his chin like it was a gun.

'Looks like the drugs they used on King Shark are still in effect.' Floyd deduced as he watched the villain get easily manhandled by someone who by all accounts, shouldn't have the necessary strength to knock him around. That left the only explanation being the drugs which would have been used in order to keep the villain sedated and easy to transport. 'Waller is nothing if not thorough.'

"Try it fish fingers and I'll show you the meaning of cold-blooded." She threatened all the while people watched with varying degrees of surprise and humour.

"You're feisty." Floyd didn't know whether to take that as a flirtatious comment or as a simple statement of fact, but whatever the meaning behind King Shark's words, he couldn't let people get distracted or Waller would use one of them as an example of what happens should they disobey. As of right now, the team set up besides Harley and George was one of the better teams and he didn't fancy losing a team member so early on. Especially not when it would be another suicidal mission that would be more dangerous than it actually needed to be.

"Everybody, shut up." Floyd stepped forwards, his steps echoing across the room as he drew everyone's attention to himself. "I've been here before..."

Before he could even finish what, he was saying, Antoli rushed past him with a roar and slammed a fist into the metal door. Floyd would give him this, he managed to put a dent into it, but Waller had designed this room to contain the likes of Killer Croc, he wouldn't be getting out of here unless she wanted it.

"Yah!" The Russian assassin turned to the rest of the room's inhabitants. "I am leaving." However, Floyd had stopped paying attention to him, instead, his eyes turned to where the blonde kid was staring and there she was, the big, bad bitch herself.

Amanda Waller.

"Stop." Sparing a glance at the rest of the Suicide Squad, Floyd couldn't help but tip his hat to her at how easily she commanded a room filled with powerful villains. "Sit down." She commanded as if they were children and one at a time, each villain did so.

None of the newer members knew why they did, but there was something about the calm and confidence she exuded as she walked into the room filled with some of the most dangerous people in the world.

It just screamed, 'don't fuck with me.'

None of them did.

"I'm Amanda Waller." She came to a stop as she introduced herself. "I'm here to indoctrinate you convicts into our special forces."

"Pass," Frost spoke up dryly.

"I kill to keep degenerates off the streets." The goatee man stated firmly as if insulted to be considered a convict. "I won't work alongside them."

"Fresh air and time of my sentence? Feel free to keep calling me up, love." George announced, almost happy to be a part of the team.

Without even giving them an answer, Amanda continued on. "Task Force X is an off-the-books government strike team. Made up of convicts," her eyes narrowed as she looked down upon them, emphasising this point. "With no hope for release. Serving as expendable agents for impossible missions." There was a brief pause as Amanda allowed that to settle in. "Succeed. And I'll shave time off your sentences."

"And if we don't?"

"You'll be dead. Any other stupid questions?"

"Yeah." Killer Frost spoke up. "What's in my neck? Tracker?"

"Yes." Amanda then raised one hand allowing a number of holographic screens to appear. One showed a map, the other showed the image of a brain and another showed a piece of technology followed by a full image of a human body. "And a powerful nanotech explosive. Run away. Get yourself captured. Disobey an order. Hell, give me a right answer too slowly and I'll blow your head clean off."

To further punctuate her point the holographic images all went red.

Again, silence permeated the room as they all digested the information that had been revealed to them.

Floyd himself crossed his arms across his chest as he looked around the room to see their reactions.

For the most part, shock was the common emotion which was something he expected.

It had been his reaction when he was first introduced to the Suicide Squad.

"You are lying." The growly voice of Antoli spoke firmly.

Everyone turned to see KGBeast getting to his feet, his arms outstretched.

"You would not take all of this trouble just to kill us." Instead of answering him, Amanda simply stepped to one side, her holographic images disappeared as one of the metal doors rose up to reveal a corridor.

"Try me." Amanda replied and Floyd released a sigh.

'There's always one.' Shaking his head, Floyd remained where he was.

While he would have liked to keep Antoli alive for his skill, Floyd wasn't going to risk his life for it and Amanda would make an example out of somebody to prove a point. It's why he chose to keep his mouth shut even when someone skilled and useful was walking to their graves, just like he was doing now.

Antoli grunted and started walking towards the door when all the convicts looked to see what he would do. "I wouldn't do that." Esau eventually spoke up as he sat comfortably on the floor.

"What?" Antoli asked, turning to face the blonde.

"Well, I'm simply saying that you're being stupid." Esau pointed out, the insult causing Antoli to grit his teeth in annoyance. "I mean come on, it's quite obvious she isn't bluffing and while I'm all for letting guys like you die." Esau then turned to look at Amanda out of the corner of his eye to see her staring at him calmly, giving nothing away. "But if we really are expendable, then that means she'll be sending us on some seriously difficult missions that by all accounts, no one would take. I like living, so I'm gonna ask you to stop being hasty and sit down."

"She will not kill us." Antoli responded and Esau shrugged his shoulders.

"If you want to believe that, then by all means do so, but the truth is already in front of you." With a wave of his hand, he indicated towards Floyd, George and Harley. "Those three have quite obviously been here before. They recovered the quickest out of all of you and they also complained about this situation in a way that says this isn't the first time it's happened to them. The fact that they didn't even blink an eye nor seem shocked at the bitch's words says all you need. She ain't bluffing."

Floyd quirked an eyebrow impressed at the kid's deduction.

It definitely showed that despite his young age, the kid was definitely skilled and he was forced to reevaluate his opinion on what he had written off as another body that would no doubt be killed. 'Though if Antoli does listen to his words then Amanda may make an example out of the kid just because she can.' Floyd thought as he watched Antoli think over Esau's words. 'It definitely wouldn't be the first time.'

Antoli looked at Esau who stared right back and while he certainly considered Esau's words, Antoli wasn't about to let some fat woman or some snot-nosed brat tell him what to do. So, without a sound, KGBeast walked towards the open door pausing only for a moment once he reached the threshold.

Then he stepped over.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Beeping sounded, clearly heard in the quiet and tense atmosphere of the room in which they resided.

With barely any chance to let out a shout, Antoli's head exploded the force of the explosion destroying the brain and skull leaving nothing except a few splatters of blood on the walls.

If it was possible, the silence of the room became even greater as they watched Antoli's headless body drop to its knees and then fell to the ground.

"Anyone else?"

No one said a word.