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Amanda Waller watched her through the one way glass in silence, her eyes blank and her stance strong. What she was looking at both astounded her and interested her, but she could not show it.

"I know you are there." the voice said, their head slowly looking up at the glass. No human was capable of seeing her, but a metahuman can. "I can hear your heart beating. You are not afraid."

Amanda just lifted her head with more authority.

"No. I am not afraid." she comments. The metahuman nods.

"What do you want?" the metahuman asks and Amanda gives a dry smile.

"I have come to collect you Miss Brooklyn Verone… You have an extraordinary gift and because of how dangerous you are you have been given to me." she responded. Blue eyes watched brown eyes for a moment.

"In 1976 everyone thought I was crazy when I said I was abducted by aliens, hopped up on drugs and people thought I was confused… but when I begin leveling cities to the ground, now everyone wants to show concern." the person responded calmly. "I didn't want to do it…" Amanda didn't care about how the girl felt, but her power was something she wanted.

"Yes… you must keep your adrenaline up during certain hours of the day or else the weapon starts to activate. Scientists tried to dissect you in 1991 when they noticed you hadn't aged a day. You painted the walls with blood that evening. Twenty-three people dead. So I must say you are quite a specimen. So here is what will happen. You will be moved to Belle Reve Penitentiary and there you will be fully taken care of as long as you do not try an escape."

The girl lifted her head more, thick curls falling over chocolate skin. Her blue eyes were like endless waves of water.

"You will attempt to use me for experiments and try to gain more knowledge on the weapon inside me. You would no longer have use for me and attempt to kill me… your attempts will fail." she replied. Amanda's lips curved into a smirk.

"I've never been one to give up on a challenge." she said. The girl inhaled silently through her nostrils. She was chained to the ground by the ankles and hands. She had been still for an hour now as she had been in that room most of her life.

"I will watch you grow old and turn into dirt in the ground." she replied before nodding once. "I can't wait to see how good of friends we become in that small amount of time."

Amanda wouldn't admit it out loud, but she liked this girl.

"You will love the company there." she said. The girl gave a quick smile.

"If they keep my adrenaline up, then I." she replied. Amanda smiled and turned.

"Hope you like Louisiana." she responded.

So here I sit in cell. I expected dirty walls and a gross toilet and a cot with no mattress, but these people tried which I found odd. There was a clean white mattress with some brown blanket and two pillows, a small TV on the ceiling, and a clean toilet. They were actually trying to make me comfortable. The only I do not like is the collar they put on me that sends a strong electrical surge through my entire body if I acted out of line, but it also watched my levels. I was told it would beep if I had been too calm for too long. I'm sure they planned to do something to me in order to keep my adrenaline up. Lame. But it was okay really. I would never willingly hurt someone… unless I had been too calm for far too long. Then it all starts, the tremors, the shaking and the lack of thermoregulation. Then I just lose it and start to destroy everything. I was given an orange jump suit and I accepted this. I was a prisoner, but I was not too upset about this. I had heard about the many prisoners here: The elite hitman Deadshot, the crazy but magnificent Harley Quinn, El Diablo the pyrokinetic ex-thug, Australian thief Captain Boomerang, and scary Killer Croc.

I have heard about their fight with the Enchantress and so they were given some special privileges as well in order to keep them under Waller's fingers. I slowly moved over to my bed, I had been standing in front of the door for thirty minutes now, and just sat down on it. It was soft and nice. I now looked around for a moment thinking about escaping. Whatever was inside me, I had made peace with long ago. People tried to take it and when in such distress, the weapon activated and there was only death in reply. What did they put inside me, and why did they pick me? The small square on the door slid down and I looked over at it to see a guards face.

"Stand up inmate. Everyone gets forty minutes of recess. You get to meet your new prison mates." he said. I blinked at his words and looked down some before standing up and letting the man come in side and aggressively turn me around. He forced my hands behind my back and began to cuff them together.

"Damn you're pretty cute for an alien." he said and I tensed as I felt a strong gloved hand slide over my bottom and I looked down some at the feeling. "The boss says you gotta keep your adrenaline. You know sex always helps. I could help you with that." I blinked for a moment feeling his hand move over my bottom again.

"If you force anything inside my vagina without my consent, my teeth will cut it off." I merely responded and the man scoffed and snorted humorously.

"Yeah heard that myth before. Come on girly." he said and pulled me from the room and now I was being escorted down the hall. I would have liked to believe I was lying to the young man, but I was not. One thing about this weapon inside my stomach logged in my intestines is that it was a part of me now. I was a monster in every way possible. So forcing anything inside my mouth, ass or vagina without my say so, would not be wise for any man. I was led down the hall by more soldiers until I saw a steel door coming into view. A guard was standing in front of it and when I drew closer, he stepped aside and opened it and I was met with the brightness of the sun.