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Ardeth Bay NSFW Alphabet

Working on a little something new just need to do a little editing but while you're waiting have some more head canons on my latest character obsession

A Aftercare

(What they’re like after sex)

He likes to hold you close as you both recover continuing to kiss you softly as he rubs his hands over your skin just wanting to

B Body part

(Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your skin because it’s so soft he can’t help but want to be touching you constantly. You make sure to apply your jasmine scented body oil daily to keep it that way knowing how much he loves to touch you and the smell of the oil. If you really want to drive him nuts, you rub a small amount through your hair, it’s guaranteed to have him wrapped around you in no time.

C Cum

(Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He would never lay a hand on you until you were married and as such getting you pregnant wouldn’t be an issue. In fact, he loves to see your rounded belly as you grow his child, he thinks your even more irresistible this way. It’s because of this that he always likes to come inside you and nowhere else.

D Dirty Talk

(Do they like to talk dirty on the job? Do they like you to talk dirty to them? What sort of things do they say?)

He’s more likely to praise and worship you with words of love and encouragement than with filthy things thought he can get a bit borderline when you’re going down on him as he can get carried away.

E Experience

(How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He had a few dalliances when he was younger but once he took his oath, he realised the life of Medjai was not well suited a long-term relationship and he had no interest in brothels or ruining a woman’s reputation for nothing. He’s no virgin but hasn’t anywhere near the experience some of the other men do, whatever he may lack he more than makes up for with passionate intensity.

F Favourite Position

(This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves any position that allows him to gaze into your eyes, though is partial to having you sat on his lap because he can hold you so much closer while still maintaining control.

When he wants to switch it up, he likes to get you on all fours and then pull you up flush against his chest, it takes a little twisting to get into position, but he can still kiss you breathless and the angle of his thrusts turn you to jelly in his arms.

G Goofy

(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He has a surprisingly wicked sense of humour, but this tends to show itself in sly comments here and there and during sex is often not the moment for this. It doesn’t stop him grinning wickedly at you when he teases you. Generally, he’s so intense it doesn’t occur to either of you to find anything funny.

H Hair

(How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s quite a hairy man thought not excessively just enough to look stereotypically manly without veering into werewolf territory. When he’s out in the desert he doesn’t worry about grooming down there at all even lets his beard grow out somewhat. But when he returns home or if you visit him at one of the outposts, he will take the time to clear up the jungle and shave.

I Intimacy

(How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Ardeth is a very passionate, intense, loyal man which often translates to soft sensual touches that make your heart overflow for him.

J Jack Off

(Masturbation head canon)

Sometimes the only thing getting him through the long, lonely nights in the desert is thoughts of you. However, he doesn’t always have the privacy to be able to do anything more than think about you. This can mean he returns from weeks or months away and pretty much carries you straight to bed, he needs you repeatedly after that much time apart with no relief.

K Kink

(One or more of their kinks)

It took some time to convince him, but he did finally indulge you and tie you to your bed. He was extremely uncomfortable at first as he was worried about hurting you, but he unexpectedly loved it. He doesn’t want to indulge all the time because his fear returns full force in between but on occasion he will whip out the rope using the excuse that he wants to try a new knot he’s learnt, despite the fact that you’re more than willing excuse or no excuse.

L Location

(Favourite places to do the do)

He wants privacy for you both so at home in your own bed is his reference. He makes an exception for his chambers at the mountain outpost, but with only a curtain separating you both from the rest of the outpost you do have to be quieter than normal.  He has also been known to draw you into the armoury after training but that’s only because he hasn’t the patience to wait to get you home.

M Motivation

(What turns them on, gets them going)

Showing a little skin is a foolproof way to get his attention. Wearing your caftan with the long thigh high split around the house when you’re just doing everyday household chores, get you tossed over his shoulder and escorted upstairs in double time.

N NO

(Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He will not hurt you period end of sentence no will he give up control for the same reason. He got carried away the first time you slept together, which was also your first time ever, when you bled slightly after he thought he’d hurt you and was horrified. He fled to the spare room and wouldn’t come near you for quite some time, until you figured out what had upset him and were able to assure him you weren’t hurt. It still plays on his mind though even to this day.  

O Oral

(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both, he has been known to pull multiple orgasms from you in one session to the point you’re begging him to stop. He loves it when you go down on him as it allows him to give up some control without any risk of hurting you, because of this he would never hold your head while you pleasure him let alone push down for fear you would gag.

P Pace

(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow, sensual and powerful is his go to, occasionally he will get a little rougher with you, but his pace is always carefully controlled and measured for maximum pleasure while making it last longer for the both of you.

Q Quickie

(Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

A quickie with Ardeth isn’t exactly a quick as he no interesting in just ploughing you into a wall and moving on. He wants to take his time with you ensure you feel loved and safe. The closest he gets to quick are the times in the armouring after training but even those sessions run long to the point that you’re shocked you haven’t been caught yet. What neither of you know is that the armoury guards have caught on and will always guard the door until your done and then discretely make themselves scarce, so you never even know they were there. Ardeth suspects because of the knowing smiles they shoot him later the same day, but he chooses to ignore it.

R Risk

(Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s happily experiment with any position or technique you want to try but he’d never put your safety at risk. Neither would he risk exposing you in any way… with the notable exception of the armoury.

S Stamina

(How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

The man is built for endurance he could fight Anubis stay up all night trekking through the jungle, fight Anubis warriors in the morning, spend 4 -5 hours on horseback see to his men and still rock your world so thoroughly you’re seeing stars. I know that’s an incredibly specific example, but it’s happened at least once.

T Toy

(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

The 1920/30’s were not known for a plethora of sex toy options. You have both heard about a device called a vibrator but have never tried one. Ardeth doesn’t believe any electric device could be any better than what you already experience together, and you completely agree being more than satisfied with your sex life.

U Unfair

(How much they like to tease)

Usually, he’ll deliver orgasm after mind blowing orgasm no waiting, but on occasion he can been downright evil. This often coincides with the time the ropes come out of the box under the bed.

V Volume

(How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not excessively loud he’d rather keep your private life private and would hate for anyone to overhear you both. However, at home behind locked doors he feels freer to up the volume.

Generally, it’s whispered terms of endearment or general grunts of effort with the odd growl, but he does get borderline filthy when you go down on him

W Wild Card

(Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

Nothing gets him worked up more than watching you school the young Medjai in weapons. He loves watching them underestimate you and then being eviscerated by your skills. This isn’t a secret to you but the fact that after the first session of every new group he corners you in the armoury for a quick intense session that leaves your legs shaking is only something the 2 of you know.

X X-Ray

(Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)

Canonically Ardeth is nearly 6ft 2in and solidly built so I think he’d be a reasonable size just borderline on how easily you can get him in your mouth but a little girthier than the norm.

Y Yearning

(How high is their sex drive?)

Varies depending on his schedule and how much access he has to you. Out in the desert it can wither away to almost nothing but back home he will be on you every second he can spare from his duties.

Z ZZZ

(… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually, your sessions are so intense that you both fall asleep very quickly but always with your arms wrapped round one another.

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Ardeth Bay SFW Alphabet

Working on a little something new but while you're waiting have some head canons on my latest character obsession

A Affection

(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

For someone so serious he is surprisingly affectionate unafraid to take your hand on even kiss you in public, no matter what his men think. Though he is much more reserved in public than in private where he is free to show you affection much more enthusiastically.

B Best friend

(What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Part of the same Medjai clan you’ve known Ardeth your entire life though he is older than you. When you were a child, you took to following him around, it bugged him at first but eventually he started to refer to you as his little shadow, he’s been very protective of you ever since. Taking the time to personally teach you how to defend yourself even thought such skills are not usually taught to the women of the clan as the sworn Medjai are exclusively male.

C Cuddle            

(Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

When in the right setting, relaxed and in the mood, I think the man can be very tactile, but I wouldn’t say cuddling is his go to, though he will always hold you close when you fall asleep.

D Domestic

(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

This character is from the 1920/30’s where getting married and settling down with a few kids was expected. I think he longs for the simple domesticity of a wife and children, but his sworn duty keeps him busy and away from home for long stretches of time that he would need a very understanding woman. When he took his oath, he did so knowing that it was likely he would never marry or father children, his sacred duty would always have to be more important.  

He's always been reasonably neat even married he wouldn’t expect his wife to do all the chores happily pitching in and helping. He’s not a good cook but he has taught himself with help from your mother to cook your favourite dishes.  

E Ending

(If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Ardeth is very cool, calm, collected and methodical in his approach to every aspect of his life I do not think he would enter into a relationship unless he knew it would be for keeps. His character is of an era where marriage was expected to be for life and where many couples had very short courtships.

However, the unexpected can happen but I don’t think he would ever choose to end a relationship, she would have to be the one that left him after which he’d vanish into the desert for many months and never speak of it again when he re-emerged.

F Fiancé(e)

(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He would happily commit to the right woman, but he wouldn’t do so until she clearly understood what the life of a Medjai entailed, he would not want it to come as a shock after they are married.

G Gentle

(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He is incredibly kind and caring to you both physically and emotionally though he can get somewhat direct even with you when the world is about to end but I think we can forgive him that.

H Hugs

(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves nothing more than to pull you into his arms and hold you close. He especially loves coming up behind you when you’re cooking or busy with some task to wrap his arms around you and bury his face in your hair. He loves the smell of the Jasmine body and hair products you use; on you he finds it intoxicating.  

I I love you

(How fast do they say the L-word?)

I think it would take a while because he’d need to be sure of you, that you understood his life and accepted him for who he was not who you might want him to be. It would take a lot for him to fall out of love once declared, to him love and loyalty are forever, and he doesn’t take that lightly.

J Jealousy

(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He is so careful about picking his partner I don’t believe he would choose someone that would give him any cause for concern accidentally or deliberately. Once he has falls for you, he trusts you completely because he took the time to get to know you.

K Kisses

(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Ardeth is a very passionate person, if he feels strongly for you his affections will always been tender but all encompassing. He loves to kiss you on the palm of your hand or your inner wrist while keeping his eyes locked on yours, the intensity makes you blush and melt every time.

He loves it when you rise up on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek it’s such a small gentle thing, but it sets his heart aflutter.

L Little ones

(How are they around children?)

He loves kids though they often find him a little intimidating at first as one of the Medjai commanders and due to his serious demeanour. He is always kind and patient with them going out of his way to help them with their work or training, so it takes very little time to win them round. He considers it practise for the day when he maybe blessed with his own child.  

M Morning

(How are mornings spent with them?)

Ardeth has many demands on his time he is usually awake and gone before dawn returning long after night falls if he returns that day at all. There are odd days here or there where he is able to stay with you a little longer, on these days he still rises early unable to break the habit, but he uses the time to cook you breakfast before crawling back into bed with you to take advantage of not having to be anywhere else for once.

N Night

(How are nights spent with them?)

He’s often home late if he comes home at all but he always as much as possible makes sure to keep you informed. You’ve learned to cook meals that work hot as well as cold so you can leave him a plate in the stove for when he eventually returns.

He's so grateful that you take care of everything at home and look after him so that he might take care of the clan, but he never takes you for granted. On nights he is especially late he’ll often return with a desert bloom or small trinket of some kind along with words of love as he pulls you into his arms.

O Open

(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Ardeth has no secrets from you if you ask a question of him, he will always answer honestly thought he doesn’t often offer up the information. This isn’t because he doesn’t want to share, but because he prefers to be in the moment with you rather than discuss clan business when your time together is so precious and limited.

P Patience

(How easily angered are they?)

You’ve seen Ardeth annoyed, passionate, frustrated and everything in between but you can hand on heart say you’ve never seen him lose his temper. Keeping a calm head has become second nature to him at this point it’s not that he doesn’t get angry he does but he’s learnt exploding doesn’t help anything.

Q Quizzes

(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention)  

He remembers every single little detail, from your favourite flower and perfume to how you take your morning coffee. He considers these little things part of who you are and shows you how much he cares for you by remembering these things.

R Remember

(What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

You wedding day is indelibly printed on his mind, how beautiful you looked being escorted down that aisle to him and the shy smile you gave him from behind your veil, he’d never seen anyone look beautiful than you did that day.

S Security

(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Very protective, he would lay down his life if it meant protecting you from harm, but he has also taken the time to ensure you can protect yourself knowing he cannot always be there to look after you.

T Try

(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’s not one for grand gestures it’s the little things that he does that pull at your heartstrings like remembering that you like the blue desert blooms over the red or noticing that your body oil is running low and picking some up for you when he’s at the market. The single most romantic thing he’s ever done for you in your mind was taking the time to go to your mother for lessons on how to make your favourite dishes and then practising until he got it perfect.  

U Ugly

(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Ardeth can be very black and white and rigid about the old traditions and customs because he is so passionate about preserving their history. It can be very frustrating at times for a person championing change thought there are changes he too believes should be made, they’re just not as numerous as some would like.

V Vanity

(How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s proud of his tattoos as they identify him as a Medjai a cause he is completely devoted to but otherwise is not too concerned with his looks. He keeps his beard and hair neat because it is more practical in the desert, where he spends much of his time. He takes care of his clothes for the same reason, for him it’s all about protecting himself against the elements rather than making a fashion statement.  

W Whole

(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, to him you are his other half, his twin flame, his soulmate he would be devastated to lose you but would always be hopeful that time would bring you back together, in this life or the next.

X Xtra

(A random head canon for them)

He privately thinks it’s wrong that Medjai can only be male. He personally knows several women who have as much passion, skill and drive as his men, perhaps more in some cases. Change is never quick or easy however, while some of the older commanders still hold position it is not worth making waves. It is however why he will happily put a sword in a woman’s hand and show her how to use it if she asks it of him.

Y Yuck

(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

They would find a clingy partner that didn’t understand his duties and making demands on his time that he couldn’t fulfil very difficult.  

Z Zzz

(What is are some sleep habits of theirs?)

He snores (loudly) if he sleeps on his back, waking you every time to the point where you could no longer sleep tucked into his side. Now you lie on your side instead knowing he’ll wrap himself around you and thus avoiding the chance of being woken up repeatedly in the night.

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Eric Coulter NSFW Alphabet

Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.

A Aftercare

(What they’re like after sex)

He's usually quite quick to fall asleep if you're getting down and dirty in your own bed, he'll pull you into his arms and drift off quite contentedly. If you're grabbing a quickie in between meetings or tasks he'll pull out, tidy himself up and be on his way. Leaving you a quivering mess with nothing more than a quick kiss and a self-satisfied grin on his face

B Body part

(Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Eric's pretty happy with his entire body having worked very hard to get in the shape he has, but if he had to pick, he'd say his arms and hands. If pressed he'd say it's because he can choke someone out just by wrapping his arm around their neck or do some serious damage with his fists. Privately he also likes how willingly you climb into his arms, sighing when he wraps you in his arms, he likes that you feel safe with him despite how brutal and violent he can be. I also think Eric would be a breast man, liking a good handful but nothing comically large. If he's had a hard day, he likes nothing more than to pull you into his lap and bury his face in your chest.

C Cum

(Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Like most men he hates condoms and would much prefer to just cum inside you which is why he's so very grateful for the Dauntless standard issue birth control. While he doesn't actually want kids, he does have a slight breeding kink in that he loves to fill you up and imagine what it would be like if you were to get pregnant though he barely admits that to himself let alone you.

D Dirty Secret

(Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Eric's very dominant clearly and that translates to the bedroom as well but at the same time he gravitates towards a partner that would give as good as they got, this means sex is a constant powerplay between the two of you. He's never told you but sometimes he lets you win when he's in the mood to be dominated. He's even fantasised about you tying him up when he masturbates but has never actually voiced it because it rubs right up against his control issues.

E Experience

(How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's good looking and well-built and before Dauntless he was just your standard cocky arrogant Erudite, which didn't bother any of the girls of his previous faction so yes lots of experience. At Dauntless he's carefully cultivated a menacing scary reputation; it tends to attract the more extreme dauntless women, but his apparent lack of interest has them moving on quickly. It's also widely known that the two of you are together and while you're less prone to physical violence than Eric everyone knows not to mess with your man if they want to live to tell the tale. In terms of prowess Eric wants to be the best at everything so he will have practised and read books and practised some more, the man knows what he's doing.

F Favourite Position

 (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He doesn't have a favourite position because he wants them all, his moods change so quickly you regularly get whiplash so he's constantly changing things up depending on his and your mood. If you're both pent up after a hard day he might just taking you against the wall of your shower, or maybe he gets up in the morning to find you cooking breakfast in his T-shirt which you know will always end with him bending you over the counter roughly. While not usually one for public sex he's not adverse to a last night session on the mats in the training room after sparring, who goes on top will always be determined by who won the fight. 

G Goofy

(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He definitely likes to tease you but he's never goofy, usually very serious and focused on making you both feel good.

H Hair

(How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Neat and tidy but no excessive manscaping, he does have a grid style tattoo that matches the ones on his arms adorning his lower abdomen and dipping below the line of his boxers.

I Intimacy

(How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Eric is extremely passionate and focused when in the moment it's not traditionally romantic, but you can't help but getting swept away by his intensity.

J Jack Off

(Masturbation head canon)

Because you both work long tiring shifts and have to keep up your training you don't always have the energy to be intimate. When it's been more than a few days Eric finds other ways to alleviate his tension, but he always thinks of you when he does.

K Kink

(One or more of their kinks)

Slight contradictory and secret breeding kink given his view on kids. Known preference for dominance with an occasional switch which he thinks you don't notice but you do. Is slightly into bondage in that he likes to tie or handcuff you to your shared bed when he's feeling particularly dominant.

L Location

(Favourite places to do the do)

He'll happy get down wherever and whenever the two of you are in the mood, even semi-public if private enough. Particularly likes shower sex, something about the hot steamy water and your slippery wet skin really gets him going. Doesn't hurt that he has to pin you to the wall whatever position you opt for.

M Motivation

(What turns them on, gets them going)

His mood is a huge determining factor, if he's angry or frustrated or keyed up after sparring he knows the quickest way to burn that off and get control of himself is to lose himself in you and you are usually more than happy to help. If he's tired and not in the mood initially wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts will change that fast. He's also more than happy to help you burn off any excess tension letting you use him as you need. You don't often get that worked up, but he can't help but get turned on when you stomp into your apartment in a towering temper, even more so when it’s directed at him strangely. 

N NO

(Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's not opposed to rough play such as light choking, biting hard enough to leave a mark or just rough handling in general, leading to bruises but he'd never seriously hurt you during sex even if you asked him to. Firstly, he doesn't want to cause you any serious harm. Secondly, he'd doesn't want to push his scary reputation that far and his girlfriend walking around with any visible injuries not sustained in the ring would do exactly that. Lastly, he worries just what he might do even to you if he lost control.

O Oral

(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves to go down on you the noises you make are so sexy he could listen to them all night and has once or twice, he's very talented with both his tongue and his fingers having long since perfected his technique. He's just as happy receiving, he doesn't think there's any view in the world better than you on your knees with your lips around him. 

P Pace

(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

As with location his mood plays a major part so again, he changes it up, often the exact opposite to what you'd expect always keeping you guessing. Usually when he arrives home in a bad mood you can expect to get railed (happily) against the nearest wall. But on occasion he has dragged you into the bedroom tied you to your bed and proceeded to tease you mercilessly, slowly and sensually until you're begging for relief. He switches it up the other way too on a lazy day off you wake up expecting slow passionate morning sex, but instead he flips you over and pounds you into the mattress. Sometimes you swear he's doing it just to keep you on your toes and you'd be right.

Q Quickie

(Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

All depends on mood, time and opportunity but as a general rule he'll take you anyway he can get you luckily, you're in full agreement.

R Risk

(Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He definitely likes to experiment especially when you first got together, he wanted to know what you liked and what would get you to make those noises he loved to hear. He wanted to know exactly what he had to do to make you scream his name and forget your own.

S Stamina

(How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Eric's stamina is deceptive, on days on long physically draining days you'd expect him to be too tired but those are also the days when he can go all night and does. It's the long tedious days when he's been stuck in his office not doing anything physical that drain him the most. Those are usually the days he pulls you into his arms and falls straight to sleep.

T Toy

(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Handcuffs and rope are a staple of a good sex life as far as he's concerned. He's used a few of the more exotic toys manufactured by Erudite in his time but found he got bored of them quickly, preferring to make use of his own hands in new and different ways. He'd be lowkey offended if a toy could be better than him anyway. 

U Unfair

(How much they like to tease)

When he's of a mood to tease you will be in agony, tears running down your face begging for relief before he'll give in, but those are also the most earth-shattering orgasms of your life, so you don't complain too loudly. You couldn't take it every day however so you're grateful it's more by exception than rule.

V Volume

(How loud they are, what sounds they make)

In the privacy of your apartment, he doesn't bother to control his volume but he's not overly loud or effusive anyway. The sounds he makes are usually more grunts of effort, and moans of pleasure than actually words, he's not one for dirty talk. 

W Wild Card

(Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

I'm so bad with this question my mind always goes blank!

X X-Ray

(Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)

He's not comically pornstar large but he is above average in length and girth. Unusually for someone of his size he also knows how to use it to full effect rather than just resting on being a bit larger than average.

Y Yearning

(How high is their sex drive?)

Before you he masturbated every few days, more if he was frustrated or didn't have a girl of the month to play with. Now he has you it's not often you go more than a few days between sessions, both of you getting frustrated if it goes longer. It's noticeable to the people you work closest with, not that they'd ever dare say it to either of you, but they can tell when one of you has been sent on some task for a few days, leaving the other alone in the compound. They can also tell when the other returns because the following day you're both much more relaxed than usual.

Z ZZZ

(… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Eric gives you his all whether it's a long session or a quickie so if you're in bed and not due anywhere else you're both going to drift off wrapped in one another’s arms very quickly.

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Eric Coulter SFW Alphabet

Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.

A Affection

(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

In public he doesn't usually, unless he's making a point to someone making it clear you're his. In private he's reserved as he likes his own personal space as do you. When he does show affection it's borderline rough like his personality, he'll warp his arms around you tightly or kiss you passionately when in the mood to, don't expect soft gentle caresses it's not in his nature.

B Best friend

(What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He'd be very difficult to get close to his arrogant and scary demeanour keeping most people away. At first, he'd try to scare you aware by being vicious and grouchy maybe even violent (around you not to you) but if you stick around long enough, he'll start to soften (as much as he ever does) getting used to your presence until he accepts it. Generally, he doesn't subscribe to the notion of best friends so if you manage to get under his skin that much it's a definite achievement and he wouldn’t let you go easily.

C Cuddle            

(Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Eric doesn't cuddle…  but that doesn’t mean he won't wrap his arms around you when he walks up behind you or pull you into his side when you flop onto the sofa next to him. He does like to fall asleep with you in his arms, but he doesn't consider that cuddling and would be highly offended if you referred to it that way.

D Domestic

(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Marriage isn't a concept that's all that common in Dauntless nor at Erudite, neither faction really seeing the need, so it's not something that occurs to him. That being said if he allows you close enough to get into a committed relationship it'll be long term as far as he's concerned, so you're as good as married without the paperwork. He's surprisingly domestic in that he learnt to cook at a young age, out of necessity as his parents were always at work. It's nothing fancy he doesn’t see the need for frills but it's always hearty and well made. His apartment is pristine for the most part, all surfaces clear of clutter and the stainless-steel appliances are streak free. He does have a tendency to abandon his boots and jacket wherever they fall at the end of a long day, but the rest of his clothes always make it into the laundry.

E Ending

 (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If they didn't live together, he'd ghost them until they got the hint, it's not that he'd afraid of conflict so much as he's decided he's done and they're no longer worth his time. If they were particularly persistent or didn't get the memo he'd be quite nasty to them, leaving them in no doubt they were done. If they lived together, he'd tell them straight only resorting to being nasty if they didn't immediately move out of his space.

F Fiancé(e)

(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He's too serious to sleep around these days it's rare someone sparks his interest enough to want to pursue them. He's definitely too busy given his leadership responsibilities, though he has needs same as everyone else. He also has a past, and he definitely enjoyed his teen years at Erudite with no commitment. He's not afraid to commit but won't go out of his way for someone he doesn't see as his equal and there are very few people he sees this way.

G Gentle

(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Rough is the best word to describe Eric, if you want someone that'll be gentle with you or open about their feelings, he's not the guy for you. After he lets you in far enough to begin to understand him you discover he's not that complicated. It's quite easy to figure out what's bothering him most the time but getting him to admit it will be like pulling teeth. He's surprisingly patient and astute with you when you're upset about something, he'll even talk you through it if that's what you want or just pull you into his arms until you feel better.

H Hugs

(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves having you in his arms but doesn't need to be touching you at all times which somehow makes it more special when he does reach for you. Being wrapped in Eric’s arms makes you feel safe and protected because you know firsthand what he can do with those arms, being the one he spars with most often.

I I love you

(How fast do they say the L-word?)

He's rarely vulnerable or soft and he hates feeling that way he'd never tell you he loved you but would show you in his own way. It would be very obvious to everyone else once he started falling for you because you'd be one of the few people he wasn't publicly hateful to on the daily

J Jealousy

(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Very jealous and very possessive. Never actively try to make him jealous because he's too smart to fall for it and then you'd be in trouble one way or another. If you did do it deliberately, you'd only get away with it once, if you did try it again, you'd be over as he hates the games and drama. He doesn't overreact to every little thing, for example he won't mind if you're laughing with another man (unless that man's Four, but that's a special case) but he'll get very ugly if that man touches you unnecessarily or without your express permission. Most of Dauntless know not to misbehave around you now, though the new transfers sometimes find themselves in hot water if they get out of line.

K Kisses

(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Eric's kisses are all consuming and passionate, if he's going to do something he's going to do it right or be the best and this is no exception, he wants you breathless and unsure of your name when he's done. Other than your lips he loves to kiss your neck and throat because of the way you react when he does. He'd never admit it, but he loves it when you kiss his cheek or temple as you pass him, perhaps running out the door for work or passing him in the corridor. It's the one time he doesn't mind PDA as he loves the fact that you can't seem to stay away from him. Though he'd still hate it if you did that in front of the initiates or in the middle of the dining hall, he has a reputation to maintain after all.

L Little ones

(How are they around children?)

Children are pointless and irritating as far as Eric's concerned, he doesn't like other peoples and he definitely doesn’t want any of his own. If you were to get pregnant he'd be horrified, and he'd take a lot of talking round. If you were determined however he'd get on board eventually but prepared to be overwhelmed by his preparedness as this man does nothing by halves.

M Morning

(How are mornings spent with them?)

Usually, you're both running out the door to the dining hall or for work but when you have a day off together you'll sleep in a little (no more than an hour later than usual) maybe go for a run before cooking breakfast in your apartment and then maybe back to bed or into the shower to burn off the calories.

N Night

(How are nights spent with them?)

Usually, you both arrive back after a late dinner or working late and pretty much fall into bed together, sometimes you read a little or use each other to get over the stresses of the day. On quiet days you like to head down to the pit have drink though Eric dislikes other people in general he finds them more tolerable after a couple of drinks. You might make a beeline to add to your growing tattoo/piercing collection instead if you're feeling inspired. If you've not had much alone time recently you might grab a bottle to go and head back to your apartment.  

O Open

(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

You know almost nothing about his time at Erudite if you ask he kinda shrugs and says there's nothing to tell, but then sometimes he'll just drop nuggets of information into the conversation, which you use to piece together who he is. He's much more open about the present, but even then he doesn't offer much you have to ask and there's a lot he can't tell you as it's confidential and above your pay grade.

P Patience

(How easily angered are they?)

Eric can go from zero to pissed in a nano second under the right provocation, but he very rarely loses his head completely. He keeps his temper under control and funnels that anger into how he responds, so the punishment often appears to outweigh the crime while he looks calm and collected. Those that know him best, know that his anger shows in his eyes and the way his jaw clenches, those that know his tells just get the hell away from him when he displays certain behaviour. Ever year it surprises you how long it takes the initiates to catch on.

Q Quizzes

(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

He's got a fantastic memory and remembers almost everything someone that's important to him does and says. But this can work against you if you do something he doesn’t like, as it takes a long time for him to get over it.

R Remember

(What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

In order for him to commit to you he'd have to let his guard down and that would necessitate some sort of sacrifice or grand (but private) gesture on your part. He wants to know that you choose him and will continue to choose him and that would be something he hangs onto and remembers.

S Security

(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He'd be very protective of you but not in a fight all your battles way, more of a he'll help you train to be strong enough to fight your own way. He'd step in if you needed it and you know that which makes you feel safe and secure when around him, not many can say the same. He doesn't consider himself as needing protection and physically he's right, but he needs to be protected in the sense that he needs reassurance that you have his back. He'd need you to take his side publicly even if in private you're telling him he's a complete idiot.

T Try

(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Eric doesn't do anything by halves so if you want to celebrate an anniversary or go on a date he'd go all out, in his own way. You'd have to ask though because otherwise it wouldn't occur to him to plan something. He'd want to keep it private though, so while you might come home to find the apartment covered in candles and dinner on the table, he'd deny it if you told anyone, not that anyone would believe you.

U Ugly

(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Violent, bad tempered, arrogant, vicious…. the man is a walking bundle of red flags. For the most part none of the worst ones would get directed at you if you were in a relationship, outside of a little locational fall out i.e. wrong place, wrong time. However, you'd still spend a good portion of your time defending him or despairing of him in equal measure. He would never hurt you physically unless you were sparring and then he doesn't hold back, but then nor do you and he'd expect that of his partner, he wouldn't respect someone who did anything less.

V Vanity

(How concerned are they with their looks?)

He's lowkey vain in the sense that he likes to look presentable at all times, hair slicked back carefully, tattoos’ and piercings on full display but isn't precious about it. For example, he's not got a problem getting a bit rumpled and sweaty when working out, not really caring if he's gone bright red or his hairs a mess. Even you wouldn’t dare mess his hair when he's just done it but you take great delight in running your hands through it in the privacy of your apartment when you're getting down and dirty. At first, he'd roll his eyes at your but it's now become something he really enjoys especially when you pull

W Whole

(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No, he doesn't need you he doesn’t need anyone, but he wants you with him and that's more powerful in my opinion. He doesn’t consider himself one half of a couple that needs the other to be complete, he wants a partner that makes his life better than it was before and would want it to be the same to you. The sum of the parts should be more than the individual to make it worth it.

X Xtra

(A random head canon for them.)

He's remarkably well read and intelligent even for an Erudite transfer.  Considering his build most people think he spent all his time working out, but what people don't know is that when he's not working or working out, he almost always has a book in his hand. He feels he has to hide it now he's Dauntless, the faction as a whole doesn't have much time for books. They actually wouldn't care but they would think it a little odd and might tease him for it, which would detract from his scary leader persona.

Y Yuck

(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Weakness, to keep up with him and be his partner in life you need to be strong and capable and able to give as good as you get or more. Disloyalty, he knows most people think he's overly harsh or an asshole which he acknowledges he is but calling him out on it publicly would bother him even if you did it jokingly, he'd only put up with it for so long. He'd hate having his authority questioned even in private, but you'd be more likely to get away with it that way. Counterintuitively he'd be more attracted to someone that challenges him, he needs to be kept on his toes.

Z Zzz

(What is are some sleep habits of theirs?)

Can sleep anywhere, anytime, wearing anything… has actually fallen asleep on the chasm ledge once (admittedly he was drunk) after that you make sure someone is with him at all times when he's been drinking in the pit. Usually, he sleeps on his back one hand tucked up and under his pillow, the other wrapped around you clad in his boxers briefs and a t-shirt

#divergent #divergent imagine #divergent fanfiction #divergentfanfiction #eric coulter fluff #eric coulter fanfiction #ericcoulter #eric coulter imagine

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This is Me!

Saw this on a few peoples feeds and thought it was an interesting idea and as i have no current fics for you as i'm working on my full length ones i thought i'd give you this instead

ASLO: 38, Female, Cambridge UK, Pan

Current playlist: My spotify list is full fop Halocene, The Prodigy, Loveless, Metallica and the Demi lovato rock versions plus a sprinkling of Disney rock covers. I have this playlist on repeat almost constantly in the car, at home, when on the computer (right now) at work and even via my sleep headphones which everyone finds really really weird

Favourite Colour: If i had to pick i'd say Dark Blue but really i'm greedy and want the whole rainbow

Current TV Series: Nothing currently just finished Series 3 of the Witcher, all season of Lower Decks and rewatched ANTM series 7 so it's weird mix that's for sure. Need to get back to Walking Dead at somepoint but am also considering a GOT rewatch.

Last Movie: Miss Congeniality

Current Reads: no books on the go at the moment i read fanfaction of the net almost exclusively. Chokehold by @violetmina and Glimmer by @enchantedflameandflower and the ones i'm patiently awaiting updates for, both Billy Butcher fics

Sweet, Spicy or Savoury: Savoury forthe most part i'm addicted to crisps

Relationship Status: Separated but on great terms, she lives up the street and i see her multiple times per week.

Pets: 3 Dogs, Tink - Border collie almost 16years old, Stitch - Border Collie - 3 Years old and Meeko - Border Collie/Corgi cross almost 2 years old

Current Obsession: Karl Urban, man's got me by the throat the the moment, if only physically ;-)

Last thing I googled: whole host of stuff about Egyotian culture, names and the Mummy film for my latest WIP and plush pumpkins from Hobbycraft for my halloween display :-)

Current Works in Progress: Mummy fic centred around Ardeth Bay and a LOTR fic about Eomer. That's in addtion to the Boys, Stranger things and TWD fics i started in the last couple of years and haven't even posted anywhere yet. Also my Divergent fic that was temproarily abandoned last last year so i could focus on finishing my star trek fic... i have alot of fandoms

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Loving this one so far, if you love Butcher you need to read it

Billy Butcher - Chokehold Masterlist

Since this is getting so long, I’ve started a masterlist. Hope this helps.

Ch 1 - White Belt

Ch 2 - T-position

Ch 3 - Snow Angels

Ch 4 - Secrets

Ch 5 - Danny-Boy’s

Ch 6 - Persuasion

Ch 7 - Testing Waters

Ch 8 - Rear Naked Choke

Ch 9 - Questions and Uncertainty

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The Boys Season 3 Bloopers: Complete Edition

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Everytime i see this Gif i think... Karl knows exactly what he was doing to us with that line and no one will ever convince me otherwise

Karl Urban as Billy Butcher The Boys (2019 –)

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Loved all of this but i was literally cackling at the part about MM and the sneeze, so spot on!

Looking After A Sick Billy Butcher Would Include...

Request: I love your Billy Butcher headcanons so much! 🥰 If you are looking for another Billy Butcher idea i think either ‘Looking after a Sick Billy Butcher’ or 'Billy Butcher with a Plus Size reader’ would be adorable, as your Steven Grant ones are so beautifully written 💕 thank you for all your incredible writing, you are truly amazing 💐

Oh thank you so much @missscarlettangel!!! You’re always the loveliest and kindest

Warning: a little strong language and slight NSFW!

(I do not own The Boys or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @9thblogboyz.)

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Billy Butcher is such a dramatic ass hoe when’s sick dearie me. If you think he’s an annoying git before this, just wait until the sniffles start settling in, the man could annoy a saint to high heaven.

The man will not stay in bed. At all. You came into the home base to immediately be greeted with a near-crying Hughie and near-fuming Kimiko trying to wrestle the a**hole down onto his bed. Naturally, this ended with Hughie flying back and landing ass over tea cup through the bed side table and half off the wall, and Kimiko releasing her failing grip on his arm in shock. As soon as Billy spots you standing there, he comes swaggering out from the room, clad in his black jumper and jeans and pretending that he’s ‘alright, love. Me ‘ead is just a bit unda the weather today, that’s all.’ Even with his slick words, you can tell by how sweaty his forehead is that the man is about to keel over. He’s so damn stubborn - too prideful to admit that he could ever have a fault, but deep down, he’s also scared stricken to think he has an exploitable weakness when he’s supposed to be the big mad Charcuter. He’ll only let you touch him: and so you do, wrapping an arm past the buckles of his belt and holding onto the thick muscles around his hip. He jauntily wraps an arm around your shoulder, pretending to be as cocky as ever as you stroll him towards the living area.

‘Thanks darlin’, he whispers against the tip of your ear with a ragged breath. ‘I couldn’t take the yammering of them two cunts in my face any more. I’m glad you’re back now, we got a new job-’. He lets go of you, fisting his hand and hacking a cough against it until you push him down on the sofa to make him nap.

He’s literally that knackered that he passes out pretty much straight away. You sigh, squatting down near the window to pull off his boots and leave them resting under the perch. You wave at Hughie as he sneaks out on his tip toes like he’s in ‘Scooby Doo’ towards the door and mouths exaggeratedly at you that he’s ‘going to get some soup’. Once you’re done smiling him out, you lift Butcher’s head and wiggle onto the sofa underneath him, gently squishing his cheek back down onto your lap. For once you’re overjoyed that M.M. and Frenchie are busy arguing as they stand in front of a makeshift cork board in the safe, or Billy would never let you hear the end of it for making look like such a sap. You’re stuck there for a while: Billy whimpers in his sleep, his arms ending up at some point wrapping around your knees and sticking you in place under his thick biceps. 

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Star Trek - Final Frontier (On Wattpad)

Three Years after joining the USS Enterprise Lex finds herself separated from her friends once more. Banished to Starfleet's newest Starbase Yorktown after the emotional fallout from the demise of her relationship with Bones. Little does she, Bones and Jim know that her adventures with the USS Enterprise and her crew are far from over.

Sequel to the Doctor will See you Now

#bonesfanfic #bonesfanfiction #bonesromance #doctor #doctormccoy #drmccoy #drmccoyromance #karlurban #karlurbanfanfic #karlurbanfanfiction #karlurbanromance #karlurbansmut #leonardmccoy #leonardmccoyfanfic #leonardmccoyfanfiction #leonardmccoyromance #leonardmccoysmut #romance #startrek #startrekfanfic #startrekfanfiction #startrekromance #fanfiction #books #wattpad #amreading

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Midway City: Rules are Made for Breaking

Inclusion of my OC Suzanna Walker AKA Fade into the Suicide Squad. She is a former colleague of Rick Flag, a childhood friend of Harley Quinn, a former member of the Joker's gang after his escape from Arkham and Harley’s transformation and now a member of the Task Force X team. She will also be getting up close and very personal with our favourite Aussie, Captain Boomerang.

Description

After the events of the 2016 movie what comes next for Fade  

Midway City Part 4 of 4

Warnings

I think every member of the Suicide Squad is a warning all by themselves but to be clear there will be violence, swearing, a complete lack of morals or ethics of any kind at times.Spoilers!... and finally SMUT

Word Count: 6603

“Rise and shine!”

Fade groaned, the noise muffled by her face pressing tightly against the thin mattress of her cot, her one slightly pathetic and stained pillow clamped over her head. It was a vain attempt to block out the steady stream of deafening obscenities spewing from next cell block over without much luck.

Removing her head from under the pillow, her dishevelled hair falling across her face she stared bleary eyed across the room, attempting to discern the source of the voice that had spoken.

A clearly amused Rick stood in the open doorway to her cell, the guards hadn’t bothered to lock it since they’d returned from midway, no point when she could just walk through it any time she liked.

With a deep aggravated sigh of the sleep deprived, Fade rolled over onto her back and swung her legs out to meet the dirty concrete floor with her bare feet, hands reaching up to rub her eyes tiredly as she responded.

“You’re back here quick, world gone to shit already? It’s only been a week”

Rick shrugged and offered a sigh that told her he was no happier about his quick return than she was, no doubt he’d hoped to spend more time with June now she’d been de-witched, courtesy of the Squad.

“World’s always in the shit, but the Squads not being assembled if that’s what you meant. Just a situation here to be dealt with” Rick muttered.

Fade chuckled in response, looking up to his face an amused smirk across her own “You mean Harley’s escape?”

Rick shifted to lean against the door frame, a grumpy look on his face though he eyed her thoughtfully “So you do know about that then? I had wondered”

Fade stretched making all the vertebrae along her back pop with a small wince of relief “I mean that was quite the bang, you think anyone doesn’t know about it?”

He conceded the point with a nod of his head and a thinning of his lips, cocking his head he paused to listen to the jabbering from the next cell block “That Boomerang?” he asked unnecessarily. The man was so loud you could instantly tell it was the Aussie from the accent, and the vibrantly colourful language.

Fade nodded, slumping back against the wall with a yawn “Yeah, he’s been raging since they brought us back and tossed him in solitary”

Rick arched a single eyebrow “That was a week ago”

“I’m well aware” Fade bit out testily “We’re the ones that have been sat here listening to him carrying on”

“He needs to calm down” Rick mused with a shake of his head “It was a mistake to square up to Waller like that”

“You think?” She responded with a snort of derision “Some people just don’t take to captivity that well”

Pulling himself upright again he jerked his head back towards the cellblock through the open door “Walk with me”

“Is that allowed?” Fade teased with another smirk and a raised eyebrow, though she nonetheless rose and slipped her feet into the ugly black crocs that were part of their delightful uniform.

Rick grinned, they both knew full well she could and did just get up and wander around wherever she pleased never mind getting permission “I’m allowing it” he stated unnecessarily.

Shuffling after the soldier with a chuckle, they walked in silence down corridor after corridor until they finally made their way out into the sunshine, Fade blinking back the sting from the harsh light.

Looking around her she realised they were in one of the smaller unused yards, though there had been some additions since she’d last wandered through here. Most notable was the dark green camouflage covered structure in the corner, containing a couple of chairs and a desk of some sort, looking rather like a temporary command tent. Sparing a glance for the rest of the yard she noted the new yet rusty, as all things were in this humidity, basketball hoop set up against the wall, a few weight benches, and some tiered seating across from where they stood, opposite the tent.

“What’s all this Flag?” she murmured, not sure why she was here.

“This is now your exercise yard, just for the task force” Rick announced arms wide as he indicated the new equipment.

Fade scoffed “We prefer Suicide Squad to that task force bullshit. How’d you get Waller to agree anyway?” correctly deducing that it would have been Rick’s idea. After the Squad stepped up and protected him, the city and saved June he’d softened towards them somewhat. He hadn’t forgotten that each one of them were dangerous criminals, nor was he stupid enough to believe he could trust them. He now simply recognised they were people and was treating them as such, Waller would have been content to shut them in solitary and throw away the key until they were needed. As a seasoned CO Rick knew having the squad interact with each other would build that comradery they’d all felt back in Midway, making the team more effective and he’d argued as such until she caved.

“I simply pointed out that a team functions better if they get to know one another a little. She came around after a little coaxing” he responded with a shrug, downplaying how hard he’d had to argue his case on this one.

Fade pursed her lips “So that’s why you’re back so soon, she wouldn’t allow it without your supervision I’m guessing?”

Rick snorted as she got right to the root of the problem “Spending Twenty-Four hours alone locked in a seven by eight concrete box would send anyone crazy and most of you lot are already questionable”

“Look at you Mr Boy Scout America going all soft on a bunch of scumbags” Fade smirked, but behind it she was genuinely pleased to see he was trying to do the right thing by the squad.

“Scumbags yes, but you’re my scumbags” He murmured, smirking at her as he added “Whether I like it or not”

She chuckled at that, turning her attention back to the yard at large asking, “So what’s the thinking we gonna have supervised playdates out here or something?”

Rick nodded thoughtfully “There’s an idea, maybe all he needs is a playmate”

“Who?” Fade frowned turning back to the smirking man at her side “Digger?” she asked eyebrows flying up as he nodded once “Where are you going with this Flag?” she challenged, arms folded across her chest, eyes narrowed to suspicious slits.

“I saw the way you two were looking at each other during Midway” Rick clarified with an incline of his head and wiggle of his eyebrow “GQ said you looked a little flustered when you came out of that alleyway by the bar and then there was the fact he came back when he didn’t have to. I assume you had a little something to do with that”

Fade snorted, here was the Flag she remembered during her time under his command, nothing ever seemed to escape his notice “Think you’re giving me too much credit there”

Fixing him with a teasing look she scoffed “Oh I see how it is, one walk on the wild side with the witch and the boy scout badge goes out the window huh?”

Chuckling he nudged her shoulder with his own “You’re hardly one to talk, lusting after a murdering, foul mouthed thief”

Fade snickered “He’s easy enough on the eyes, and fairly entertaining but it hardly matters. Can’t do anything when we’re locked in here”

“Remind me, can’t you walk through walls?” Rick pointed out, dismissing her argument.  

Fade snorted “Voyeurism isn’t my thing” pointing to the cameras around the yard as she spoke.

“Just an obstacle to overcome” Rick responded conversationally with a shrug.

The tone of his voice told her he was up to something, frowning she side eyed the man “Not one I could overcome by myself though is it”  

“I noticed you didn’t request a privilege after the mission” Rick murmured changing the subject and leaving Fade confused.

Shrugging she made her way to the bench nearby, sinking down onto it and stretching out her legs in front of her “What was the point, just not being put back under was good enough for me”

“Yeah, well they can’t now anyway as it turns out” he responded, dropping down onto the bench next to her, piquing her curiosity.

“What do you mean?”

“So that explosion was rather bigger than was really necessary” he explained, leaning his head back against the wall and closing his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun on his upturned face.

“Joker’s not known for being understated, go big or go home is probably somewhere on his tattooed hide” She snarked, irritated to be thinking about the man.

Looking round and opening his eyes at her tone Rick eyed her thoughtfully “Why didn’t you go with them?”

Fade glowered into the distance thinking of the last time she’d seen the acidic man before Midway “Joker and I have parted ways, you know that”

“Yeah, but you and Harley are still tight” Rick persisted.

Sighing deeply Fade ran a hand through her messy hair “Can’t always protect your friends from the dumb decisions they’re determined to make. Anyway, what’s this got to do with the explosion?”

Rick nodded remembering his original point “Oh yeah, so the device denoted right above some of the storage rooms downstairs and the roof caved in”

“So?” She muttered with an irritated frown, was he taking the scenic route to his point for a reason.

“It was the room they were keeping the neurotoxin in” he supplied with a small smile, waiting for her to catch on to what this meant which didn’t take long.

“So, it’s gone? All of it?” she whispered, not allowing herself to believe it until he said it himself

“All of it, except for the darts the guards already had made up but they seem to have been misplaced as it happens” he confirmed with a swift nod, a wide grin growing on her face “Nice!”

Her smiled dipped when Rick pointed out that it was possible to get more, they just needed to talk to the bat which left her frowning and confused “So why haven’t they?”

“Convinced them it wasn’t necessary” he shrugged still smiling.

“You did that?” she asked incredulous.

Slightly offended he frowned at her “I got some influence you know…” trailing off when Fade merely raised an eyebrow at him “Alright I convinced Lester not to record the loss, he owed me”

She twisted her body towards him curiously “What did you do?”

“Protected him against some people that would have otherwise hurt him” he smirked “Man likes to gamble with the wrong people”

Belatedly realising how this winding tangent had taken them quite far off course Fade attempted to steer him back “So what’s all this got to do with my lack of privilege request?”

Rick practically grinned at her now “I brought you something” reaching down to pick up the box she hadn’t even noticed he’d been carrying he passed it over. Watching her reaction as she opened the lid and stared confused at its contents, her eyes lifting back to his after a long pause “It’s remote-control car” She intoned dully.

“Something to play with” he stated each word carefully with a smirk on his face, only serving to confuse her further “Gee Flag you shouldn’t have” she muttered without enthusiasm.

Chuckling at her response Rick got heavily to his feet and retrieved something from his pocket tossing it to her as he turned to walk away “Here’s the batteries, enjoy”

He was halfway across the yard before Fade realised that they were completely the wrong type of batteries for the toy based on the box. Exasperatedly she called after him, but he just shrugged “My bad” offered her a shit eating grin and strolled back inside without a backwards glance.

With a roll of her eyes Fade considered heading back inside but when no one appeared to usher her away she decided to remain outside in the peace and quiet, rather than to have listen to Digger carrying on for another minute. She felt bad for the guy she did, some people just didn’t cope well to being cooped up and he’d been on solitary confinement for a week. Not even allowed out for his meals after he pissed of Waller royally back at Midway. It was his own fault and the rest of them were more than suffering for it too but still she wished she could do something about it.

She’d considered going to see him more than once but whatever that flaming witch had done to her had left her flickering for days.

Abruptly she held her hands out in front of her, realising she hadn’t flickered once since she’d woken, experimentally she phased in and out fully in control of her powers for the first time in a week.

Gleefully she leapt to her feet grabbing up her new toy and making for the door, pausing only to snatch the battery pack from the floor where she’d dropped it in her haste, only to sit back down and inspect the pack more closely than she had before. Not only where they the wrong type of batteries they weren’t batteries at all.

Glancing up and around Fade noted the location of the camera’s, carefully angling her body so the pack was shielded from view but slowly so no one would suspect she was up to something. Ripping the pack open two objects tumbled into her open hand, turning them over slowly a small smile bloomed on her face when she recognised them.

The first object was no bigger than a lighter, and closely resembled one, a cylindrical metal tube with a button on top that she recognised to be a small electromagnet device that would disrupt electrical equipment in a localised area. She judged by the size of this one it would cover a ten-foot square area at most but that would more than cover the square footage of a Belle Reve cell.

The second object was a simply two strong magnets stuck together which left her frowning, unsure of what use they would this be and then it hit her. The cell doors were steel, a extra strong magnet would be more than enough to either pull the locking mechanism open or more importantly hold it closed.

Jumping to her feet she stowed the contraband in her jumpsuit pocket, snatched up her new toy and returned to her cell via her personal shortcut straight though the nearest wall.

***

“Come on love, please, lemme out” Digger shouted, practically wailing at the guard stood outside his cell. He’d tried to befriend the bitch purely because she was the only human being he’d seen for a week, but she wouldn’t even give him the time of day let alone her name. She was wilfully ignoring him now, he even thought he saw her put in earplugs not long before she slammed shut the viewing slot in his door. He was going out of his mind with boredom staring at the same four bare concrete walls day after day with no one to talk to and nothing to keep him occupied. He wasn’t even sure how long they’d kept him in here or how much longer they intended to keep him locked in. More than once he’d railed about how this wasn’t the way to treat someone that just saved the world and demanded to see Waller. It did no good though, no one came, dropping onto his cot with a heavy flump he leaned forward head in his hands, elbows supported on his knees with a loud groan. Which is why he didn’t notice the new arrival not that he wouldn’t expected anyone to step through the wall of his cell.

“I’ve had a weeklong headache thanks to you” Fade declared as she stepped through the wall an aggravated but amused expression on her face, resolidifying she leant back against the wall, arms crossed over her chest.

“The fuck?” Digger yelped startled, flying up and off his cot he took two quick steps towards the door before he recognised his teammate and relaxed somewhat. Though he still clutched his hand to his chest over his heart with wide eyes dramatically “Jesus Christ Love! You tryin ta gimme a heart attack”

Fade rolled her eyes, but her smile widened despite his antics, it was good to see him “Firstly you don’t have a heart Digger so don’t make out you do, and secondly do you ever stop bellyaching?” she grumbled.

Calming Digger shrugged, ignoring the slight against him as if she hadn’t spoken, turning to look at the door and then back to her with a frown “How didya get in ere?”

She snorted sneering without any real bite “I can walk through walls, remember?”

He nodded like he had forgotten momentarily and then glared at her furiously “So why didnya make an appearance sooner then?” irritated that she’d left him alone when she could have made however long he’d been stuck in here more bearable.

“Only just stopped flickering after whatever that bitch did to me, didn’t want to get stuck in a wall” Fade explained with an ugly look on her face as she referenced the events of last week “Besides…” she smirked niggling him “Didn’t seem to be any point making trouble for myself, figured you’d eventually shut up” she rolled her eyes pointedly but only earned a scowled.

“Surprised ya decided I’m worth the trouble now” he spat glaring at her, becoming more incensed by the moment as she continued to smile serenely at him.

“Well…” she announced slipping off her crocs and dropping onto his cot crossing her legs underneath her “No one knows I’m here”

He snorted derisively and pointed to the camera above her head “We’re bein’ watched sweetheart, member?”

Answering him with a wide grin she glanced up and then back to him “See a red-light genius?”

His eyes snapped up at once, only now realising the tell-tale red light was indeed missing, returning his gaze to her gleeful face he raised an eyebrow in question.

“Seems they’re having some problems with their equipment today” she explained offhandedly the weight of the electromagnet in her pocket comforting against her leg.

“Can ya mess with electrical equipment now too?” he enquired, moving to sit on the cot next to her, letting go of his anger as quickly as it flared now he finally had someone to talk to and knew they weren’t going to be hurried away by the guards.

“No but this can” she shook her head and produced the electromagnet; he recognised the small device immediately having used them once or twice himself on various security systems.

“Where didya get that?” he asked at once curious.

“Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies” she shrugged but continued to grin at him as she popped the device back in her pocket. Allowing her eyes to rake over him for the first time since she’d entered his space her eyes lingering on his bulging muscles and the tattoos she’d not noticed back at Midway. As suspected the man was solid muscle and she was very much enjoying the eyeful he was giving her right now clad only in his grubby tank top, jumpsuit tied at the waist.

He didn’t mind her ogling him in the slightest, the fact that she was being so blatant came as a pleasant surprise but otherwise he didn’t react beyond a raised eyebrow and a snarky comment “Only the first looks free love… What ya doin ere anyway? Not that I’m complainin”

Tearing her eyes away from the very male snack in front of her she caught and held his gaze as she answered “Thought maybe you needed some company, and a better outlet for your… stress” pulling her bottom lip between her teeth she allowed her gaze to drop pointedly to his crotch, bringing them slowly back up to his face.

A slow grin stretched his face as he leered at her but remained sceptical “Ya offerin to help… relieve some tension princess?” After days alone in his cell he wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t hallucinating or if she was just messing with him, neither prospect was appealing.

“Well…” Fade stood with a smile and a shrug, making as if to leave through the opposite wall “If you’d rather continue sulking, that’s your choice. I can leave you be”

“Nah love don’ go” He all but shouted, leaping up to follow her to the wall. Crowding her against it and placing his hands either side of her head, pinning her with his body, looming over her with lust in his eyes.

Reaching up she wrapped a hand around the back of his neck the other wrapping around his bicep, pulling his lips down to hers, meeting in a feverish kiss that robbed them of breath. Digger’s hands left the wall to wrap around her body as the kiss deepened, one arm snaking around her ribs to slide up her back, palm between her shoulder blades locking her in place against his muscled form. The other skimming over her lower back and coming to rest upon her pert backside, squeezing her flesh harshly in a way that made her whimper into his mouth.  

Taking the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth he groaned at the sweet taste of her, reigniting the already dimming memory from their brief Midway interlude. Despite being barely a week ago it already felt more like a dream than something that had really happened, but here she was in his arms again and he couldn’t believe his luck. When the need to breath became overwhelming, they reluctantly broke apart, both dizzy and lightheaded but unwilling to break away from one another, their foreheads meeting as they panted.

Dropping her hand from his arm she fished in her pocket for the magnets, pushing him back from her as she retrieved them with a firm hand on his chest. Approaching the door as he stumbled backwards, his evident arousal tenting the heavy material of his jumpsuit in a way that left Fade’s mouth dry and caused an overwhelming need to rub her thighs together.

The confusion was evident on his face “What’s that?”

Snapping the powerful magnets into place over the lock and viewing slot, she turned back to him with a small smirk “Just ensuring no one interrupts us”

“Ya really are serious, aren’ ya?” He asked, still not entirely convinced she wasn’t having him on.

Arching an eyebrow at him she stalked slowly towards him “What’s the matter? Is Captain Boomerang all mouth and no trousers?” she smirked, eyes flicking downwards once more.

Stepping forward he hauled the woman in front of him back into his arms crushing her to him , pressing his groin against hers, eliciting a small moan of pleasure from her that left him grinning “I’m both princess”

“I seem to remember someone promising me a real good time back at Midway” she purred, eyes alight with mischief but dark with lust, finally convincing Digger she wasn’t playing with him.

“Best hold on sweetheart, ya not goin ta know what hit ya”

Reaching up to wind her arms around his broad shoulders she teased him “Oh is the flash here?”

He growled lowly “Shut up woman”

“Make me” she challenged.

“Oh ya askin for it now sweetheart” he whispered lowly, as he claimed her already reddened mouth once more in a searing and rough kiss.

All at once they were back in that Midway City alley, caught between freedom and certain death, clutching at one another’s clothes as if they were the only thing anchoring the other to the world.

Wrapping his large hands around her upper arms, fingers digging into her flesh almost painfully he walked her backwards towards his cot. A sly grin across his face no doubt mirrored by her own expression.

Fade’s knees hit cold steel and then she was falling, thrust backwards from Digger’s arms a small squeal leaving her lips as gravity pulled her down onto the cot with a creaky thump, the rusty old springs objecting to the additional weight.

Recovering herself she looked up into Digger’s thoroughly amused face a low chuckle leaving him “That was a cute little noise darl, wonder what other sounds I can pull from ya before we’re done?”

Fade pulled her bottom lip between her teeth even as she rubbed her thighs together enjoying the sight of him looming over her, a small groan leaving her lips when he tore the tank over his head and flung it away, his broad chest now on full display.

He merely grinned lazily at her reaction when she rapidly pulled herself to her knees, settling in front of him and reaching for him once more. Wrapping his arms around her he pressed her to his bare torso bringing his mouth down to claim hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth aggressively a low rumbling noise ripped from his throat. Fade’s hands skated over his overheated flesh, short nails gently scraping through the dark hair on his chest drawing rumbled noises of approval from the big man, her hands dropping ever lower, moulding to his abs, fingertips skating over the sensitive flesh topping his boxers under his knotted jumpsuit.

A small noise of aggravation left Fade when he dropped his hands from her body to grab her own, pulling them away from the sleeves of his jumpsuit that she’d just started to pull apart, chuckling at her reaction lightly he mumbled a teasing disproval “So eager for the Captain, aren’ ya Darl?”

If her eyes had been open Fade would have rolled them at him, there was no denying she was impatient. It had been sometime since she’d had anything more than her hands to keep her warm at night and she wasn’t even willing to do that right now with the pigs watching her every move on the ever present cameras.    

When he dropped her hands, she reached for him again only to find herself suddenly constricted as Digger wrenched her own jumpsuit down her arms. The poppers holding it closed giving easily as he tugged the offending material down her body.

Twisting her arms free of the rough orange fabric, Fade’s hands closed around his biceps to steady herself as he ripped the garment down her body as far as he could, considering her position on her knees in front of him.

With a frustrated growl Digger broke away to frown down at her legs when he couldn’t remove the material completely, simply shoving her backwards her legs flipping out from under. Aiding him by lifting her hips he yanked the clothing from her body completely, chucking it over his shoulder into the same dark corner as his tank top.

Fade didn’t squeal at the sudden movement this time, but it did force a surprised giggle from her, his frown clearing now she was laid before him in only her own prison issue tank top and knickers. Digger licked his lips appreciatively, winking at her seductively as he knelt.

Rising onto her elbows with a questioning eyebrow arched at the man. Fade guessed his intent a second before he grabbed her legs and hauled her sharply towards him. Her body bouncing on the rusty cot, a surprised squeal issued from her matched by the springs protesting squeaks, until she came to a stop with her legs hanging over the end, feet now flat on the floor.

Placing his warm palms atop her knees he skated them upwards, leaving goosebumps in their wake, stopping only when his fingertips nudged at the elastic of her knickers. Thumbs hooking underneath the fabric to rub gentle circles over her sensitive flesh, so close and yet so far from where she wanted them. Fade clenched her hands into fists at her sides biting back a groan of annoyance, unwilling to give him the satisfaction, but he chuckled nonetheless. He could feel the tension in her muscles, see the way she shook as she prevented her back from arching off the thin mattress, the stress on her face as she fought to remain calm. He may have appeared calm, hands moving at a leisurely pace as he teased her, a man with all the time in the world but it had been some time for him too. Longer still since he’d had his hands on someone so responsive to his every touch, even as he teased her to distraction his control was being sapped, held in check only by sheer bloody mindedness and a stubborn refusal to be the one to break first.

Fade attempted to relax into his touches but the sparks shooting through her body with his every movement were proving hard to ignore, finally expelling a huff and a quiet whine “Stop being such a bloody tease!”

A triumphant grin played across his face, even as she glared down at him, once again propped up on her elbows though she too was smiling slightly. She was so touched starved every nerve ending was on fire with the tiniest movement, but she craved more.

Taking pity on them both Digger at last wrapped his fingertips around the side of her underwear bunching the material and pulling them swiftly down her legs. Once again lifting her hips and feet to help him, they too were tossed into the corner without a further thought.    

With the barrier removed he pressed his bulk between her legs, forcing them apart with a hand on each knee, leering at her in a way that would make most women run for the hills, but Fade wasn’t most women, only finding his expression thrilling.

Still holding himself in check Digger leant forward slowly, bright eyes dark with lust boring into hers as she watched him. Turning his face at the last moment he deposited a chase kiss to her inner thigh, inadvertently brushing the hair of his mutton chops across her core pulling a delighted shudder from her with the contact.

Another dark chuckle rumbled from him as he repeated the action receiving the same reaction. Only when she huffed impatiently once more did he finally place his mouth exactly where she needed it. Licking a wide stripe through her folds pulling a high whimper from her with the motion.

Digger groaned repeating the action “Ya taste even sweeter than I expected Darl”

A metallic clanging from the door snapped them both out of their lust fuelled trance, the female guard stationed outside the man’s cell demanding attention.

Rearing back on his knees Digger glared the door barking a terse “What!” hands once against resting on fade’s knees.

Slumping back onto the bed with a quiet huff Fade attempted to stop her legs from quivering and control her breathing, resolved to do something nasty to the woman on the other side of the door at the next opportunity.

“What’s going on in there Harkness?” she barked through the metal.

“Talkin to me now are ya love? Thought you pigs just liked to watch the cameras?” Digger hollered back, turning his head slightly to wink at Fade, chuckling lightly at her murderous expression thought feeling no less annoyed by the interruption.

“The camera doesn’t seem to be working at the moment” Came the reply, the woman ignoring the insult.

“So, open the bloody door and look for yourself then! Ya don’ usually stand on ceremony do ya!”

There was a scuffling from the other side of the door and some muffled cursing that had Fade shaking with silent laughter hand clamped over her mouth to not give away her presence to the guards.

“The doors stuck!” the guard responded irritably.

“Well, what do ya want me to do about it? Don’t open from this side member, call maintenance or somethin” the man was starting to enjoy himself now pleased the woman was as frustrated as he was earlier.

The guard could be heard talking into her radio, unable to make out the exact words they could both tell she was repeating herself, getting more and more aggravated by the second. Digger looked round a wide grin on his face and he realised at the same time Fade did that the signal jammer must have taken out her radio as well.

“Dammit the radio’s out too” the woman shouted through the door “Stay put I’m going to have to go get Maintenance myself”

Digger snorted “Where the fuck dya think I’m gonna go?”

The was a pause followed by string of obscenities and the sound of boots as she stomped away down the corridor, leaving them alone in relative privacy.

“That was a bonus” Fade giggled, silently thanking Rick for making sure the jammer would cover just outside the cell as well, not doubting for one second it was deliberate.

“How long ya reckon we got till she gets back?” Digger questioned squeezing her tender flesh with his fingers, eyes locked on her exposed core as he licked his lips, the action making Fade Squirm in front of him.

“A good forty-five minutes I reckon. Maintenance is on the other side of the prison and they’re not quick as a general rule” she responded breathlessly.

“Good enough” he muttered, dropping back between her legs, and thrusting his tongue between her folds without preamble, lapping at her clit like a starving man.

“Fuck” Fade all but screamed, falling back onto the bed her back arching in pleasure as he licked and nibbled, sending sparks of pleasure and pain shooting through her body.

Slipping a finger into her core, her walls clenching at the intrusion, Digger groaned the vibrations against her sensitive core making Fade whimper even louder. Adding a second finger he plunged them into her over and over, immediately setting a frantic pace with his mouth firmly attached to her clit. Clutching at his unruly curls with one hand fingers wrapped tightly around his tresses she pulled another groan from the man with the painful yet pleasurable pressure she was exerting on his scalp.

It took almost no time at all for Fade to fall apart, crying name all traces of tension wiped from her body by his surprising skill. Through hooded eyes she watched Digger rise from the floor a satisfied smirk on his mouth along with her release. Swiping a hand across his mouth he made short work of his jumpsuit, pulling it down his muscular legs along with his boxers and stepping out of it towards her. Forcing her up the cost he followed her the spring objecting to the additional weight as he positioned between her legs above her.

Fade had barely had time to get an eyeful of his impressive length standing proud against his belly before he was on top of her, hands pushing her tank up and over her head, ripping her bra from her body with practised skill.

Palming a breast in his large hand, the other arm wrapped around her holding her tightly against his chest, lips falling to hers with a newfound urgency.

Fade whimpered at the onslaught to her senses, still dizzy from her previous climax and overwhelmed by the man above her in the most delicious way, her own hands clutching him to her as he invaded mouth with his tongue.

Releasing her breast Digger reached down between them, positioning himself so that the tip of his cock was pressed against her still quivering core.

Stilling suddenly, he wrenched their mouths apart with a disbelieving groan, Fade whined at the delay clutching at his shoulders and rolling her hips against him in encouragement.    

“What’s the matter?” She murmured opening her eyes to see him frowning down at her.

“I don’ want to get ya into any trouble” he muttered, Fade’s lust drunk brain racing to catch his meaning, a mirthless chuckle bursting from her when she caught on.

Capturing his face in between her hands she smiled at him clarifying “You honestly think this didn’t occur to me before I came in here? How cruel do you think I am?... I have been so firmly irradiated I glow blue and walk-through walls. Trust me pregnancy is not an issue”    

Both eyebrows shot up at her words but he then he nodded and grinned “Thank god for small mercy’s” slamming his length into her he drew a long-drawn-out moan of pleasure from them both as he filled her.

“Finally” Fade hissed relishing the feeling of being full of him, something she’d been daydreaming of since the moment she’d laid eyes on him outside Midway.

Clenching around him involuntarily she squeezed him so tightly that he groaned, forehead falling against hers, eyes shut tight as he went rigid in her arms “If you keep doin that, I’m not gonna last long love”

She chuckled in response and clenched around him deliberately, even harder than before rewarded with another groan from him “Best make it hard and fast then, I can always come back tomorrow for round two”

Leaning back slightly he opened his eyes, a smile spreading across his face as he realised there was nothing stopping them from doing this whenever they wanted, now they had the tools “Alright then darl, hold on ta somethin”

Drawing back, he pulled himself from her body and then slammed back into her hard enough to shift her up the protesting cot a little.

“You can do better than that” She challenged even as she whimpered.

With another dark chuckle he drew back and thrust into her even harder, hips snapping against hers harshly. Not pausing to let her recover he repeated the motion again, over and over until he was pounding her into the thin mattress.

The vulgar sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed with his grunts of pleasure serving to push Fade rapidly to the brink. Her back arching into him, breasts pressed against his chest, hands clutching at any part of him she could reach, a litany of prayers to deities she didn’t believe in falling from her lips.

A sharp gasp was the only warning either of them had when she reached the precipice and toppled over the edge. Waves of pleasure crashing over her body leaving her shaking in his arms, his own body reacting to her climax as he came deep inside her with a guttural groan, slamming his mouth onto hers to swallow her continuing moans as he pulsed within her.

They remained like that for as long as they darted risk, bodies intertwined, kissing gently, hands skating over the others overheated skin soothingly. Only separating reluctantly when they heard voices coming down the corridor towards Digger’s Cell.

Dressing quickly Digger pulled her back into his arms for another scorching kiss as the new arrivals started messing with the door.

Leaving him to discreetly remove the magnets from the door and keep them safe Fade murmured “See you tomorrow” as she slipped through the wall. Leaving the good Captain with a smug satisfied smile on his face humming a little tune to himself.  

Hurrying through several walls she didn’t turn the signal jammer off until she was a good distance away, then returned to her own cell with a broad smile on her own face thinking of tomorrow.

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Midway City: Swirling Ring of Trash in the Sky

Inclusion of my OC Suzanna Walker AKA Fade into the Suicide Squad. She is a former colleague of Rick Flag, a childhood friend of Harley Quinn, a former member of the Joker's gang after his escape from Arkham and Harley’s transformation and now a member of the Task Force X team. She will also be getting up close and very personal with our favourite Aussie, Captain Boomerang.

Description

Follows the events of the 2016 movie after the Joker’s interference  

Midway City Part 3 of 4

Warnings

I think every member of the Suicide Squad is a warning all by themselves but to be clear there will be violence, swearing, a complete lack of morals or ethics of any kind at times. Spoilers!

Word Count: 6680

It was a sombre group that made its way back down to the lobby of the building, in yet another crazy turn of events Harley was gone and so was her Puddin’. As Fade had predicted the Joker had come for his queen, no one and nothing was going to get in his way. Lawton had surprisingly come through for his new friends, refusing to kill the woman even as she flew away from them. Fade was grateful but it hadn’t been enough to save her from Waller’s wrath, the fact that the woman’s chopper went down minutes later was poetic justice, but just meant that this never-ending nightmare of a mission wasn’t over.

Fade wasn’t even aware of the tears rolling silently down her cheeks, she only knew that her heart was broken over the loss of her oldest friend.

Digger wrapped an arm around her shoulder keeping her close as they made their way out onto the street, she was grateful for the warmth and the comfort. The man had pulled her to her feet and forced her to keep putting one foot in front of the other, without it she felt she might keel over at any moment.

The rainfall mirrored her misery beautifully, the water falling on her face to wash away her grief leaving an open wound gaping in her chest. She was so lost to it that she didn’t hear Digger quietly saying her name or notice that he was pointing to something a short distance from them until she heard a voice calling out “Hey guys’ I’m back! Did you miss me? I missed you all so much”  

Eyes snapping round to the source Fade broke away from Digger, bolting towards the soaking wet and shivering blonde perched atop the black car. Jumping up onto the hood as Harley slid down the windshield into her waiting arms, each woman clutching the other to her.

Fade relieved to find her friend still alive, Harley seeking comfort against the sting of loss.

Rick paused wanting to give them a moment, but they needed to keep moving, catching his eye and nodding at him over Harley’s shoulder Fade pulled back, the women breaking apart with a quiet sniff and reddened eyes. Digger reached out a hand to help Fade down, not trusting her footing in her current state, rewrapping a protective arm around her once more as Lawton pulled Harley into his arms and set her gently on the ground “We’re glad you could make it”  

Digger offered the woman a small smile as he attracted her attention “Hey craziness” tossing her the bat he’d snagged from the roof.

Fade held out her hand to the woman Harley lacing her fingers through hers, falling into step with the pair of them, as a trio they wended their ungainly way along the street following the course Rick laid out for them.    

***

Fade wasn’t sure how long it took to find the downed chopper, but she was feeling far more herself by the time it came into sight, though a lot wetter than usual. Digger was no longer wrapped around her but had checked she was ok before he moved off, now walking with Diablo and Croc a short distance ahead. Her friend had merely raised an eyebrow when he’d left them alone, but not asked any questions. She was intrigued to understand what was going on, if anything, between her friend and the big Aussie, but it was all too painful to think about when she’d just lost the love of her life. Fade was grateful for her silence on the subject, she wouldn’t know how to answer her questions anyway. She couldn’t deny she found the man attractive, and he’d made it clear he thought she was too, but what intrigued her was that while his personality was abrasive on the surface, there seemed to be something more underneath. He was definitely a puzzle, but one she would have to figure out another time, right now her friend needed her.    

Harley hadn’t said anything about what had transpired after she left them on the roof, but Fade knew that just meant she was still processing it. Just from the simple fact that the woman wasn’t gambling about like a bunny on crack told Fade she was hurting, especially as she hadn’t let go of her hand since they’d left the building behind. Fade kept her silence too, letting Harley deal with it in her own way but squeezing her hand gently from time to time to remind her that she was there, an answering squeeze telling her that she was doing the right thing.

They hung back as Rick and Alpha team inspected the chopper with Lawton, declaring Waller missing and moving out once again. Once again Lawton and Rick seemed to be disagreeing about their next course of action, though she felt he had a point this time. Heading directly to the source of the swirling ring of trash in the sky did seem blatantly idiotic, but they were also out of options.

The rain bucketing down out of the sky was obscuring visibility and generally making things more miserable than they needed to be, thankfully the rain itself wasn’t icy but being drenched to the skin wasn’t a pleasant experience. Faces screwed up against the driving rain no one noticed that Lawton wasn’t with them until the binder hit the car next to Rick, the clearly incensed man shouting at him to tell them all the truth.

What was left of Alpha squad and the task force gathered curiously, even Fade finally locating some interest in this evening’s events.

She watched Rick closely the man looked ready to snap, more defeated than she’d ever seen him before, stepping towards him his gaze snapped up to hers. The concern etched on her features finally breaking through to him, nodding he cleared his throat, a long overdue explanation finally forthcoming.

“Three days ago, a non-human entity appeared in the subway station. Waller sent me and a woman with incredible abilities… a witch. See nobody could get near this thing but the witch could” Fade frowned, the man looked on the verge of tears but she didn’t understand why, he had a personal stake in this that was yet to be revealed, that much was clear to her “Needless to say…” he continued “The whole thing was a bad idea, that’s how she escaped from Waller” He gritted his teeth glaring at Lawton levelling him with a ferocious look, sneering at the man “So now you know”

Fade looked at Lawton the man nodding along as Rick spoke eyes on the floor, finally lifting his head to declare “You can just kill me right now…” looking round he pointed to the building next to them, Fade glancing up to see it was some kind of trendy wine bar “But I’m going to have a drink”

He strode away without a another look in the soldier’s direction, Rick shouting after him, almost pleading with him “Deadshot I need your help!”

“No sir” Deadshot called back, pausing on the threshold to look back at him “You need a miracle”

Entering the bar, he disappeared from view, Fade looking to the others for their reaction.

Harley curtsied deeply and flounced into the bar after the assassin, Digger shot Rick a contemptuous smile before following, Diablo pulling Croc along with him as he too left.

The remaining members of Alpha squad shook their heads and continued along their path, they were soldiers after all and this was their mission, whatever their personal beliefs might be. Rick looked to Katana hoping for some support, but she wouldn’t or couldn’t meet his eyes, turning and heading into the bar after the criminals, a move Fade would have never expected. Leaving her alone in the rain with her former CO, Rick looked to Fade eyes dropping to the floor defeated. He’d been treating her poorly all evening, whatever his motivations might have been, he didn’t expect any support from her.

She sighed heavily, stepping forward to place a hand on his shoulder, the man’s head snapped up hope flaring in his eyes only to be extinguished a moment later as she too walked away.    

Entering the bar, she found Harley playing bartender, pouring shots of whatever she’d laid her hands on first and handing them round. Lawton and Digger were propping up the middle section of the bar, Diablo at the far end, Croc taking up residence in one of the booths nearby. Pulling herself up onto the bar Fade swung her legs over placing her feet on the bartender’s side, she could see everyone from there and reach the good liquor on the top shelf.

Waving away the shot glass Harley held out to her, she instead reached up and grabbed down a bottle of single malt, cracking the top off and swigging directly from the bottle. It burned on the way down but in a pleasant way that reminded her she was still alive and helped shake off the chill of the rain permeating her very bones.

Even Katana accepted a shot from the pretty psychopath pouring drinks, but she refused to toast to honour among thieves as declared by Lawton, stating she wasn’t a thief and walking away from them, Fade sniggering at her reaction.

Lawton didn’t take it personally though he mocked her lightly, clinking his shot against Harley’s blue umbrella’d concoction and Digger’s can of beer before downing his shot.

As had been her way most of the evening Fade found herself zoning out, occasionally swigging from the bottle in her hand, half aware of the conversation but not really paying attention. Lawton was holding court for the most part, but then Diablo spoke up. He’d been the quietest out of them all so far, hanging back not wanting to get involved but based on what they’d seen back in the building he was also the most powerful amongst them. Judging by what he was telling them about his past and the groups reaction to it, he probably had the one of the most tragic backstories too due to misuse of the same powers, it certainly explained his reluctance to use them.

Fade couldn’t help but see the irony, she was sat in a room full of thieves and murders, herself included, even Katana couldn’t say her hands were clean whatever her reasons may have been. Yet none of them were comfortable with the thought of hurting women and children, she didn’t doubt some of them had killed women, when required, they’d probably even justified it to themselves as a necessary evil but the thought of killing an innocent bothered them all.

Fade eyed Croc as Diablo spoke, he was the only one she wasn’t sure of in that regard considering the man or beast, whatever he identified as, was a self-confessed cannibal. Perhaps he too drew the line at kids but then again he might consider them a delicacy.

It was Digger’s quiet question that brought her focus back to Diablo “and the kids?”  

Harley the one to respond her voice shaking “He killed them” the horrified look on Digger’s face surprised Fade but because his eyes were watery too betraying the big Aussie’s bleeding heart for all to see. Scooting sideways along the bar slightly she leant forward reaching over to place a hand on his shoulder, offering and the same comfort he’d given her this evening. He looked up at her, blinked a couple of times and pulled her hand from his shoulder to hold it tightly in his own. Fade was distracted but looked up when Harley shouted at Diablo, his own eyes tearing as he thought of his family, confessing his sins to the rest of them. The blonde continued to have a go at him though the volume of her voice dropped, Lawton attempting to get her to leave him be, but she ignored him. Fade frowned Harley had a sharp tongue at times but this wasn’t her, this was her grief talking, her mouth running away with her before her brain could catch up.

It was Digger that was the one to silence her “Why is it always a knife fight every single time you open your mouth” he demanded coldly, glaring at her across the bar Harley’s eyes widening at the challenge, but refusing to back down considering the way he was talking to her.

Fade didn’t exactly blame him, but she extracted her hand from his immediately, not that he noticed. Letting her go without sparing her a glance as he continued, a nasty edge to his voice “You know outside you’re amazing but inside… you’re ugly”

Harley bit back straight away declaring in a whisper “We all are… We all are” her voicing rising as she repeated her words driving her point home.

Digger opened his mouth to argue some more but Fade cut him off testily, a look of loathing on her face as she defended her friend “That’s enough”

The Aussie raised an eyebrow at her shocked by the look of blatant hostility on her face, a nasty snarl gracing his own as he opened his mouth once more, eyes flashing with anger locked on hers.

The sound of the door opening attracted everyone’s attention, whatever retort Digger was going to make dying on his tongue as they watched Rick enter the bar.  

Fade watched him walk across the room settling on the stool between Diablo and Lawton unsurprised, he wouldn’t have just walked away from them, they were assets and his responsibility, it would be his ass on the line if he just let them walk away.

It was Harley that addressed him first, shaking her head at him “We don’t want you here”

Rick looked up to her face and then around to the rest, the truth of her words reflected back to him everywhere he looked, even by Fade.

“Did you get to the part in that binder where I was sleeping with her?” Rick admitted his attention on Lawton. No one else had seen the binder but no one reacted to the new information, it made sense when you thought about it now she had the last piece of the puzzle, but the hypocrisy of it was what pissed her off.

“Unbelievable!” She muttered swinging herself from the bar and dropping down to the floor, adding “I need some air” for whoever might be paying attention to her.

Striding from the bar into the street she was relieved to find it had stopped raining at last, she never intended to go far but she needed a moment alone. Eyeing Alpha Squad who had apparently returned to wait for their CO she turned, disappearing into the small alleyway that ran between the bar and the next building, dropping down onto her haunches her back against the wall.

Shaking her head, she fumed quietly to herself at the man’s gall, the way he’d been talking to her all night grated on her. He’d been treating them all as freaks and degenerates, but yet whole time he’d been sleeping with someone just like them. Acting like he was somehow above them, but the whole time he was no better, a murderer for his country rather than money but a murderer, nonetheless.

The sound of hurried footsteps pulled Fade back into the present suddenly aware that she was somewhat exposed and on her own, which given the current situation could be potentially hazardous to her health.

Standing and peering out into the street she was astonished to see Digger march swiftly past “Hey Digger!” she called out as he moved out of her eyeline. Backtracking he arrived back at the entrance to the alleyway moments later, an apprehensive look on his face considering they’d been on the precipice of an argument when Rick had entered the bar.

Fade shrugged waving her hand indicating she’d moved on instead cocking an eyebrow at him “You trying get your head blown off? You know Flag won’t hesitate right? He proved that earlier if you remember”

Digger nodded at her acknowledging the wordless dismissal of their almost disagreement with a small grateful smile, explaining “Flag said we were free to go”

Fade hummed in response “Seems unlikely?”

Digger laid a hand on his chest over his heart, the other palm up in front of him “Swear on me mums’ life. Smashed the gadget that makes our heads pop right in front of us and everything”

She scoffed eyebrows flying up to her hairline in shock “Well shit. Didn’t know he had it in him, the explosive is still embedded in your neck though” she pointed out.

He nodded with a smile “I know a guy back at central city” frowning slightly he appeared to be considering his next words, finally opening his mouth his decision made “Fancy comin along for the ride?”

That took Fade aback, it was quite possibly the last thing she expected him to say, “You want me to come with you?” she clarified, wondering if she misheard.

He shrugged “Why not?” downplaying the request he continued “Someone with your skill set could come in handy in my line of work”

Fade smirked at him “Oh I see it’s my skill set you want to take advantage of… nothing else”

Chuckling he stepped into the alleyway away from the interested eyes of Alpha squad, crowding her to the wall “If there’s more on offer Darl, I won’ be saying no”

“You want to get up close and personal, do you?” Fade teased as he grinned down at her “How close were you thinking?”

Stepping firmly into her personal space he placed a hand on the wall either side of her head leaning down his lips a beath away from hers “Reckon this is a pretty decent start alright”

Pausing he waited for her to decide, he’d made it clear what he wanted but she needed to decide for herself. It was only a few seconds that they stared at one another, but it felt like an eternity until Fade leant forward connecting their lips her hands flying up to wrap around his shoulders pulling him to her and pressing her body against his tightly.

She felt him smile into the kiss, pushing her back against the wall, crushing her between the brick and his bulk, arms dropping to wrap around her, holding her tightly as their mouths moved in sync.

His lips were insistent on hers demanding the surrender she was only too willing to give with the way his hands were exploring her body. When one large hand slipped underneath her jacket, she gasped his hands cold on the warm skin of her back.

Chuckling at her reaction he slid his other hand under the jacket as well sighing he used her as a hand warmer, Fade squirming under his touch. Slipping his tongue into her mouth while she was distracted the kiss turned heated in a heartbeat. Plundering her mouth, he tangled his tongue with hers enthralled with her taste undercut with the whiskey she’d been drinking moments earlier.

Fade knew she needed to stop him, she was rapidly getting punch drunk on his kisses, if she allowed this to continued much longer, she suspected she’d agree to anything he might suggest.

Placing a firm hand on his chest she pushed him away from her, stifling her own whine at the loss of contact, the world rushing to them the stillness of the night buzzing in her ears as loud as the pounding of her heart.

Digger blinked rapidly appearing a little dazed himself, recovering himself enough to grin down at her “That a yes love?”

With a deep and somewhat regretful sigh she shook her head, stepping out of his arms as his face fell “You’re really going back?”

She paused at the entrance to the alleyway “I made Flag a promise, besides I can’t leave Harley”

He nodded disappointment and resignation on his face “Shame. You and me coulda had some fun. Reckon I coulda shown you a real good time” He leered at her, his roguish charm coming as easily as breathing.

Chuckling she nodded, but not willing to say goodbye completely “Maybe you still will sometime” a grin spreading across his face when he realised, she wasn’t saying no, just not now “See you around Digger”

“Later Darl” he called after her as she exited the alleyway leaving him behind.

Returning to the bar, sad that Digger was gone but not believing for one second that it would be the last she’d ever see of him, she reached for the door just as it opened from the other side. Lawton nearly knocking her on her ass as he exited the building “You running too?” she quipped, but the man shook his head “Nah we’re gonna get this shit done”

Fade smiled when Harley appeared behind him moments later a answering wide smile on her face and a determined look in her eye.

Rick exited next, stilling when he saw Fade surprised “You’re still here?” he asked disbelieving, despite her presence in front of him.

She shrugged “Couldn’t leave Harley could I”

“I can take care of myself” the blonde countered at once slightly put out.

“Oh, I know that” Fade retorted turning to look at her as the others filed out of the building behind Rick “I was more concerned about how many of the others you’d get killed in the process” She added sweetly, motioning to them with an incline of her head, Rick snorting and then quickly covering his laughter as the woman scowled at him.

Regrouping with Alpha Squad who were actually pleased Rick had managed to talk them round, they left Rick standing awkwardly in front of Fade, a hand scratching at the back of his neck betraying his unease.

“Look Suz..” he started but she cut him off not needed the apology “It’s Fade now… and don’t worry about it”

Rick smiled tightly but nodded relieved he was getting off so easily, he should have known better.

“You know I don’t judge” she winked at him turning to join the others.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He called out hurrying after her and falling into step at her side, the group moving out with a nod of his head.

“So you’ve got a bit of a taste for the bad ones now” Fade continued, causally checking over her guns and reloading them as they walked “I don’t blame you, heart wants what the heart wants” She added slapping a fresh magazine into place with a reassuring click. Turning to look at him with a grin spreading slowly across her face she added “Then again we could be talking about something slightly further south of your heart” she dropped her gaze pointedly to his groin with an accompanying wink to finish off her point that had him barking out a loud laugh, several of Alpha squad looking around startled by the noise.

Stifling the noise quickly he grinned at her, more the man she knew right now than he’d been all night “I haven’t missed you” he declared.

Chuckling she nudged his shoulder with hers “Yeah, you have. Now come on let’s get this kamikaze mission underway”

Lawton snorted at her comment looking over his shoulder at her to ask, “In a hurry to die or something?”

Fade shrugged “I’m wet, cold, tired and let’s be honest, more than a little bored of traipsing around this damn city. If I die, well at least I know hell will be warmer than this” she finished with a smirk on her face, in no doubt where she’d end up if this mission ended badly for her.

Chuckling Lawton called over his shoulder “Meet you down there?”

“You’re on” she called back, turning to Harley as she fell back from the others to talk to her

“Where’s Boomer?” she enquired, looking over her shoulder as if the man would magically appear at her words.

Slotting her now reloaded weapons back into her holsters Fade explained with a small pang of disappointment, not that she blamed him “He took off”

Harley watched her friends face closely, spotting the flicker of emotion, a small smile springing onto her face in response, it had been a long time since she’d seen Fade interested in anyone. Even though he was gone she considered it progress “That’s a shame” she murmured still smiling even though Fade was now rolling her eyes at her tone.

“What’s a shame?”

Looking around sharply, at the familiar but unexpected voice Fade smiled in welcome, shaking her head. Harley merely shooting him a knowing glance as joined them, finishing his beer and tossing the can over his shoulder.

“You came back?” Lawton called out, acknowledging the return of the Aussie with a note of surprise in his voice.

“Yeah well, the crazy bitch is trying to destroy the world” Digger hollered back “So I figured I was screwed either way, might as well go down swinging”

Fade snickered as Rick tensed as his words “Hey that’s his girlfriend you’re talking about” she admonished him, earning a glare from the soldier “Could you not?”

“There’s no accounting for taste” interjected Lawton the disgust in his voice evident.

“Hey!” Rick reared up defending his love “June’s a good woman”

Lawton snorted at his misunderstanding “Hey I got no dispute it’s her taste I’m questioning, she went slumming with the likes of you”

“He’s got a point” Fade laughed out loud, grinning good humouredly.

“Shut up” Rick growled but couldn’t seem to prevent the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

***

Getting to the swirling vortex of death hadn’t been a problem strangely, with no sign of any more of the bubble headed creatures that used to be people. Rick informed them when asked that Enchantress’ brother Incubus feeds on a person’s lifeforce, suggesting that with the city evacuated he might be snacking on their own army. Fade scrunched up her nose in disgust at the thought, though it did mean less bad guys overall it also meant the big guy was likely to be hungry by the time they got there. Despite having scuttled away as soon as he was free to do so, now Digger was back with them, he was actively participating. Producing some sort of surveillance boomerang when they were discussing how to best find out what was going on in the station without putting anyone in danger, up until that point the best suggestion was for Fade to go have a look, something she wasn’t too thrilled about.

She was impressed when he revealed he’d made it himself, not taking offense at her amazement he just smiled at her “I might talk rough love, but I’m not as stupid as people think”

Shooting him a quick smile they followed the others to the closest subway entrance, with the intention of retrieving the demo charge that Enchantress had come so close to blowing up Rick with earlier, but found the tunnel flooded.

Luckily for them it turned out that GQ and the remaining three members of Alpha squad were Navy seals before they joined ARGUS, I quick call back to base and their scuba gear was on the way, the four of them dashing off to the rendezvous point.

Now all they had to do was sit and wait, which was easier said than done, everyone was running on adrenaline by this point amped up and ready to go but instead they could only busy themselves with checking their gear. Fade handed Harley one of her spare Mags the blonde popping out the bullets one by one transferring them to her six shooter. She went to tuck the rest of the magazine into her bra but Fade just frowned at her and snatched it away, slipping it back into her vest securely with a shake of her head. It wasn’t as bad as tucking a loaded handgun into the waistband of your trousers, but it wasn’t exactly sensible either.

Fade checked over her guns repeatedly thumbing the safety on and off, ensuring it wouldn’t jam and then reloading. It was a nervous habit she’d developed over time, something she didn’t even notice anymore but the near constant clicking of her weapons had Rick chuckling, the sound drawing her attention. Snorting with amusement as she realised what she’d been doing, the woman checked over the guns one last time and holstered them with a smirk, but now she had nothing to occupy her hands or her brain.

Watching the others instead, she found they all had their own rituals, Rick and Lawton checking over their guns as she had been, though slightly less obsessively. Digger sharpening the already razer sharp edge of a Boomerang with a small whet stone and Katana talking to the smoking sword in her hands in hushed rapid Japanese, the emotion clear in her voice.

Fade already knew Katana’s backstory, but it was no less sad hearing Rick explain it to everyone else, somehow it hit different today. They might be nothing but a bunch of morally and ethically grey criminals, but none of them had to be here each of them had chosen to take on this fight, to protect something or someone. A quiet had settled over them that bordered on uncomfortable, each lost in their own thoughts. It was Digger that broke first, unable to bear the tension he made a snarky remark, as was his way “Yeah well… you know what they say about the crazy ones”

Fade chuckled looking up at the man to find he was staring at her, a strange look on his face that she couldn’t place, but she offered him a smile that he returned as Harley called “Huh?” making them all laugh quietly.

“Good to go” GQ called into the entrance they were clustered around, Rick responding back with an affirmative, motioning for the group to follow him with a clipped “Let’s move”

Entering the main hall of the train station through the devastated subway beneath they were able to witness first-hand the damage Incubus could cause. Dead bodies and ammunition casings littered the floor, while more of the black spikey substance they’d seen earlier hung from walls and the ceiling.

Moving quickly but quietly up the stairs, they darted behind the stone pillars surrounding the open area usually full of commuters, but today only containing Enchantress and her weapon.

The light show they could see outside was emanating directly from her like glowing smoke it was mesmerizing to watch her body undulating ceaselessly as they watched enthralled.

“Hey, everyone can see all this trippy magic stuff, right?” Harley murmured quietly, a nervous edge to her voice.

Lawton nodded as Rick asked, “Yeah why?”

Harley smiled at him relieved but still not entirely convinced, explaining “I’m off my meds” something that had Fade stifling a snort of laughter.

The sound of Enchantress’ voice calling out to them was strangely unnerving, despite speaking softly her voice not raised, each of them could hear her as clearly as if she was stood next to them.

“I’ve been waiting for you all night. Step out of the shadows I won’t bite”

Fade raised an eyebrow, did the witch seriously think anyone of them would fall for that, the next second biting back a yelp of surprise as Harley deemed it a perfectly reasonable request and trotted off towards her.

"Harley!” she hissed, lunging for her almost out of cover, but Digger wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her back, holding her against him as Lawton did the same to Harley.

She stopped struggling to get to her crazy friend settling for shooting her an aggravated look that just had Harley shrugging.

“Why are you here?” the witch continued undeterred “Because the soldier led you? and all for Waller. Why do you serve those who cage you? I Am your ally and I know what you want, exactly what you want”

Fade shook her head as a strange buzzing sounded in her ears her entire body prickling all over but not unpleasantly. Closing her eyes, she felt a warm breeze on her face the warmth of the sun on her skin, a feeling of peace in her soul with only the sound of the sea surrounding her. Confused she blinked, opening her eyes to see the endless expanse of the glittering blue ocean before her, leaning back and twisting she realised she was stood on the deck of a massive sailboat, completely alone. The quiet comforting rather than fear inducing as she’d been trained to expect, she leant into the feeling, turning back to the water, and gazing over the wide expanse with a deeply satisfied sigh.

The sound of bare feet padding across the wooden boards drew her attention, but she didn’t turn, a pair of strong arms wrapping around her from behind, warm lips caressing the skin of her neck “So where to next Darl?”

The familiar cadence of Digger’s accent broke her from the trance, shocked that he would appear in what she guessed to be her most deep-seated desire. Jerking forward as she awoke from the witches’ spell, Digger’s arm still caging her dragged her back, his face buried in her hair as he muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

Looking to the others they all seemed to be locked within the spell, dazed expressions across their faces only Diablo was fighting, his face screwed up against the onslaught. A pained shout ripped from him as his eyes snapped open “Can’t change what I did and neither can you!”

Breathing hard he looked around, seeing only Fade awake and staring at him, she could only guess what the shaking and angry man had been shown. Pointing at Digger and Katana he turned to Lawton, Rick and Harley “Wake them up”

Twisting in Digger’s strong grip she fisted her hands in his jacket the best she could do in the confined space, shaking him roughly “Wake up!” he didn’t react, continuing to murmur to himself. Fade felt almost guilty waking him, his expression was so peaceful she didn’t want to tear him away from whatever he was seeing, but that wasn’t something she could allow him right now.

Reaching up she gripped his chin harshly and shouted again, louder this time but still nothing. Frowning unsure what to try, a wicked thought stole across her tired brain, if this didn’t work nothing would.

“Oh my god Harley! Put your shirt back on and stop kissing Katana” she all but screamed in his face.  

Jerking awake so quickly it was almost comical Digger’s gaze cast wildly around, finally coming to rest on her upturned and grinning face. She expected a harsh rebuke or a furious complaint for tricking him, but he just gazed at her confusion clouding his eyes, hands bunching into the fabric of her jacket at her waist, seemingly unwilling to let her go.

“Digger?” She whispered gently, hand coming to rest over his chest, his heart beating wildly and erratically under her palm as he calmed slowly.

“You looked lovely in that dress” was his quiet response, Fade’s mouth falling open in surprise at his words “What dress?”

Her words and shocked expression seemed to clear the lingering traces of the spell from the man, shaking his head he let go of her abruptly, stepping back quickly and then around her. A pink tinge climbing his cheeks as he followed Diablo down the stairs into battle.

***

Groaning Fade sat up too quickly the tiles appearing to jump up and smack her in the face as she almost collapsed back down onto them. The last thing she remembered before everything went dark was being lifted up in the air, every nerve ending screaming her body taut and rigid feeling as though she was being ripped apart.

“Woah there love, steady now”

A familiar voice broke through the fog, warm hands propping her up against something just as warm but hard like the floor she was sat on.

“Feels like I got hit by a truck? What the fuck happened?” She muttered rubbing her face, peeling open her eyes and blinking rapidly up into Digger’s concerned face, confirming that she was leaning against his chest, propped up between his legs.

“She did something to ya darl. Stopped ya phasing or some shit, and then chucked you across the room” he explained, Fade nodding along it sounded familiar she just couldn’t remember it happening.

Looking slowly round Fade took in the darkened room, the earlier light show absent, chaos and devastation all around them “Did we win?” she murmured eyes straying to the panicked desperate witch surrounded by the others, Rick towering over her with her heart in his hand.

Moments later a devastated Rick crushed the heart he held in his hands falling to his knees and sobbing unashamedly, for the second time tonight Fade’s supposedly non-existent heart broke. She wanted to go to him, but her legs felt disconnected from her body, instead she leant into Diggers warm embrace, a single tear falling for her friend.

The man was surprisingly comforting though he’d had plenty of practise already this evening, making quiet shushing sounds to sooth her as she cried, she wasn’t sure why he was being so gentle with her but was too tired to question it.

A commotion by the steps drew their attention back to their fallen foe, only to see Rick rush forward with a surprised sob, pulling his lost love into his arms.

It took a moment for Fade to stop crying relief, making her tears fall even harder but it gave her enough time for her head to clear. Wondering how she had come to be tucked between Digger’s legs, in a far corner of the training station surrounded by debris, she frowned up into his tired face. “Did I land on you?” the only conclusion she could draw from their positioning.

“Sorta” he confirmed with a small wince rolling his shoulders, his aching joints cracking with the movement.

“What do you mean sorta?” she muttered still trying to make sense of what was going on

“He caught you babes” Harley announced, having bounced over to check on her now that June was once again up and about, lost love restored.

“You caught me?” Fade peered up into Digger’s face surprised.

Grabbing her friend under the arms Harley attempted to haul her to her feet, she was surprisingly strong, but Fade had to help her, pulling her shaking legs under her as Harley responded to her question matter of factly.

“Well, he cushioned your fall more than anything else, but otherwise I reckon you’d be splattered across the floor about now”

Standing upright on legs that still felt like jelly Fade raised an eyebrow at the Captain commenting “That was surprisingly selfless of you”

He barked out a laugh “What can I say sweetness I’m a nice guy”

“Yeah, I’m not buying it” Fade snorted a grin on her face as she held out a hand to help him up.

Miming an arrow to the heart he clutched at his chest “I’m wounded Darl”

“No, you’re not” she shook her head at him waving her hand in his face “Come on gimme your hand”

Reaching for her they were all surprised when Digger’s hand passed straight through hers.

Frowning Harley watched her for a moment as Fade stared at her own hands, watching herself fade in and out but without control.

“You ok babes you’re kinda flickering” she murmured taking a small step back from her, as though she was a bomb that might go off at any moment, instead holding a handout to help Digger clamber to his feet.

“Well, that’s irritating” she muttered still staring at her hands “Hope it goes away”

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Midway City: Some Kind of Suicide Squad

Inclusion of my OC Suzanna Walker AKA Fade into the Suicide Squad. She is a former colleague of Rick Flag, a childhood friend of Harley Quinn, a former member of the Joker's gang after his escape from Arkham and Harley’s transformation and now a member of the Task Force X team. She will also be getting up close and very personal with our favourite Aussie, Captain Boomerang.

Description

Follows the events of the 2016 movie after their bumpy arrival in Midway

Midway City Part 2 of 4

Warnings

I think every member of the Suicide Squad is a warning all by themselves but to be clear there will be violence, swearing, a complete lack of morals or ethics of any kind at times. Spoilers!

Word Count: 6354

After an exceptionally dramatic entrance to the city the group pulled themselves from the wreckage of the chopper miraculously unharmed, other than a few cuts and bruises, neither of the pilots had been as lucky.

Motioning them forward Rick barely gave anyone a second to process what had happened instead pressed them onto their target, there was a lot of ground to cover considering they’d landed much further away than intended.

Falling into step the task force was sandwiched firmly between Alpha and Bravo squad, despite the threat of the nanites Rick was taking no chances. He had every expectation of needing to use that deadly force sooner rather than later, expecting the whole lot of them to turn on him or run at the first opportunity presented.

Fade couldn’t help but wonder the same, while she’d been able to remove her device Waller and Rick knew damn well that threatening to pop Harley’s head would be just as effective. Despite having assured Rick, she still had his back, the way he was treating her suggested he didn’t exactly believe her or whatever was eating at him was affecting him more than she realised. If she was truly honest with herself, she wasn’t sure which way she’d go when it came down to it either. The man leading them was not the same man she’d known, without knowing why, it was difficult to trust him in return.

They were moving quickly but quietly through the abandoned streets, trying to make sense of what they were seeing. Rick had told them it was a terror attack, and they knew the city had been evacuated, but the stillness was chilling. Fade couldn’t help but wonder what the hell they were walking into when they turned a corner and discovered a downed but mostly intact troop carrier plane, its wings bent at strange angles in the middle of the street.

She stayed at Harley’s side, the foreboding air affecting even the blondes usually loud and exuberant personality, leaving her quiet and withdrawn.

Digger had been walking a short way in front of them by himself so when he sped up falling in line with Slipknot and leaning towards the man to talk quietly, Fade couldn’t help but wonder what he was up to. She struggled not to judge him for his choice of conversation partner, whatever they were talking about, she’d pretty much decided Digger was ok at this point but palling around with Slipknot was going to be a big red flag for her.

The two men slowed, Fade and the others walking past them as they crossed the road, a small frown on her face. Digger caught her eye shooting her a quick wink and a small smile that did nothing to assuage her suspicions.

As they entered the alley on the other side of the road, passing a downed fighter jet perched in the middle of the street as if it had always been there, a commotion broke out behind them.

Turning she watched as Digger and Slipknot pivoted flooring the soldiers nearest them with a roll of her eyes and a grunt of annoyance.

The soldiers at the head of the pack immediately converged on the rest of the task force, pointing guns in their faces, issuing orders to hold their position ensuring they didn’t take advantage of the sudden uproar.

The rear guard moved up to engage but Digger hadn’t apparently accounted for Katana’s presence, only managing to loose one boomerang from the depths of his jacket before she chased him down with her sword drawn.

Racing away from her with a comically terrified look on his face, she pinned him to the wall with her blade across his throat. Slipknot capitalised on the group’s distraction, firing one of his grappling hooks upwards flying up to land on the building above. Rick calling for the soldiers to hold their fire, the man didn’t make it to the next building before Rick denoted his nanite explosive. His body slammed into the neighbouring building before swinging back, a cautionary tale suspended between the buildings above them.

Fade couldn’t find it in her to be sorry, instead turning her attention back to Digger to see if Katana had slit his throat or not, surprised to see he’d surrendered remarkable quickly a look of disgust on his face as his eyes tracking Slipknots swinging body.

Rick was beyond pissed, his every movement screamed tension and fury as he rounded on the group as a whole, but his point had been made already no one else was going to make that mistake again this evening. Strolling away from the irate man Fade reached Digger as Katana released him in disgust when the criminal expressed an interest in her relationship status.

“So, you’ll just flirt with anyone? And here I thought I was special” She smirked at him, as Katana stalked away from them both refusing to even look at Fade.

Digger smirked at her slipping his weapon back into the depths of his coat and straightening it after the brief tussle, tugging his collar up around his neck.

“Well, ya don’ see me feelin anyone else up dya love?” he leered at her, falling into step at her side as Rick moved the group on.

Fade sniggered at the man shaking her head exasperatedly “So what was all that about anyway?”

“What dya mean?” he murmured looking at her with interest.

Fade raised an eyebrow at him “You seem like you might actually have your wits about you. I don’t buy that you seriously thought Flag would hesitate”

The man shrugged a glint in his eye as he answered “Nah but figured I’d check, getting rid of some dead weight in the process is just a bonus”

“What did Slipknot do to you?” Fade enquired intrigued, far as she was aware he’d only met the man an hour before.

“I done a lotta bad shit in me time” Digger sniffed, tucking his hands in his pockets, declaring quietly but forcefully “But I don’ hurt women… I mean not unless they ask nicely”  

Fade was surprised at his assertion, a thief and a violent one at that but with some morals, who would have thought.

Catching up with Harley and Lawton as they trooped after their fearless leader, the latter dropped back to fall in line with them “Nice try and all, but think we need to deal with the problem in a more constructive way”

Digger snorted “Yeah and how do we do that then?”

Lawton nodded towards Harley who was talking in hushed tones with Diablo and Croc “Craziness has a friend on the outside”

Fade frowned “Mr J by any chance?”

“Yeah, he’s on his way” Lawton nodded “Don’t know when or where, just be ready”

Digger nodded with a grin but Fade scoffed “You can’t rely on the Joker for help, he’s coming for Harley end of sentence. The rest of us are dead weight” She turned to Digger echoing his earlier words to impress her point on the man. He scowled at her but nodded, he’d never met the man but had heard stories, what Fade was saying seemed consistent.

“Harley said..” Lawton started but Fade shook her head at him “For all of Harley’s training sometimes she fails to see what’s right in front of her nose because she doesn’t want to. He’s only interested in what he wants and right now that’s Harley. Best not get in his way because he will not hesitate to cut through anyone, whatever she might say to the contrary”

“Weren’t you part of his gang?” Lawton asked confused “Surely he’d want you back too? Especially if you’re tight with Harley?”

That had Fade laughing out loud a grim look on her face as she responded, “Being tight with Harley is exactly why he wouldn’t want me around, how do you think I ended up in belle Reve in the first place? I wasn’t useful to him anymore so I was fucked I just didn’t see it quickly enough”

Rounding the next corner, they came to a halt behind Rick, eyeing a Jeep with a hole blasted clean through it leaving behind some sort of spikey black trial apprehensively. Whatever had done that was nothing any of them had ever seen before. GQ called over the radio that there were people up ahead, Rick responding and following up quickly. The task force following behind at a more measured pace, none of them eager to get into what the hell was going on in this city. Though Fade wouldn’t mind a little action, the evening having been quite dull other than the chopper crash and Rick blowing up Slipknots head as far as she was concerned.

Entering a somewhat wider than usual alley they paused behind a car, watching Rick talking to the other soldiers but making no attempt to participate, they were just there to do as they were told after all not offer opinions or suggestions.

Digger lent his arms on the roof of the car, Lawton to one side Fade on the other, Harley approaching and leaning an elbow on Lawton’s shoulder between the two men. Lawton was watching with interest as Bravo squad ducked out into a much smaller alleyway to their right.

“Ey I like these odds mate, you just say the word” Digger muttered to Lawton, Croc stopping next to Fade who raised an eyebrow at him and moved closer to the Aussie, still not entirely sure what to make of the giant reptile. He looked just as likely to take a bite out of her as look at her but if he noticed her movement he didn’t react.

Gently cuffing Digger upside the head with her hand to attract his attention Fade hissed quietly to him “Forgotten about the bomb in your neck already shithead?”

The man shrugged at her offhandedly, Harley’s voice attracting her attention as she tried to push Lawton into making a move. Fade moved to caution her but noted the man didn’t seem to be having any of it, telling her to hold that thought and brushing her off, heading over to talk to Rick. Relieved that at least someone was thinking sensibly Fade frowned at Harley, a far too innocent “What?” tumbling from her lips. Harley enjoyed playing the dumb blonde, but Fade knew her too well for that, shaking her head at her, the woman at least had the decency to crack a shifty smile knowing she’d been caught.

Fade watched Lawton walk away, his attention caught on something or someone at the end of the alley, squinting in the dim light she couldn’t make out much but a few dark shapes. Suddenly, the figures started running towards the group, strange yowling sounds issuing from them, as more appeared from around the corner they hadn’t known were there.

Alpha squad opened fire Lawton following suit, gunfire ripping through the darkness taking down the figures who just kept multiplying.

Glancing at one another the group of criminals weren’t sure what to do, should they join in, hang back or take advantage of the situation. The distinctive crack and hiss of a can being popped open attracted Fade’s attention. Amused she watched as Digger started another beer, ducking down behind the car slightly and edging away towards the alleyway Bravo team had headed down moments earlier. Harley unholstered her gun, her bat cradled over her shoulder but made no move to help, simply waiting and assessing the situation. Fade followed suit, unclipping her side arms, and thumbing off the safety catches, just in case.

They were saved from deciding when several of the creatures or whatever they were managed to slip past the soldiers, sprinting towards them with weapons raised.

Harley was the first one in, gunning several down with an accuracy that people never expected from her. Croc moved around the car they’d been leaning on and engaged, no need for weapons he just piled in with his fists using brute strength to bring the creatures down.

Fade lingered still behind the car keeping an eye on Harley, but the woman was more than holding her own. Diablo sighed and walked away removing himself from the fight, Digger having now entered the alleyway watching the action with his beer in hand.

Fade heard a stifled complaint from the Aussie looking round to see one of the creatures had jumped down from the roof above him, knocking the beer out of his protesting hand. Checking once more that Harley was doing ok not that she had any real doubt, she moved to help him as several more creatures disengaged from the pack running straight for him. His attention diverted as he engaged with the one that had spilled his beer with boomerangs in hand.

Raising her guns Fade picked of the ones nearest to her, their strangely bubbling black heads shattering with each hit. She wasn’t as pin precision accurate as Lawton, but she didn’t specialise as a sniper in her former life because she wasn’t a decent shot.

Continuing to pick the creatures off, she sidestepped towards the alleyway half an eye on Digger as he used his boomerangs to slice into the first creature before whirling to decapitate a second and third that had appeared behind him.

It was difficult to keep track of the others in the chaos that had erupted around them between the gunfire shattering the previously still night, creatures screams rending the air, Crocs roars and the unmistakable sound of a bat hitting its mark created a cacophony of sound that assaulted the senses.

Reaching the alleyway Fade side stepped Digger as he took out the fourth creature that had tried to pin him to the wall, the man aware of her presence but expertly moving around her as if they’d been working together all their lives. Taking aim Fade squeezed off round after round, dropping the half a dozen running towards them from the next street over with practised ease. There was no sign of Bravo team, but Fade couldn’t help but wonder if they seen the last of them considering the creatures were spilling ceaselessly from the direction they’d headed.

Abruptly the noise stopped as quickly as it had started, the silence descending around them once more. Checking the alleyway with her guns still raised a flash of pink on the floor by her boot caught and held Fade’s gaze.

Holstering one of her firearms she stooped to retrieve the small pink plush unicorn, shocked to discover that was what she’d seen disappearing into Digger’s Pocket earlier.

Checking once more that the alleyway was cleared, she turned back to the man in question with a confused look on her face. When he saw what was in her hand he murmured “Pinky” softly almost reverently, plucking the toy carefully from her hand and tucking it safely back into his coat furtively.

“I have so many questions” Fade muttered, the confusion and disbelief colouring her tone and written all over her face.

The man shrugged but she noted he couldn’t quite meet her eyes and despite the gloom there was a definite pink tinge to the man’s complexion. Snorting out a quick laugh she strode past him back to the others declaring “You know what? I don’t want to know”

The distinct sound of a bat hitting tarmac cut through the sudden silence, Fade making her way over to her friend and finding her pulping one of the fallen creatures into dust “What are these things anyway?” she murmured staring at the thing in distaste.

She wasn’t the only one with questions turning as she heard GQ’s raised voice “The brief said terrorists, you wanna start explaining this?”

“The man’s got a point Flag, what aren’t you telling us? Fade agreed readily, GQ only looking slightly uncomfortable that the criminal was agreeing with him.

Rick rounded on her at once “Oh look she speaks! So now you’re interested in why we’re here, not like you’ve been paying attention up until this point is it Fade”

Holding up her hands in mock surrender Fade wandered away, conceding that she didn’t really care and didn’t need the drama. Hopping up onto the boot of the nearest car she dropped back onto the window her arms under her head, ankles crossed letting the arguing wash over her without any further comment.

It didn’t take long for the posturing to begin Harley wandering away to hop up next to her with a roll of her eyes “Men!” Fade just nodding. Thankfully it was over quickly though Fade did find herself slightly more interested when Rick squared up to Digger, the man held his ground looking far more intimidating than she’d given him credit for. Rick was just starting to look slightly concerned when Croc stepped up to him with a growl the man walking away quickly with a scowl on his face. With a quick glare at them all he growled “Get moving” pausing only to make sure they were following his command before heading into the alleyway Fade and Digger had cleared earlier, no doubt heading after Bravo unit.

Hopping off the car Fade looped an arm around Harley’s shoulder, the pair of them prancing after the men with a silly giggle, finding what levity they could under the strange circumstances they found themselves mired in.

***

It took them less than ten minutes to reach their destination meeting no more opposition along the way, they even had time for Harley to do a little shopping which Rick was none too thrilled about. He was even less thrilled that Fade found it amusing, demanding to know what the hell was wrong with them all. After Harley had departed after the others and her prize Fade fell into step next to him muttering “What exactly were you expecting?” he didn’t respond merely glaring at her and striding away, Fade shrugging at Lawton when he shot her a questioning look.

Their destination turned out to be the John F Ostrander Federal Building, Fade didn’t know who that was and didn’t much care all she knew was it was a huge black and glass skyscraper and that they had to get right to the top in order to find HVT1, who was apparently cowering in a vault up there.

For a moment she allowed herself to wonder who it was that was up there, but it passed, it was surprising how much she couldn’t’ bring herself to give a damn about these days. Harley had told her back at Arkham, while she was still the doctor and Fade the patient, that it was a trauma response to everything that had happened to her. To cope with the loss of control she simply stopped caring, Fade couldn’t deny it was somewhat freeing and a lot less stressful whatever the reason.

It made it easier to deal with the constant pissing contest going on between Rick and Lawton that was for sure. When the latter charged in headlong to the building accidentally smashing the glass door as he did so, she could tell Rick was annoyed having to chase after him. If the man could just get out of his own head for more than thirty seconds, he might actually realise Lawton was helping him but he was just too busy hating on the guy.

Following the others into the lobby she loitered by the security desk as they checked the feeds, losing track of Harley for less than a minute when the tell-tale ding of the elevator rang out catching everyone’s attention. The Blonde rising skyward with a little wave that had Fade laughing even as they all scrambled for the stairs.

It was a testament to how sweet and endearing the crazy woman could be, that when she strolled out of the elevator having taken out half a dozen creatures with a sugary “Hey guys… Come on, let’s go” that the men simply rolled their eyes and followed after her, both impressed and concerned at the same time.

Used to the woman’s antics Fade could only chuckle at their dumbstruck faces, Lawton in particular was looking somewhat smitten, but he’d have to watch that. The Joker would rip his head of if he knew the man had made eyes at his woman.

Making their way through the abandoned office space a warning came over the comms about movement and the next second they were being set upon by those same creatures, raining through the ceiling tiles above them.

Splitting up they moved in all direction’s bullets flying in the confined space, Digger was at a distinct disadvantage needing space for his weapons to be the most effective, but Fade was impressed that he was just as competent with close combat despatching several creatures in quick succession.

He was lucky however that Fade was nearby when a creature came flying towards him with a knife drawn because in the sudden chaos, he hadn’t seen it. He turned just as the creature leapt, knife bearing down on the man’s heart, or at least where it should be, but Fade got there quicker.

Slapping a hand down onto his shoulder she phased the pair of them, Digger’s assailant crashing through him and into the office behind via the glass door. Removing her hand from the Aussie he resolidified with a somewhat horrified squawk, Fade turning and putting a bullet in the creature’s head before it could rise.

“What the fuck did ya do ta me?”  he shrieked eyes wide as he patted himself down as if concerned he might be missing vital parts of his anatomy.

Fade turned back to him with a grunt “I think you mean thank you” Before stalking away from him with her guns outstretched felling the creatures as she moved towards the other end of the office.

She heard Rick’s shout turning to see him disappear from view pulled to the floor as Lawton called out “They’re after Flag again”

“What do you mean again?” Fade hollered back confused, she probably ought to pay slightly more attention as it would seem she was missing vital information.

Lawton, Harley, Digger, Croc and Fade converged on the CO, Lawton shouting instructions to them as they protected him from the creatures.

Rick was shouting at them to let him go no doubt hating that the very criminals he was so disdainful of were saving his life yet again, if what Lawton had said was true.

Thankfully the experience wasn’t too emasculating for him as the majority of the creatures were dead or dying, Alpha team able to finish them off without any need for help from the task force. Which was just as well as the only one left to help them was Diablo and he was merely standing to one side watching, still refusing to engage.

That all changed when they reached the open area beyond the offices.

As they stepped out onto the walkways more of the creature appeared opposite and above them, raining gunfire down upon them the glass barriers doing little to protect them. Harley screamed, out of bullets she had no choice but to duck back into the office her hands over her head. Digger too hit the deck his weapons almost useless inside the building with no room to manoeuvre, leaving those with guns and ammunition to return fire.

“We have to pull back” Fade shouted at Rick, the man nodding and starting to push his team back into the office when Diablo stepped forward.

Fade knew his powers had something to do with fire, but she would never have expected to see it pour from his hands, racing towards the enemy and engulfing them. The heat from the flames was overwhelming the rest of them now cowering back onto the floor, cringing away from the extreme heat but it got the job done.

Once he pulled back, they dragged themselves off the floor most skirting round Diablo with shocked and horrified expressions, heading back into the office now the walkways were impassable, still aflame.

Harley of course launched herself at the man hugging him and depositing a swift kiss to his cheek, the woman was fearless. Though as Fade passed the man she felt no fear, his wrath hadn’t been directed towards them but outwards, the thought strangely comforting.  

They ended up in the service stairwell climbing the remaining thirty floors in relative silence, each of them out of breath and tired by the time they reached the top, from both the climb and the fight. They were only too happy to sink into the chairs in the open area outside the VIP room, while Rick fetched their target out into the open, Alpha squad heading up to the roof.

Fade watched Rick disappear through the locked door noticing how he suddenly appeared nervous with curiosity, whoever it was they were extracting she had a feeling it was going to be interesting.

Dropping down onto the sofa behind her, effectively stealing her seat, Digger patted his lap invitingly, with a snort she curled herself into his chest uncaring what anyone else thought, dog tired and in need of some human contact.

If he was surprised by her acquiescence Digger didn’t show it, simply curling an arm around her back and hugging her to him his thumb rubbing gentle soothing circles onto the exposed skin at her waist her jacket and undershirt having ridden up slightly.

Fade stifled a yawn and snuggled deeper into his loose embrace, one hand coming up to wrap around his shoulder her face nuzzling into his neck, the man almost purring in response but covering it with a small cough that made her chuckle dryly.

She could smell the sweat and grime from the evening’s exertions clinging to his skin, but it was undercut with some unknown brand of musky cologne he was wearing, the lingering smell of beer and the undeniable scent of Digger himself, she was surprised to find it wasn’t at all unappealing.

She was so comfortable in fact that Fade’s eyelids were starting to droop when Rick re-entered the room proceeded by Lawton, who’d chased the man into the room impatiently. Digger started when Waller entered the room behind them, Fade snapping her head up and climbing off his lap fully awake and alert at the sight of her.

If anyone was in any doubt of the moral standing of the members of task force X after today’s events the arrival of Waller in their midst would have immediately reminded anyone why they were considered the bad guys. The group could not have looked more unfriendly and intimidating if they tried, moving as one towards their jailor like an angry snake poised to strike.

Rick was looking very uneasy at the sudden shift unaware that until this point, he’d been seeing the friendly side of the criminals, Katana’s hand falling to her sword at once. The only person that didn’t look concerned was Waller. Surrounded by a bunch of people who wanted you dead would intimidate most people, but this was her way of life and she never backed down from a fight.  

Seeking to diffuse the tension Rick spoke up “Let’s go home” Fade almost pitied him, what a thoughtless thing to say to a group who were to be sent back to prison with only a few years lopped off their sentences.

Digger took immediate issue with his words talking softly but with a dangerous edge to his voice Fade hadn’t heard as yet, the tone sending a thrill of fear through her.

“Yeah, let’s go home that sounds good, you guys want to go home? Hmmm? Or do you want to go back to prison” he looked at the others his entire being radiating danger.

Harley eyed the woman in front of her declared menacingly “I’m not going back to prison”

“All I’m saying here is that we kill the pair of them before they kill us” Digger continued conversationally, Katana making to push past Waller at casually delivered threat but the woman held her back with a whispered “I got this”

Raising her hand to display the app that donates the bombs in their necks Waller waved it at them taunting them “You all made it this far, don’t go getting high spirited on me and ruining a good thing”

If looks could have killed the woman would have been six feet under, taking the win she barged past Croc making her way to the door to the roof, stopping short when Fade stepped into her path arms crossed over her chest staring her down. The women stared at each other tensely for a moment, Waller knew her nanite was out, the woman was counting on her not wanting to see Harley’s head pop. Her eyes darted sideways to Digger a calculated look on her face, Fade tracking the movement. Waller had noticed Fade cosily wrapped around Digger as she exited the vault, she suspected she could use him as leverage too. Rick coughed drawing Fade’s attention away from Waller her eyes flickering up to his, he said nothing, but his eyes were pleading with her. For the first time this evening she could see the man she used to know, the man that came to Belle Reve to recruit her into this nightmare, even arranging a new bed for her.

Silently he reminded her of the promise she made to have his back, and in that moment, she realised there were still things, still people she cared about. Rick being one, Harley another and maybe Digger and the others, newly acquainted as they were these situations had a way of bonding people together. Holding his gaze her jaw clenched tightly, she stepped sideways allowing the woman to pass without further impediment or comment.

The group followed Waller up the stairs a tense silence overcoming them, Fade wasn’t sure what had been said in the secure vault between Lawton and Rick, but the soldier looked rattled and the assassin disappointed. It was an interesting turnaround that no one would have predicted, though considering the two men had been circling one another all evening watching the other closely, they were almost bound to catch themselves out at some point.

The chopper was already hovering when they exited onto the roof, wind whipping violently around them, the roar of the rotors deafening, but it was just possible to hear Alpha teams repeated attempts to hail the vehicle, each going unanswered.

Anxiety bloomed deep in Fade’s gut, something wasn’t right, looking over to Rick she saw the same concern mirror on his face their eyes locking moments before he muttered “Our birds been jacked” as if confirming her thoughts.

Reaching hastily for his gun he screamed over the din “Light it up!”

Alpha team reacted instinctually opening fire, but they weren’t prepared for the automatic machine gun mounted on the back of the chopper. Scattering they leapt for cover, the task force hunkering down behind some metal ducts on the floor, as the soldiers continued to return fire.

The sound of the guns was thunderous, but even over the racket a single sound sliced through the air, a shudder cutting through Fade like a knife at the familiar yet terrifying manic cackling laugh of the Joker. It made every hair on her neck stand on end as she shuddered, eyes drawn to Harley who heard it too, pure joy lighting up her face, he’d come for her. Fade saw Lawton shaking his head trying to get her down, but Harley could only think of getting to him. Standing she stepped out, the covering gunfire arching widely creating a clear pathway for Harley to traverse.

“Harley don’t!” Fade called breaking through to her friend who rushed to her “Come on, he’s come for us” pulling her out into the centre of the roof.

Joker’s feverish joy at the sight of his queen dimmed when he saw Fade with her, a cruel nasty look flashing across his face that Harley missed.

“Not me Harley, he’s here for you” Fade informed her with a shake of her head.

“What?” Harley shrieked over the noise confused “No of course for you too, you’re with us. Come on”

She tried to tug her along with her, but Fade dug her heels in pulling her hand from Harley’s, still shaking her head, eyes locked on the Joker.

Frustrated the Blonde rounded on her “Come on we have to go! I know you think he’s mad with you, but he’ll forgive you, I know he will. He’ll do it for me”

Fade laughed mirthlessly at the comment “I’ve not done anything to be forgiven for, I never betrayed him, he betrayed me”

Harley dismissed the notion completely “He wouldn’t do that you must have made a mistake”

Fade grabbed her friends’ hands beseeching her to listen to her even if she couldn’t believe it “He set me up. If you think it all the way through, you know it’s true!”

“No!” Harley shouted, eyes tearing momentarily before recovering herself and ripping her hands away “This is your last chance, we’ve got to go!”

Fade nodded sadly stepping back from her “Then go”

Harley’s face broke, torn between her friend and her love, turning towards the chopped Joker motioned for her to come to him. Unconsciously she leaned towards him, taking one step and then two like a moth drawn to a flame. Dropping down besides Lawton with a defeated broken sigh Fade chose not to watch her climb the steps or run towards the ledge, taking a flying leap onto the rope dangling from the chopper.

“Why didn’t you stop her?” Lawton asked her, but she could see in his face he already knew the answer.

Fade just laughed without humour “Speaks a man that’s never tried to stop Harley from doing exactly what she wants”

The gunfire stopped as the chopper rose freeing them from their hiding places, allowing them to stand turning as one to watch Harley cavorting on the rope. Laughing and waving to them from the rope she clung to, dangling fearlessly, high above the city a flaming building at her back, it was almost poetic.

Fade was disappointed, but not surprised that the woman had left them, at least she knew she was safe now Joker would see to that at least. Though safe was not a word usually associated with the clown prince of Gotham she knew he wouldn’t hurt Harley, he couldn’t. Fade recognised where many didn’t that Harley was the one with the power in their relationship, even if she couldn’t see it herself. The man had said it himself surrender becomes power and Harley had surrendered to him heart mind, body and soul.

Waller strode forward furious that Harley had managed to disarm her explosive and escape, calling for Deadshot she demanded he kill her immediately.

Fade looked round alarmed but he shook his head “She ain’t do shit to me”

Gritting her teeth Waller insisted she had a contract for him offering him the one thing he wouldn’t be able to refuse his freedom.

When Lawton paused considering her offer Fade shoved past him stepping towards Waller with a snarl “Over my dead body”

Waller unholstered her gun, aiming it directly at Fade’s forehead “That can be arranged” but the criminal just laughed stepping forward until the barrel was pressed against her flesh “Bullets don’t work on me remember”

Waller smiled the action strangely chilling “We’ve been developing neurotoxin laced bullets designed to kill not just incapacitate. Are you sure you want to test me? A Bullet to the brain is a messy way to die”

Eyes widening in horror Fade raised her eyes to Rick, the man having the decency to look ashamed but nodded, confirming the bullet were real. She knew Waller well enough to know the woman never bluffed and would go to any lengths to get what she wanted however extreme, so she was left with only two options. Either she died trying to protect her friend and then Harley would die anyway, or she stepped to one side saved herself and still Harley died, however this played out there was nothing she could do to prevent Harley’s death. Turning to Lawton she begged him silently not to do this, but he didn’t even hesitate nodding to Waller and striding across the roof.

Rick stepped forward to pull Fade away from Waller, pushing her back to the rest of the group, Digger reaching out to pull her behind him with a venomous glare directed at the soldier.

Unable to watch Fade dropped her head into her hands, flinching when the sound of a single shot rang out.

It was only when she heard Lawton say “I missed” that she turned around, the man walking towards her. Throwing her arms around him she whispered “Thank you” into his ear, a jerk of his head as he nodded the only response she received. That missed shot had cost him dearly, but he knew making that shot would have cost him everything.

The moment of relief was short lived, Fade should have known it wouldn’t have been that easy. Waller wasted no time in calling over the radio for the hijacked bird to brought down, five minutes later an affirmative response echoed across the roof, the callous announcement following that the joker and Harley Quinn were no more, bringing Fade to her knees.

The men watched her with watery eyes as she clutched the grating in front of her, there was nothing they could do for Harley now. Rick watched her hands twitching to comfort her as they had earlier, more affected by what had just transpired than he’d expected. Still, he walked away from his old friend, leaving the criminals that disgusted him so much to offer the comfort he could not, even as Katana lingered by her side a single hand squeezing her shoulder tightly.

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Amanda Waller’s Top Secret dossier on Suzanna Walker AKA Fade my OC for my Suicide Fic.

If anyone else is interested here’s the link to the pages created for the movie that i duplicated to make mine

https://dcextendeduniverse.fandom.com/wiki/Amanda_Waller%27s_top_secret_file

#suicide squad #suicide squad fanfiction #suicide squad imagine #captain boomerang #deadshot #killer croc #el diablo #slipknot #harley quinn #george harkness #digger harkness #floyd lawton #waylon jones #chato santana #christopher weiss #harleen quinzel

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Midway City: Welcome to The Party

Inclusion of my OC Suzanna Walker AKA Fade into the Suicide Squad. She is a former colleague of Rick Flag, a childhood friend of Harley Quinn, a former member of the Joker's gang after his escape from Arkham and Harley’s transformation and now a member of the Task Force X team. She will also be getting up close and very personal with our favourite Aussie, Captain Boomerang.

Description

Follows the recruitment and formation of Task Force X ahead of the 2016 movie

Midway City Part 1 of 4

Warnings

I think every member of the Suicide Squad is a warning all by themselves but to be clear there will be violence, swearing, a complete lack of morals or ethics of any kind at times. Spoilers!

Word Count: 6368

Blinking slowly against the dazzling light Fade lifted a single hand to shield her eyes from the onslaught. A small groan leaving her throat morphing to a small sound of surprise when she realised, she was free of her restraints. Raising the other hand before her, she squinted at her reddened wrists flexing her aching joints with a deep sigh.

Dropping her hands to the cot she was lying on, she stiffly levered herself into a sitting position, swinging both legs to the floor. Dropping her head downwards and breathing deeply against the wave of nausea that washed over her as the room swam alarmingly. Swallowing thickly, she coughed her mouth sandpaper dry, the all too familiar side effects of the neurotoxin they always kept swimming through her veins.

At the thought of the neurotoxin, she frowned down at her hands resting on her knees, the absence of the IV drip noticeable replaced with a livid dark purple bruise adorning the back of her hand. Experimentally she flexed one hand, lifting if from her leg and concentrating as hard as her foggy brain would allow. It faded turning transparent but barely, resolidifying moments later, a pained wince ripped from her with the action.

“Did you know you kinda… glow… when you do that?”

Fade groaned pained for another reason, not even needing to look up to place the voice of her former commanding officer “I’m told I go slightly blue, especially my eyes” Fade murmured with a small nod “I’d say it’s good to see you Flag but well…” she trailed off, raising her thumping head at last to eye the man from across her cell. The very picture of ease, he was leaning against the bare concrete wall next to the rusted metal door, watching her with less apprehension than she would have expected, but she knew his poker face well, and his tells.

“No need to look so worried” Fade muttered “I don’t bite… well not unless you ask me to” She snickered, enjoying needling the man, watching that muscle in his cheek twitch at her words.

“What happened to you?” Rick asked at last sliding down the wall onto his haunches back until they were eye to eye.

Fade snorted “Classic good girl gone bad story”

Rick shook his head “Seems like there’s more to it than that” he motioned to her hand now fading in and out with every flex of her fingers as they spoke, the unconscious action becoming less painful every time.

Fade chuckled mirthlessly “Once a murdered always a murderer, right?” The muscle in his cheek twitched once more as he clenched his jaw against the memory. Fade took no joy from reminding him he after all he had been the only one to defend her, shrugging she brushed past it “Honestly it’s a long story, how long you got?”

Rick stood Fade’s amused gaze tracking his movements responding “Not long” with an impatient shake of his head.

Cocking her head to one side she smiled up at him “So what are you here for? Can’t imagine they’d let you wake me up to catch up on old times… they don’t like it when I’m awake” she finished darkly, eyes darting to the open section of the cell door where the guards in full riot gear were watching her closely.

“We’ve got a proposition for you, one that will allow you to remain awake… if you cooperate” Rick muttered, side eyeing the same guards who hastily stepped back from the door.

Fade eyed the man curiously “Who’s we?”

Rick’s jaw clenched once more muttering only one word “Waller”

Rising to her feet Fade snarled “You want me to tell you where you can shove your deal? or can you figure it out for yourself”

To his credit Rick didn’t flinch but then he knew Fade when she was still called Suzanna Walker and a member of his unit. He knew what she’d become in the years since he’d seen her, despite his questions, but he refused to believe she’d changed so much in the last few years that she’d hurt him. The Guards weren’t as convinced however, they could be heard reacting to her outburst, weapons being raised, fighting positions adopted, as if that would help them.

“I see you’ve been making friends since you’ve been here” He jerked his head towards the door, Fade grinned darkly, her mood shifting mercurially “They weren’t being very gentlemanly”

Rick smirked at that, having seen first-hand how she reacted to what she termed ungentlemanlike behaviour before her accident, he could only imagine how much worse it would be now.

“Look…” He started, stepping forward towards her but stopping short of actually touching her as a warning flashed in her eyes, echoed by murmurs from the guards outside the door watching them. “Forget Waller, trust me” he nodded firmly, watching the indecision cloud her eyes momentarily.

They stood in silence as Fade weighed her options finally nodding, recognising that Rick had never given her any reason to distrust him “So what is this deal then?” She asked dropping back down onto her bed tiredly.

Dropping down next to her onto the cot with a heavy thump Rick grimaced slightly, even for a soldier used to sleeping anywhere he could, her cot was damned uncomfortable.

“We’re putting together a task force, if you agree to join you’ll get time off your sentence for successful missions and I’ll see to it that they keep you awake…” he paused as she smirked dangerously in response to his words adding “As long as you behave”

Fade pouted “You used to be more fun Flag”

Rick chuckled at her words “I’m not sure I’d go so far as to call any of our previous missions’ fun. But I always felt better with you there, knowing you had my back; you still have my back right?”

Glancing sideways Fade nodded once “Some things never change. I’m in, what else have I got to do” she waved her once again solid hand airily around her dank cell to punctuate her point.

Rick nodded “Very true, hold tight I’d lay odds we’ll be back sooner than I think any of us would like” standing he moved to the door pushing opening the rusty metal with an ominous creak and pausing on the threshold as she spoke “I’ll be here” she sang out, waving serenely from her bed, settling back against the cold wall, and pulling one knee up to her chest.

***

Rick was proved right when less than a month later the task force was mobilised, the guards opening Fade’s cell door with anxious looks upon their face’s. She’d behaved as promised, for the most part, but hadn’t been able to resist playing a few harmless pranks on the guards. Her favourite had been to phase and walk out of her cell when they least expected it. At first, they’d panicked scrambling away from her unable to use the only weapon they had that was effective against her. Rick had strictly forbidden the use of the neurotoxin darts against her as it took days for it to fully leave her system and they needed her ready to go at all times, not hindered because a guard couldn’t hold their nerve. This left the prison staff very unnerved to begin with as they had no way of stopping her from doing anything she pleased, it had therefore necessitated that many of them had to start being nicer to her. To both their shock and relief, whatever Colonel Flag had said to her seemed to be stopping her from hurting anyone or just walking through the outer walls. So far, she hadn’t even attempted to leave her cell block, a slow tense truce settling between her and the guards.

With a smirk Fade stood from her new cot, a gift she suspected Rick had arranged as it had arrived the day after he left. Striding towards the open door she shot the nearest guard a swift wink as she exited the man coughing nervously. Usually when Bell Reve prisoners were transported, they were strapped to a chair and wheeled around like an invalid, but there would be little point when she was awake and fully in command of her powers. Thankfully for them they had already recognised it was pointless without needing a demonstration, so they simply pointed her down the corridor wordlessly. They nonetheless surrounded her unnecessarily, escorting her with raised weapons containing nothing more than standard bullets. The concept amusing to her as they marched further into the prison, down several corridors finally exiting into a wider area Fade knew would lead to the outside. They paused as another pack of guards passed them; a blonde woman strapped down but cackling loudly as they pushed her past the doorway.

“Harley?” Fade called out at once, shocked to see her old friend, having had no idea she was even at Belle Reve.

“Zuzu?” Harley shrieked back, attempting to twist in her seat to look at her friend but held firmly in place by her restraints as she was propelled down the corridor without pause.

“How did you end up here?” Fade called out, barely sparing a glance for the guard that pushed her through the doorway though it was enough for him to hastily step back.

“Damn Bat ruined date night” Harley trilled back irritably.

Fade chuckled, trust Harley to be less concerned about being in prison than the fact that Batman had ruined date night with Mr J. The thought of the Joker left a sour taste in her mouth, it might have been the Bat that caught her, but it was because Joker had hung her out to dry in the first place.

***

“Zuzu!” Fade giggled as the blonde bombshell leapt at her, tackling her to the ground with her exuberant affection almost the second she was released from her restraints.

“Alright that’s enough of that” Rick called out.

Striding forward with a roll of his eyes, hand twitching like he wanted to help Fade up, even as Harley scrambled up and returned to her spot in line. Giddy with excitement she grinned and waved at the soldiers and various military personal surrounding them none of them looking pleased to see their little group.

While Rick resisted the urge to help a tall lean dark-skinned man clad in an orange jumpsuit reached past him with a hand outstretched, helping haul her to her feet muttering quietly “You two know each other?”

Resuming her vertical position Fade eyed Rick as he rapidly stepped back averting his eyes from her, curious glances and raised eyebrows being exchanged between the rest of his squad.

Fade grinned at the man that had helped her noting his eyes and the intelligence lurking there as they darted to Rick and then back to her with his question “We all got a past sweetheart” She responded simply.

“Oh, me and Zuzu go waaay back don’t we hon” Harley called out, having both overheard and misunderstood the man’s question, but he didn’t react beyond raising an eyebrow at the two women, letting it go without comment.

“Name’s Lawton” he intoned, holding his hand out to her again, Fade nodded grasping his hand firmly “Fade”  

The man frowned slightly “Why she calling you Zuzu then?”

Fade shrugged “In a past life I was Suzanna Walker, but it’s just Fade now”

“Why Fade?” he asked but she just laughed “You’ll see”

Turning their attention back to Harley they both smirked as she called to the group at large “Hi Boys, Harley Quinn, how do you do?” Fade chuckling at her antics, she’d known Harley long before she became the Joker’s queen, she was more high energy these days, but she’d always been a little off, he just somehow made it worse.

“What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?” Lawton laughed at that one, though no one else did. Fade was watching the military personal curiously for their reaction, which so far was broadly extreme disgust as they glared down the uncaring criminals in their midst.

“Sorry. The voices” Harley continued to perform, wide grin on her face turning to Lawton and Fade “I’m kidding geez! That’s not what they really said” Fade laughed loudly, only stopping when she caught sight of Rick’s irritated face. Something was off with him, she doubted he was happy babysitting a bunch of crazy Metahuman freaks but there was something more. A tension that radiated from him she hadn’t seen before, and they’d been to hell and back together more than once. Frowning at him she shot him a questioning look, but he merely shook his head fractionally, all but confirming her theory but clearly communicating now wasn’t the time.

A chopper had arrived behind them drawing Rick’s attention, with an impatient grunt he strode past the assembled group to deal with the new arrival.

Fade on the other hand was now staring curiously at the reptile man on her other side, Lawton moving to greet the remaining member of their group, a heavily tattooed man who so far had remained silent.

“What do we got here?” Rick called as an oversized duffel bag was dumped unceremoniously on the floor, attracting the groups attention as it moved.

One of the men that had dropped the sack laughed as Flag pulled a knife and used it to slice open the bag “12 pounds of shit in a 10-pound sack”

“Welcome to the party, Captain Boomerang” Flag quipped, the other soldier laughing as the man struggled to extricate himself from the bag. He lived to regret it when the burly man in question finally leapt to his feet and decked him, laying him out cold with one punch.

Fade snorted in amusement as Rick jumped forward with another of the soldiers, the two of them having to work together to subdue the man, the former pinning him to the vehicle behind them with a strong arm across his throat. All aggression wiped from the newcomer’s face in an instant as he held his hands up in surrender, a nasal Australian wheeze bursting from him “Ey Ey Ey, what’s goin on ere? Hey, one minute I’m playing Mahjong with me Nanna… Then this red streak hits me outta nowhere”

“Shut up!” Rick shouted irritably “You were caught robbing a diamond exchange”

“I woz not” the Australian whined, highly affronted.

Coughing to cover her laughter Fade decided not to push Rick any further the man already looking like he was on the edge, but the muffled sound caught the Aussie’s attention eyes flickering to her at the noise. Then just as deliberately raking up and down her body, hidden though it was behind the decidedly unflattering orange jumpsuit. Fade raised an eyebrow at his complete lack of shame with an accompanying shake of her head even as he grinned at her.

Letting the man go Rick returned to his unit muttering to himself, the beefcake trailing in his wake making a beeline right for her. With an outstretched hand he smiled widely at her, gold tooth glinting, in what was clearly supposed to be friendly way, but it just came off as arrogant “Digger Harkness sweetness, but you can call me Captain”

Lawton rolled his eyes, but Fade laughed, a cheerful grin on her face, despite his cocky attitude she couldn’t help but warm to the man. He seemed like he’d be entertaining at the very least as they descended into whatever hell Waller had planned for them.

“Fade” she responded, taking his hand, and laughing once more as he raised it to his lips depositing a swift kiss on the back of her hand even as he leered at her.

“Harley Quinn, nice ta meet ya” Harley bounced over attracting his attention, Fade noting how he leered at her too apparently, he was an equal opportunity type of lech. She couldn’t help but notice, with some amusement, the way his lingering gaze kept wavering to herself even after the bubbly blonde bounced over.

Her attention diverted by the arrival of a black SUV from the opposite direction to the chopper that had brought Digger, Fade watched at the last member of the group alighted from the vehicle a disdainful look upon his sour face. Rick declared him to be Slipknot the man that could climb anything, looking disgruntled but unsurprised that the first thing the man did was floor the woman holding open the door with a punch to the face. His justification was announced to be that she had a mouth, something that left Fade snarling at him though the others did little more than wince with the notable exception of Harley who started cackling loudly.

“What the hell Flag” Fade growled, echoing the earlier complaints of his squad as they’d arrived, even as she attempted to kill the man with her stare alone.

“Calm it Fade” Rick sneered the last word, reminding her they weren’t on the same team anymore.

Shooting him a nasty look sideways she fell back into line with the criminals with a terse but exaggerated “Yes Sir”

Making sure she stood as far away from slipknot as she could she wedged herself in between Harley and Digger, the latter eyeing her curiously as she glared venomously at the newest arrival.

Rick didn’t react to her jab beyond clenching his jaw, instead addressing the group as a whole “Listen Up! In your necks… the injection you got, it’s a nanite explosive” this pronouncement had all of them scratching at their necks except for Fade who merely raised an eyebrow “It’s the size of a rice grain but it’s powerful as a hand grenade. You disobey me, you die. You try to escape, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me, and guess what? You die”

“I’m known to be quite vexing. I’m just forewarning you” Harley called out, waving a hand at Rick and making Fade laugh again. It was amazing how much she was finding funny today, despite being sent to her death.

What she didn’t find amusing at all was Rick’s barked and harsh response “Lady, Shut up!” Harley falling silent at once with a geez what’s his problem look to Fade. With a pointed look at Rick, she stepped forward phasing in and out quickly as she did so, the small metal explosive that had been buried of the meat of her neck hitting the ground with a quiet metallic tinkle that drew everyone’s attention.

Stooping Fade picked it up and held it out to Rick in the palm of her hand, eyebrow raised “What was that you were saying?”

Rick sighed aggravatedly, motioning to one of the support squad to take it from her without comment, the rest of the task force eyeing her appreciatively while Harley barely attempted to stifled her gleeful giggles.

Fade smirked but noted the way Rick gripped his side arm a little tighter, tapping his finger on the weapon, telling her without words that he was prepared with the neurotoxin bullets the Bat had brought her down with, she’d expected nothing less.

Rick continued to talk, Lawton in particular seemed to be sizing the man up, but dick measuring didn’t interest Fade, so she found herself zoning out. Stifling a yawn, she let the details of the mission go over her head, uncaring of how they intended to kill them and just wanting to get on with it.

Realising Digger was still staring at her intermittently she allowed herself to study him closer. The man was built solidly though clearly more muscle than anything else, if his tanned exposed arms protruding from his black tank top were anything to go by. She couldn’t help but think the mutton chops was a strange style choice, but they didn’t look terrible on him. It helped offset the fact that when he wasn’t smiling, he had a tough looking face.

His eyes were icy blue, but they sparkled with warmth and amusement as he turned and caught her staring with a look of blatant appreciation on her face “Like what you see Darl?” he cooed, blowing her a kiss as she smirked in response. It took a squeal of joy from Harley to alert her to the arrival of their gear. Fade couldn’t help but laugh as Harley skipped to her trunk, popping it open and clapping her hands together like an excited child at the contents, which were decided not child friendly.

Stripping out of her jumpsuit unashamedly, Harley instantly captured every male gaze in the vicinity allowing Fade to undress next to her with no unwanted attention on her, except for Digger’s continually lingering gaze.

The night she’d been caught she’d been out, up to no good on behalf of the Joker, all dressed in black attempting to go unnoticed. Her usual uniform of skinny jeans, knee high boots and black hoodie combo but upon inspection of the contents of the trunk Fade was confused to find them missing. A frown crossed her face as she assumed they’d provided her with someone else’s gear by mistake.

Reaching into the container she pulled out a dark grey almost black tactical jacket, an all too familiar union jacket patch on the arm that left her snarling “What the fuck Flag! This isn’t my gear”

Striding over to her with an impassive expression on his face he peered into the trunk and then offered her a shrug “Sure it is”

“Not for a long time and you know that! So where’s my damn gear?” She hissed incensed, uncaring that she was now drawing more attention to herself in her semi undressed state.

“The clothes and gear you had on you the night you were taken were used as evidence in your trial. If you remember they were covered with your victim’s blood” Rick stated calmly though his clenched jaw betrayed his agitated state.

Continuing to glare at him Fade folded her arms across her chest, not wanting to be reminded of the bogus charge that had put her behind bars, she might not be an angel, but she was no murderer, at least not this time.

“What about the stuff I had at my apartment surely that was all confiscated, I want that!”

“Your apartment burned down hon!” Harley called out, Fade’s head snapping round at the sound of her voice “What?”

Harley shrugged “Mr J don’t like it when people betray him you know that”

“I never! You know that’s not what happened” Fade shrieked, Harley offering a sympathetic but unconvinced shrug as she returned to her own trunk.

“Looks like it’s this or your orange jumpsuit” Rick snarked “Unless you’d prefer to go in naked?”

Fade glared at him “Don’t tempt me”

“I vote naked sweetheart, something nice to look at would be a bonus” Digger leered, a grin on his face his gold tooth flashing in the sun.

Rolling her eyes, she flipped him off to his general amusement and reached back into the trunk, as much as she didn’t want to be wearing her old special forces gear it was apparently her only option.

Yanking her old combats up over her hips, she added her combat boots and topped it off with a worn but soft dark grey undershirt that stretched down over her hands, thumbs hooking easily through the provided holes. Reaching for the tactical jacket she’d dropped in disgust earlier, she paused only to rip the patch from the arm before shrugging into it. Throwing the offending item over her shoulder as she zipped it shut, that was an affiliation she no longer held, her old country having long since washed their hands of her along with her adoptive country.

It was only when she snapped her thigh holsters into place and added her old but well-loved twin pistols that she started feeling a little better about the situation. Being armed to the teeth seemed to have that effect on her, so it was with a deep satisfied sigh that she secreted her various knifes and spare ammunition about her person.

Finally on locating a stay hair tie from her many pockets she twisted her long dirty blonde mane up and into low bun securing it at the base of her neck and declared herself ready for whatever was coming.

A quiet “What?” leaving Harley’s lips caught her attention, Fade snorting at the assembled men who started and scampered away, ashamed at being caught watching the blonde dressing, not that she could really blame them.

Fade sighed “Really?” Harley’s head popping back up from her trunk a question on her face in response.

Shaking her head exasperatedly she just chuckled at her friend’s choice of sequined hotpants, fishnets and high heeled boots to head into danger. Even more so that the woman had taken the time to fix her hair into pigtails, spray colour on the ends and apply a full face of makeup.

Straightening with her bat in hand Harley grinned devilishly at her “At least take your gun too” Fade muttered, motioning to the just visible gold and black firearm glinting from beneath one of Harley’s many inappropriate outfits. Harley nodded rapidly and disappeared into her trunk once more, bat hitting the ground with a wooden rattle as she rummaged for her forgotten weapon.

Looking round she found the Aussie quickly hiding something pink and fluffy in the depths of his grimy dark grey leather trench coat, a single finger on his lips at her enquiring gaze when he looked up.

“Captain Boomerang huh?” She asked indicating the metal items in his hands that he was rapidly tucking into every crevice of his battered leather trenchcoat “How good are you with those things?”

Standing Digger slotted the last one into the lining of his coat with a grin “I never miss my target sweetness”

Fade pursed her lips to keep from laughing, she doubted they were talking about his prowess with the odd choice of weapon any longer.

Now that the group was back in their usual attire Fade noticed how the men seemed to be sizing one another up, Digger prowling around paying close attention to the others Fade watching him with narrowed eyes. So far, he’d come across as a bit of a goon but now she was beginning to think he might be more intelligent than she gave him credit for.

The group minus Slipknot, who hung back to one side no apparent interest in the others, gathered around Harley as she continued to play with the contents of her trunk, torn whether to take her mallet or bat into battle. The men were talking but Fade had no interest continuing to ignore them just watching Harley with an amused expression on her face until Diggers voice broke through. Something about his voice just capturing her attention when he turned to Diablo asking, “What’s that crap on ya face, does it wash off?”

Croc chuckled darkly as Fade snorted, turning to look at the Aussie who looked vaguely pleased to have gotten a laugh out of her winking at her again, he was clearly a rogue but a charming one at least.

Looking back to Harley who was still playing with the mallet Fade shook her head at her, taking the weapon out of her hand and thrusting her bat at her instead. The blonde grinned at her and nodded decisively, Fade couldn’t’ help but wish she could talk her out of her other bad decisions this easily.

Rick marched up to them holding up a tablet emblazoned with the ARGUS logo “Behold the voice of god”

Fade snarled when Waller appeared on the screen, she doubted the woman even knew who she was really, but to Fade she was the one that volunteered her for the STARS lab project that resulted in her current state. It’s true she couldn’t blame the woman for the nuclear meltdown, as it turns out that was Mr J’s fault after his attempt to steal the reactor materials was thwarted by the Bat. But if it wasn’t for Waller she wouldn’t have been there when it blew.

Ignoring the woman, she crossed her arms and sighed impatiently, she’d never been one for standing around doing nothing but these days she felt like a live wire, her skin practically crackling with energy.

It took Rick shouldering past Lawton and Digger, who in turn knocked into Fade to drag her attention back to her surroundings with a jerk. Glancing around slightly wildly as if startled she gaped when she realised Digger now had a beer can in his hand “Where did you get that?” she asked incredulously, scanning their surroundings for the bar she’d clearly missed.

Offering her a cocky smile he rummaged in one of the many pockets of his grimy trench coat, producing another can and holding it out to her. Grinning in return she accepted the surprisingly cold can and snapped it open, downing half the can in one go “Good on ya girl!” Digger trilled in approval.

“Alpha, Bravo team, mount up” Rick roared over the sound of the oversized Chinook helicopters landing nearby.

Making no attempt to move quickly, the assembled team dubbed the suicide squad by Lawton followed Rick and the support teams to the tarmac.

With a wave of his hand, he motioned them into the nearest one and followed them all in, shouting over the rotors for them to take a seat, becoming more agitated by the second as they collectively dithered and failed to follow commands quickly.

 Fade fell into the seat between Digger and Harley, the Aussie immediately dropping one large hand onto her leg as she settled in, dangerously high on her thigh with a wide grin in her direction. She shot him a pointed look that clearly said move it or lose it without having to verbalise the threat, he chuckled in response but nonetheless retrieved his hand, though not before giving her thigh a gentle squeeze.

Usually, Fade didn’t approve of this sort of behaviour directed towards any woman, let alone herself, but today knowing they were all going to die anyway she couldn’t find it in herself to care. It helped that despite being generally lecherous there didn’t seem to be any real malice behind his actions. Digger just seemed to be playing around, which was harmless enough under the circumstances and he was relatively easy on the eyes, so she allowed it.

She didn’t know his background, but she doubted he’d found himself on the team because he was a nice guy, but despite being a relatively large man he wasn’t coming off all that intimidating either. Fade conceded that her take on what was and wasn’t scary was decidedly different these days, so maybe her worldview was somewhat warped.

Distracted by the contemplation of her own sanity, Fade failed to notice the woman hopping onto the chopper just as it took off until Harley called out to her, hand outstretched “Harley Quinn, nice ta meet ya. Love ya perfume what is that? The stench of death?”

Fade sniggered at the sound of Harley trademark cackle, but on looking round her eyes widened as she recognised Katana, the woman’s shocked eyes meeting hers across the airborne vehicle, mirroring her surprise. The woman looked to Rick for an explanation, but he only shook his head and motioned for her to sit.

Looking back to Harley the blonde smiled tightly at her friend having caught the recognition that flashed between them but surprisingly wasn’t the one to comment. Instead, it was Lawton who leant forward past Harley, voice dropping low as he enquired “Another friend of yours?”

Fade snorted “She look friendly to you?”

Both glanced at the woman who scowled at them in response “Decidedly not” Lawton agreed and settled back into his seat with a smirk.

 Now the choppers were up and on their way, Fade couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming sense of Déjà vu, just another beautiful day in ARGUS Special Ops, not that she was part of the team any longer or for some time. For some inexplicable reason the higher ups took a dim view to her attack on one of her former colleagues, they didn’t care that she’d caught him assaulting a local woman they’d rather turn a blind eye. They just weren’t prepared to turn a blind eye to her hacking off his privates with a machete though and they didn’t care to listen to the why, especially after the shock had killed him. Rick had tried to defend her, but she was nevertheless dishonourably discharged, her career over with immediate effect and remanded to Gotham Military Base Prison. It was from there she’d been effectively sold to STAR labs as a Lab rat by Waller.

Digger noticed her sudden preoccupation so didn’t take offence to her refusal to be drawn into conversation, instead wordlessly passing her another beer which she accepted with a small grateful smile in his direction.

Rick was glaring at the two of them, he didn’t approve they were on mission after all, but she merely cracked the can, clanked it against Digger’s and drained it while holding her former CO’s gaze.

He shook his head and turned back to Lawton who was attempting to start another dick measuring competition between the two of them.

Ignoring the men, Fade rolled her eyes at Harley who was up on her knees face pressed against the window, tugging her firmly back down into her seat “Come on act like you’ve been out in the world before…” the admonishment dying in her throat as she peered out the small round window herself, catching sight of the light show that was holding Harley’s unequivocal attention.

The sounds of gunfire hitting the chopper took them all by surprise, nearly everyone ducked on reflex making shrill noises of surprise and alarm at the noise even Fade. Her automatic response was to phase but she had to control that particular impulse, or she’d just fall through the chopper floor. Gritting her teeth, eyes screwed tightly shut she was vaguely aware of a shrill alarm announcing engine failure, the acrid smell of oil fuelled smoke and the nasty sensation of her stomach plummeted as the disabled chopped lurched downwards.

A shriek cut through her concentration from her left, realising Harley had removed her restraints to look out the window Fade reacted without opening her eyes. Snapping an arm out to her side she clamped it down over Harley’s midsection, hand spearing into the netting the other side of her pulling the woman back down into her seat as securely as she could manage. Fade felt rather than saw her friend’s hand clutching onto her arm as they fell from the sky, the chopper rolling with the screech of metal on metal indicating they’d hit something, the passengers lurcher sickeningly sideways.

The remaining pilot was doing his best despite his injuries but with no power they landed hard on one side, the chopper fuselage hitting the deck with the sound of rending metal, the rotors snapping clean away as they rolled over and over.

 Screams and shrieks filled the air, while most were secured into their seats or being held down by others, arms and legs were flailing wildly as the centre of gravity changed constantly. Fade was dimly aware of something heavy laying across her holding her down, her own arms braced across Harley and to her right. Rigid with the effort of trying to prevent herself from phasing and preventing the diminutive blonde from sliding out of her seat. With a nasty crunch the body of the destroyed vehicle finally lurched to a stop, the sounds of terror fading to be replaced with the ringing sound of sudden silence. The sounds of groaning and panting trying to catch their breath rising to fill the void, if Fade was honest, she wasn’t yet sure if they were dead or alive but then neither was anyone else.

Rick was up quicker than the others demanding they sound off, the troops responding reflexively as if on autopilot, including Fade as she forced her eyes open. Glancing to her left she flexed her hand loosening her knuckle whitening grip on the netting the other side of Harley with a small wince “You ok?” She enquired of the crazy woman that she called a friend.

Harley whooped and hugged Fades arm to her chest “Can we go again?”

Chuckling breathlessly relieved the woman was ok if not still nuts Fade removed her arm from her grasp, realising someone was wincing to her immediate right Fade snapped her head round to Digger’s face to see it screwed up in pain “You hurt?” she demanded urgently.

He shook his head “Nah love, ya just got a bloody good grip”

Frowning Fade glanced downwards belatedly realising her right hand was clamped around the poor man’s thigh, fingers biting harshly into his flesh. Snatching her hand away she smiled apologetically “Sorry”

Laughing he shook his head “Nah don’t worry Darl, I like it rough” he winked at her, earning a bark of relieved laughter that he returned easily.

Only then did Fade realise that it had been Diggers arm clamped across her during their freefall as she’d done to Harley, it had been his strong grip that had held her so firmly in place.

Looking down at the arm that slanted across her and then back up to the man with a deep sigh, she jerked her head downwards to draw his attention to the fact that his hand was currently placed firmly over her left breast.

“You can let go now” She added for good measure, Digger grinning at her but not immediately removing his hand.

It took a purse of her lips and a raised eyebrow for him to finally move it, chuckling as he did so “Can’t blame a bloke love”

The sound of singing drew their attention back to the cackling blonde “Oooooh Boomer and Zuzu sitting in a tree K, I, S, S, S, S, I, N, G!”

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Stumbled across this on the internet somewhere recently, thought it was quite interesting as i struggled to pin down alot of my fics. Most of them broadly follow canon but with an additional character, which i admit does alter the canon sometimes.

So does that make mine a blend of AU, Differnet POV, Alteration and Crack fic? :-)

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Divergent - Destined to be Dauntless (on Wattpad)

There's more to the rivalry between Eric and Four than a mark on a scoreboard. What made Eric so malicious and violent? Four so distant and unapproachable? What turned them so irrevocably against one another? Between two opposing males there is inevitably a woman at the centre of it, but what happened to her?

Tobias Eaton and Isabelle Jones defected to Dauntless two Years before Tris Prior unwittingly kicked off the Divergent war. He left to escape his father, her to the only place she'd long known she would fit in and finally be free to rediscover the self she had buried for so long. Eric Coulter left Erudite to join the faction he had been destined to join since childhood and in doing so rediscovered a piece of his past he thought lost. Isabelle and Eric are drawn together through their shared past, leaving Tobias out in the cold, but will Isabelle every truly be able to walk away from her closest friend.

New Leader Max is making big changes in Dauntless but he's not acting alone, Erudite are starting the factions on a path that will lead to civil war but what part will Eric, Tobias, and Isabelle play.

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