Chapter 7- Actions Speak Louder Than Words

"God damn it. Harley!" Deadshot cursed, already running up the stairs with everyone else right behind him.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" Rick order was redundant since they'd already rushed forward, all but one. Oh, how he wanted to groan when he turned back and noticed Violet's casual pace "What are you doing? Hurry up"

"Don't rush me, GI Joe"

"Move it. We're in the middle of a war zone" He growled, losing his temper with the brunette

"I will deliberately slow down just to piss you off" She threatened "These shoes are worth more than the poor fucker we're rescuing"

The colonel looked down to where the brunette pointed; his expression switched from irritation to disbelief when he noticed, for the first time, the extremely tall, killer candy apple red stiletto heels that the female wore. Automatically, the leader's first thought was: how the hell does she wear those. Followed by how the fuck has she been walking in them, let alone fighting in them. At the mention of fighting; Rick remembered how she had brutally stomped a head into nothing but sloppy slush. The visual image of these shoes doing the damage made Flag feel a little nauseous. So he quickly pushed those images out of his mind and got back to the topic at hand however, it seemed that just then, his eyes decided to do some exploring of the brunette on their own accord, taking in exactly what she was wearing down to the last detail.

They made their way up from the killer heels, paying extra attention to how they amplified her legs length and their feminine shape. The tight fitted black leggings with wide cuts on either side and multiple slashes tied together to form a ladder of crosses, travelling upwards were not helping tame the colonel's heated fantasies.

Neither was the tight black halter neck tank top that seemed to tease him more with its extremely low-cut neck that had strings interweaved across the chest and going up, just stopping where her silver locket rested. He noticed how the red gem matched her shoes and lips. Rick had unknowingly licked his own lips as he stared at hers. He watched transfixed as they slowly curled up into a tantalising smirk, the action had made them all the more appealing to the soldier. Rick managed to pull his focus away from her lips long enough to notice how Violet's own eyes had darkened with lust and kept flittering between his own eyes and lips.

The air between the two of them crackled and sizzled as they leaned in, however, the sound of glass shattering broke the colonel out of his daze. It startled him to see just how close he had subconsciously gotten to the female metahuman. He cleared his throat and yanked himself back to put quite a bit of distance between them.

He silently berated himself for letting his guard down and getting caught in the moment. Violet, on the other hand, refused to display just how flustered the situation had made her feel. So she smirked playfully which only pissed Flag off.

Instead of arguing, knowing that it was pointless and would waste time, Rick decided to take control. He shouldered his gun and before Violet could react, he grabbed her round the waist and tossed her over his other shoulder before rushing the stairs to catch up with the rest of the team.

Still standing in front of the lift, staring in shock at the queen of Gotham, the SEALs and criminals' attention was drawn to the fast-paced approaching footsteps and angry insults being yelled by a familiar female voice.

"…put me down you baboon's ass!" They watched as their colonel walked through the door with Violet over his shoulder, in a fireman's hold, as she pounded on his back, yelling profanities "I'll rip your fucking moustache off!"

"Stop kicking me"

"Put me down!"

"No"

"Well then I'll keep kicking"

"I'll drop you"

"You wouldn't dare, GI Joe"

While the sight was humorous for the villains; their soldier counterparts were not. As Harley giggled and cooed, Lieutenant Edwards deliberately cleared his throat to gain the pairs attention.

The sound startled the duo, Rick especially as he had once again dropped his guard because of the brunette over his shoulder. He looked up to see the disapproving glares of the SEALs and the amused ones of the criminals. That was enough to make him snap back into the soldier role. He immediately dropped Violet as though she'd scolded him, putting as such distance between them as possible. Since she wasn't expecting it, Violet landed in a heap on the floor with a groan and many more harsh words for the colonel as she stood up, dusting herself down.

Just as she turned to give Rick a piece of her mind; the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. It was as though someone had flipped a switch, everyone became serious, prepared with their weapons. Silence pounded around them, which made it painfully obvious how wrong everything felt. Nobody moved, they barely even breathed as they slowly closed ranks, clearly sensing the oncoming danger.

Then Waller's voice crackled through the colonel's ear piece, confirming their fears "Flag...They're all around you. Use extreme caution"

At the confirmation, the colonel automatically stiffened and stopped walking, he held up a fist and his order to 'hold' and the strength of his stern frown forced the group of villains to halt as well as the SEALs.

"I don't like this, Flag." Deadshot murmured, glancing around the empty office warily

"I don't like it either." The colonel called back

Harley smirked when she noticed Deadshot putting on his mask, remembered what he had said when they had first met, 'every time I put this on, somebody dies…I like putting it on' she recalled the look on his face when he admitted to that "Pussy."

Floyd on the other hand, clearly didn't find the remark as amusing as the brunette, who was sniggering under her breath, as he warned the blonde female "I will knock your ass out. I do not care that you're a girl."

Before anyone could react, parts of the ceiling gave way and more than a dozen of those creatures fell through. Immediately, soldiers started shooting, Katana and Violet began slicing through various body parts, Boomerang used whatever was available to him, Killer Croc continued using his brute strength as his weapon and just like before Diablo stayed out of the way, refusing to take part in the killing.

"They're after Flag again!"

"Get off me!" Rick yelled, trying to fight his way out of their hold as they tried to drag him away once more.

Violet groaned in irritation and went to help the thorn in her side colonel. In a fraction of a second, the brunette had turned the creatures into nothing more than smashed up pieces that littered the carpeted floor, which she carelessly stepped on to help Rick stand up. The second he was on his feet, the remaining inmates minus Boomerang and Diablo but including Katana, surrounded the colonel; making sure that nothing could reach him.

Flag tried to push his way through his new protective barrier of villains but they wouldn't move "Let me fight!"

"Shut up before I shut you up" Violet growled, pushing the colonel back before turning back to throw a smaller dagger directly between the eyes of a creature trying to sneak up on her.

At the same time, Deadshot bellowed "You die. We die"

It was obvious that they were in no way safe or in the clear so as soon as the last bullet rung out and the last monster fell to the floor, everyone immediately began moving. Regardless of Rick's unnecessary call "Clear! Everyone move out."

However, the second they exited the room onto the open spaced balcony corridor, that overlooked everything with a clear view, the bullets started pouring once again and the creatures come flooding from all directions. Since the inmates were the last to leave the office, they were also now out of the way of most of the gun fire; which gave the male assassin the perfect opportunity to confront the tattooed gangbanger.

"Where you been, homie?"

"This ain't my fight!"

"You know what? You don't stand for shit. You ain't about shit!" Deadshot poked him with every statement

"Don't touch me, man!"

"Don't touch you? What you gonna do?"

"Don't touch me!"

"I'm touching you! I'm touching you! Do something. Do something!"

"Don't touch me! You wanna see something?"

"Yes, I wanna see ..."

"You wanna see something!?"

"Yes, I wanna see something!"

El Diablo stepped forward and turned to the left, towards the higher walkway where the creatures were coming from and let out a deafening bellow, throwing his arms out as fire shot from them like a flamethrower. They all watched in awe as the gangbanger demonstrated exactly how powerful his ability was. In only a few moments, the next two higher up levels on the left were entirely set aflame, destroying everything and killing any remaining creatures.

It was silent as everyone continued to watch even when Diablo finally let his arms down and the flames from them vanished.

"I was just trying to get you there. Phil Jackson. We good, right?" The assassin held up his hands in a surrender position to placid the Mexican fire wielder when he rounded on him.

"I knew you'd come through." Harley ran up and latched onto the male metahuman's back, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek for a couple of seconds before pulling away with a loud popping smack of her lips and then she jumped off his back skipping away.

"That shit crazy." The assassin let out a cross between a scoff and a chuckle

Diablo didn't respond, instead he just turned and walked away, following the rest of the team.

"Making him angry to get him to fight… Nice tactic" Violet praised the assassin as she stopped next to him to watch the others walk ahead.

"Got the idea from you" Deadshot whistled and the two smirked at each other, "Shall we?" She nodded once before holding her hand up which the assassin then high fived before they both jogged to catch up to the others.

~8~

They managed to join the rest of the team on the other side of a wall with a massive hole in it. The two were immediately met with the barrel of Harley Quinn's gun, the woman herself seemed to be in some sort of daze until the male assassin's voice snapped her out of it.

"Relax. Just us."

Harley spoke in an unusually quiet and timid tone of voice "You ever been in love?"

"Nah. never." Deadshot seemed to study the blonde in front of him for a moment before he answered to which she immediately retorted,

"Bullshit." Harley then turned to a blank faced Violet "And you?"

"Nope" With that curt response, Violet strode past the other two criminals in silence

The assassin and Queen of Gotham watched as the brunette bristly climbed the stairs in silence. Deadshot cleared his throat softly bringing the blonde's attention back to the topic she brought up. "You don't kill as many people as I've killed and still sleep like a kitten If you feel shit like love."

The answer seemed to snap Harley back into her usual carefree self. She rolled her eyes and scoffed lightly "Another textbook sociopath."

~8~

"Clear" The word rung out, echoing through the empty room as the two teams flooded in.

Flag barked at the SEALs, "All right, secure the roof. Sweep for shooters so we can bring in our aviation assets. Going to the roof." He turned to the villains "Wait here. Please. I don't wanna gave this dude a heart attack okay?"

"Aw, He's embarrassed of us." Harley cooed

"Hey, Flag. This dude better cure cancer after all of this shit." Deadshot called out to the soldier just as he was about to leave the room

Rick felt dread build up, knowing that the chances of Task Force X having a pleasant reaction to who was on the other side of this door, was a complete long shot. In fact, the soldier would prefer to take his chances going up against the Enchantress and all of her minions by himself than deal with the reactions of walking back through those doors with Amanda Waller.

He took a deep breath to steel himself and walked through the door, letting it slam shut behind him.

"You wouldn't have made it without them." Waller's smug voice stated.

Flag stormed over to where Waller was packing up her equipment and files "We got lucky. I don't do luck. I do planning and precision."

Waller called from the other side of the room, her tone still full of the smugness she had felt all night "Admit it, Rick. I was right."

Flag however, didn't bite. Instead he demanded, "Yeah, I told you to get on the damn truck. Why'd you say?"

Waller looked at him as though he was stupid before turning to look at the large screen on the wall "I was studying your friend. She takes an average person ... A yoga mom, an elderly retiree and she turns them into a soldier who can take a headshot and still fight. It's an instant army." She turned to stare at her colonel "How'd she do it, Flag? How'd she game the system with you watching her every move?" The cold, calculating look in her eyes dared him to lie.

Flag swallowed, his answer avoided her questions "I'll accept the consequences"

Waller, however, was not fooled by his round about answer. Her eyes and expression remained stoic and stern "I am your consequence."

The two government officials were so caught up in their conversation that they never heard the tell-tale sound of the door opening, or the heavy booted and click clacking footsteps that belonged to two of the members of Task Force X as they came down the stairs. It was only when the male of the two spoke up that Flag and Waller broke their conversation and looked over.

"You might need to be careful. They think we're rescuing Nelson Mandela."

Waller dismissed his obvious lack of concern and latched her briefcase shut "I can take care of myself." She then called over to the remaining FBI members that had been working in the room with her all night "Shut it down, wipe the drivers."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Copy that."

"Hey, man I know you can't hear me 'cause you're trapped ... In your temple of soldierly self- righteousness ... But a two- faced dude like you wouldn't survive a second on the street."

"Oh, says the guy who shoots people for money."

"My cards are on the table, man."

"It got done. didn't it?"

Before Floyd could respond, two gunshots rang out, followed by two heavy thumps of bodies hitting the ground. The trio looked up to see Waller click the safety back on her handgun before putting it away.

Floyd looked slightly stunned but not at all that surprised "Damn. That is just... a mean lady."

"Yeah. You get used to it."

Floyd scoffed "And I'm the bad guy? That's gangster."

"What? They weren't cleared for any of this any of it." Waller noticed to looks she was receiving

The colonel's eyes flickered over to the brunette leaning against the wall with a blank face and her arms crossed. The warning she had given him when they'd first met echoed through his mind 'She's just like us… if not worse. She'll probably kill you the moment to cease to be of any use'

He shook his head to rid the pit forming in his stomach as he realised just how true those words are, before feigning a nonchalant attitude as he addressed his boss "Hey. I'm not judging. I've buried a lot of mistakes, too."

Violet left the room first, closely followed by Deadshot, then Flag, who seemed a little hesitant, and finally Waller.

Harley shook her head in disbelief when she saw the woman who they had been brought in to rescue "No way."

Flag ignored the outrage and shock, his mind determined to stay focused on the mission "Let's go home."

The Australian scoffed mockingly "Yeah. let's go home. That sounds good." He looked around "You guys wanna go home? Or you wanna go back to prison?"

"I'm not going back to prison." The blonde prisoner immediately started shaking her head

Captain Boomerang tried to persuade his fellow criminals "What I'm saying is ...We kill the pair of 'em now before they kill us."

Waller held up a hand to stop Katana, who had drawn her sword ready to defend "I got this." She turned back to the robber and held up the same device that Flag has for the bombs in their necks "You all made it this far. Don't get high- spirited on me and ruin a good thing."

Rick barely paid attention to the scene as his eyes were still glued to the brunette that hadn't said a word since seeing the founder of Task Force X. No matter how many times he berated himself, the colonel felt concerned for the female, who was watching everything with an expressionless mask. Despite his best efforts, Rick was hyper aware of every shuffle, every breath that the brunette took; so, when he noticed how she suddenly stiffened and started to move, the soldier was on high alert. His thoughts and emotions were in turmoil, especially when he realised who she was stalking up to… but Flag didn't try to interfere or stop the female metahuman.

She didn't stop until she was directly in front of the devil-like woman herself. Waller raised a challenging eyebrow that the metahuman when she tauntingly raised the phone up that displayed the inmates' photographs. It was clear to not only the brunette but also to Rick, the SEALs and the criminal members of Task Force X that Waller was still clueless about Violet cutting out her bomb earlier in the night.

With her tightly clenched fist, the female murderer swung her arm back and snapped it forward until it hit its mark, knocking Waller to the ground from the brunt force of her right hook. The founder of the task force was stunned, her jaw pounded painfully under her hand that had instinctively reached up to hold the source of the pain.

Satisfaction washed over the female metahuman, despite her blank expression, she felt victorious and smug, knowing that she was once again more than one step ahead of the callous woman, who believed she had the power to control them. Seeing Waller on the floor, cradling her already bruised and slightly swollen jaw wearing a look of shock, pain and the hint of fear when her eyes met Violets' had really made not only Violets' night but also the other criminals' that had been blackmailed by Waller and forced under her control.

As if she sensed her control waning, Amanda snapped out of her shock and felt rage replace it. She clambered back up to her feet and held up her hand to stop the SEALs from interfering. She was hoping to intimidate and scare the brunette who had the nerve to hit her. However, Violet didn't back down, she didn't even flinch when Waller once again held up the phone with her finger millimetres away from the brunettes' picture. The lack of reaction only increased the black woman's fury, so without any hesitation, Waller pressed down harshly on the detonate button, a smug vicious smirk pulled away at her lips despite the pain. However, it dropped in an instant when nothing happened. Confusion replaced the smugness as she repeatedly pushed the button once, twice… three times with still no results.

Before anyone could interfere, the female metahuman simply turned and strode out the room. It was then that Flag realised that Violet still had yet to say a word.

Killer Croc made a throaty growl like chuckle "I like her."

~8~

Rick ignored the various amused and stunned expressions of the others as he bolted out the room after the female killer. Despite the fact that she only had a couple of seconds for her head start, Rick was shocked when he took notice of the distance between them. They were virtually at opposite ends of the hallway. In the back of his mind the colonel had to ask himself on how the hell she managed to walk in those death traps on her feet.

The colonel felt himself frown when he caught a glimpse of her expressionless face in the reflection of a window, not to mention her stiff posture as she stalked down the hallway.

Not that he would admit to anyone, including himself, but the colonel was worried. Worried about the repercussions that lay in store for the brunette in front of him, worried about how emotionless she had become since encountering Waller in that room. Flag especially wouldn't acknowledge how much he missed Violet's teasing comments or her sassy and sarcastic retorts; even when she gave him a tongue lashing for the snide remarks and rude jibs he would make about not only her but all the criminals he was forced to work with. It felt strange, and out of character for the female metahuman, which is what worried him the most.

Surprisingly, Flag had to sprint to catch up to the brunette just before she could turn the corner and vanish out of his line of sight.

"Violet!" He latched onto her arm and forced her to face him "Do you have any idea what you just did!?" His worry was pushed aside momentarily as anger made its presence known.

"Yeah… I punched a bitch" She deadpanned

"Waller is not someone to be messed with." He shook her, trying to make her understand "Who knows what she'll do to you for this"

"Aw GI Joe, if I didn't know any better; I'd say that you're concerned about me" It was like she had flipped a switch, a taunting smirk and the teasing glint in her eyes replaced the blankness from just moments ago. She was acting like the usual Violet.

"Be serious! This isn't a laughing matter!" He yelled in frustration "You shouldn't have hit her"

"Don't tell me you're actually defending that woman. After what she's done" She scoffed, yanking her arm out of his grasp "Oh that's right, I forgot. You're nothing but her little bitch. Because she's a 'good guy' right? And I'm nothing more than a murderer to you. If that's the case, you did see what she did back there, didn't you? How she just killed two innocent women when they were helping her." She raised a disbelieving eyebrow when he didn't try to counter her argument. "Have a made you speechless, Colonel?"

The Task Force leader had to hold back a flinch at the pure malice dripping from her words. The truth of them resonated around his head and made him feel sick. He remembered all the rumours he heard that surrounded his boss, all the missions, deaths. A part of one of their previous conversations crossed his mind…

'They warned me about you. My dumbass didn't believe the stories'

'They never do'

… How could he have forgotten? How could he have turned a blind eye to the signs and warnings- both verbal and through her own actions.

Just as he let his guard down, he slammed it right back up at the sight of Violet's victorious grin. The urge to knock her down to his current level overwhelmed him.

"Why do you hate her so much?" Rick's sudden question caught the female metahuman off guard

"Do I really need a reason" She scoffed becoming defensive however, the man in front of her saw right through her act

"No it's more than just that… what did she do to you?"

"She did what she does best… she gave an order" Was her cryptic response effectively ending the conversation with the soldier before walking up to the roof.

~8~

"Not so tough now without your little bomb are you" The brunette couldn't help but taunt the government official when she noticed how Waller refused to acknowledge her presence when she and Rick joined the group on the roof. The colonel in turn nudged her shoulder with his as a warning, to which she just rolled her eyes as he walked away.

Edwards sounded confused and wary "Saviour one- zero, this is Ground Element. Saviour one- zero, how copy? Saviour one- zero, the LZ's clear. Boss, they're not talking to me."

Flag frowned in confusion before cold realisation washed over the colonel "Our bird's been jacked. Light it up!"

The effect was instantaneous; bullets started flying in any and all directions as the war between the two groups began. Soldiers and villains alike all took cover behind whatever was available, which was mostly large vents or brick walls. As Rick pulled Waller to safety, Deadshot did the same with Harley and the Captain, whilst Violet yanked the only other metahuman and the human crocodile behind the brick wall leading to the exit. She then watched the haze of bullets with hawk like focus but refused to intervene because of Waller's presence. In her mind, the brunette was praying to every deity and god in the sky that hopefully one of those bullets would bury itself in Waller's head… but that was wishful thinking.

For some reason, the female's eyes zeroed in on one particular bullet that was heading directly for the unprotected neck of an oblivious Lieutenant Edwards, who was shooting in the opposite direction. She seemed to have an internal battle with herself, her teeth were gritted as a groan of resignation escaped through them before she suddenly rushed over to Edwards to push him out of the way, taking the bullet herself.

Edwards shook his head, staring at the killer with wide eyes when he realised what she had done. "Thanks" He breathed, a look of appreciation replacing the usual wariness he wore when it came to these villains.

Violet rolled her eyes before plucking out a rather bloody and battered bullet from where it had buried itself within her shoulder blade "Consider us even, soldier boy"

Edwards briefly nodded, knowing she was referring to his actions on the helicopter earlier.

Deadshot's sudden panicked yell captured Violet's attention. "Harley!" She snapped her head in the direction of his voice just in time to see the crazy blonde criminal jump off the roof to catch hold of the rope that had clearly been thrown down by the Joker from the helicopter.

"Kill her!" Waller ordered Flag, who in turn hesitated and caught those hazel eyes with his own. He ignored the disappointment that her narrowed eyes had aimed at him and the heaviness it caused in his chest just as he pushed the button.

But when nothing happened, Rick refused to acknowledge the tiny hint of relief that suddenly appeared. No, instead he squashed it down and slapped on his mask. "Her nanite's disarmed!" He called to his boss, who seemed to get angrier at the news.

Her anger wasn't at the colonel and his apparent lack of control, no, it was at the fact that her failsafe was crumbling and taking what little control, she had left over the whole operation with every action. First the Enchantress escapes, revives her brother and destroys the city; then Chaos had not only mocked and refuse her offer at the start but she also had the nerve to hit her. Not to mention somehow disarming her bomb… and now yet another inmate had managed to bypass the weapon and escape. It made the black woman furious.

If there was one thing Amanda Waller hated more than having no control; it was being made a fool of. Waller marched over to where Floyd stood with Violet "Deadshot ...Shoot that woman right now!"

"She ain't do shit to me." He scoffed, clearly dismissing the founder of the task force

"You're a hitman. right? I've got a contract. Kill Harley Quinn. Do it for your freedom and your kid."

Anyone who heard the woman's offer, immediately heard the hidden threat and stared at the so called 'good guy' in shock and horror. Violet's upper lip curled up in disgust and hatred for playing on the assassin's weakness.

"Now she dead." The devoted father strode over to the edge of the roof and aimed his gun at the crazy blonde currently hanging upside down from the rope. A couple of seconds past as he watched her through the guns scope before pulling the trigger.

BAM!

The second the bullet left the chamber, the blonde escapee dropped. Hanging loosely, tangled up in the rope. The team of villain's all held their breaths in stunned disbelief and denial; until Harley just popped back up. She was laughing and blowing kisses as the helicopter continued to get further away in the distance. Standing off to the side, Violet chuckled when the smug gleam in Waller's eyes vanished and was replaced with a snarl at being defied.

Deadshot turned to face the creator of Task Force X and shrugged "I missed."

"Good one, mate." Boomerang chuckled

Waller stared at the assassin in shock before roughly grabbing the radio from Rick "It's Waller. Saviour one- zero's been hijacked. Shoot it down."

"Roger that ma'am. Going hot." They all watched as the rogue helicopter that was carrying their comrade and sort of friend, Harley, to safety, was shot down. The three words that came over the radio next snapped the villains out of their shock "Target destroyed, ma'am"

"Thank you. Now get me off this roof."

"Oh I'll get her off this roof alright… I'll push the bitch off!" The brunette was seething. She had barely taken a step to do just what she said when she felt two pairs of arms hold her back.

"Whoa girly" The strong smell of booze fanned over her, letting Violet know the identity of one pair of arms. And at the feel and sight of high tech weapons covering the second set of arms, it was obvious that the assassin was the other one. The two criminals dragged her over to the edge of the roof, the furthest point away from the bane of their existence.

"Yes, ma'am. We are inbound." The radio crackled, breaking the tense silence, but it received no answer.

Waller turned away from the cloud of grey smoke and focused her attention on the group of criminals. Her usually dark blank, soul sucking eyes were alight with a sickening amount of smug satisfaction and bloodlust "The Joker and Harley Quinn are no more."

Although they were no longer restraining her, Violet didn't attempt to make another move against the woman, instead she glared at a conceited Waller from her position by the edge of the roof next to the hitman, who was staring out to where the air craft went down taking their team mate with it. She muttered to the assassin and the Australian robber "I'm gonna punch her again" Her angry mutterings might have slightly lightened the atmosphere however, Floyd's expression remained blank, staring out at the destruction of the city below. A part of him felt like a failure whilst another part was fuming at feeling so powerless.

The captain suddenly acted completely out of character and placed a hand on the father's shoulder to offer silent comfort and strength "You couldn't save her."

Before anyone could continue the conversation, the tell-tale strong breeze and loud whirring of the blades informed the group of the approaching aircraft.

"Watch your step. Ma'am." Rick called over the sound of the spinning blades, helping his boss into the open door where two more soldiers waited for her.

"Stand by. I'll send another helo!" Waller shouted down to the colonel as her form of transport began to rise.

Once again, the those that remained on the roof watched as another one of their helicopters flew further into the distance before it was sent spiralling out of control before plummeting to the ground. However, instead of feeling solemn and worried at the event; it seemed that just about everyone, villains and soldiers alike, felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted off them. Violet broke the silence with a long high whistle that ended with a sound to mimic an explosion. Her response caused the criminals to snigger and smirk which she returned before she rolled her eyes at the narrowed gazes of the soldiers, judging her for the lack of respect.

"Waller's down. It's over."

Edwards expression became grave as he delivered the news to his leader "Ops just confirmed. She's down. 1k west."

Flag nodded, determination set in his eyes despite the conflicting emotions clashing inside of him "Let's go get her. The missions not over." He turned away from the view and strode over to the door until Deadshot called out.

"Nah." The colonel spun to face the approaching killer "It is for me. We had a deal."

"Without Waller, you got nothing." He ignored the brunette who scoffed at his statement and once again headed in the direction of the door, only this time with everyone trailing after him. Well, almost everyone.

When he couldn't hear the familiar click clacking of insanely high stilettos, he stopped abruptly, which the others echoed, and used his eyes to scan the area.

"Chaos… Violet" He quickly corrected, "We're movin' out" The hint was obvious but the brunette ignored it.

"Nope"

"Wha' the hell do you mean no?" The colonel demanded growing defensive at the sight of her rebellious behaviour, in front of his men.

She kissed her teeth and feigned irritation at his questioning "I can't be bothered with all those stairs again"

"You're coming with us, even if I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you"

Violet pursed her lips at his threat, knowing that he wasn't bluffing. "Fine. But I refuse to take the stairs… I'll meet you down there." She smirked at everyone's confused and alarmed expressions as she stepped up to the ledge before spreading her arms out and falling backwards.

I'm unsure whether or not I'm happy with this chapter. What's your opinion? But hey, at least Violet sucker punched Waller

So, I was curious as to what type of ending everyone's expecting? I've narrowed it down to like three or four possible ones but I'm still undecided with some parts.