Suicide Squad Bette Sans Souci Adam, also known as the former criminal Plastique, strode down the hallway in her business suit, her orange-red hair flowing around her shoulders. "Are they ready?" she asked the guard calmly. "All set," the blonde haired boy nodded. The dusky skinned man at Bette's side frowned at him. "Don't get cocky," Ben Turner cautioned him, the former martial artist called Bronze Tiger. "Sir," the boy stiffened nervously. "Let's go in," Bette hid a smile. The men and women gathered there were a garish lot, picked from prisons from across the country. They were second or third stringers, b-list baddies who were more known for hitting banks than fighting noble battles with superhumans. "Attention!" Ben barked, bringing conversation to a halt. 'He hung around Colonel Flag too long,' Bette thought with a sigh. "Ladies and gentlemen," she addressed the group, "welcome to the Suicide squad." "Just my thing," Disaster muttered, the brown haired young man lounging in a chair. Having acquired and enhanced the gear of the villain Major Disaster he tried using his powers for extortion, only to run into members of the JSA. Kasumi the assassin was silent as usual, the black clad killer leaning against the far wall. Nearby the Ragged Man played with the living cloth of his uniform, snapping pieces of wood with an eerie sort ease. Breach, the alien superwarrior, looked on coldly from his icy white skin, while nearby Mayflower drank from a bottle of water. "What's the mission?" Breach asked coldly, the red paint on his face giving him a odd, almost angular look. "It's going to be interesting," Bette smiled slightly as she moved to the front of the room and activated a digital projector. A battered image of a space craft appeared, "This is a Khund scout craft, one we believe sent from Warworld." "We take it out?" Ragged Man mumbled, the flowing cloth of his body muffling his words a bit. "Yes," Ben nodded, "but we want any survivors captured, not killed. They may have valuable information on the invasion." "So when do we go?" Mayflower asked. "Once your minder arrives," Bette said as a door slid open and a figure in green and black strode in. "All right people," Alexis Armstrong, the third Spy Smasher said, "let's move out." "Remember," Ben added as the group followed Spy Smasher out, "you've all been fitted with micro-explosives. If needed, we can blow your heads off." "Yeah, yeah," Mayflower agreed, the red head dressed entirely in her mentally controlled plant vines. The mini-jet launched on autopilot as Bette and Ben headed into their command center. "Do you think this is going to work out?" Bette asked. Ben sighed as he took a seat, "I've got a bad feeling." "Me too," Bette agreed. "Max, status?" she asked. Max Faraday sat in front of the main command console, monitoring the mission. "They're reaching peak flight path," he confirmed calmly, "they'll be at the ship in minutes." "Keep a close eye on them," Ben ordered. 0o0o0o0o0o0o0 Alexis Armstrong braced herself as the jet descended, the kevlar and armor clothes she wore shielding her a bit as they splashed down into the sand, skidding to a stop. "All right," she said as she swiftly unstrapped herself from her seat, "let's move, people." Kasumi flowed like a shadow out of her chair, the others somewhat less gracefully following her out into the sunny Nevada plain. Breach's eyes glowed for a moment, "No sign of movement within the ship." "You sure?" Disaster asked dryly. Breach gave him a cold look, "My flash vision does not lie." "Move forward slowly," Alexis ordered as they walked to the ship, "there's no way to know if there are any traps." Silently she mused, 'Supposedly these crooks are in the Squad for the chance to reform, but how can we be sure?' Mayflower waved Breach forward as her lip curled in disgust, "You first, big guy." The hull of the ship had ruptured on impact, creating a hole large enough for them to enter the vessel. The air within had a bitter tang but other than that seemed breathable, the lights in the halls flickering dimly. Kasumi slinked forward dangerously, then stopped cold. The sword on her shoulder was drawn, then oddly she shifted, driving the blade right into a wall nearby. "What in..." Disaster started. "Yeargh...!" the section of the hall rippled, then changed as a green skinned alien struggled on the end of Kasumi's blade. "Durlan," Breach said coldly as he hurried forward to pull the writhing alien from the end of Kasumi's blade. Alexis scowled as she swept their surroundings with her eyes, "Damn shape changers. Everyone, be on your guard." "$#&" the alien gibbered. "Lovely," Mayflower muttered, "anyone speak that?" "It's a form of interlac," Breach informed them, "the Durlan claims to be the only member of it's kind on the ship." "Well, that's what I'd say too," the Ragged Man noted dryly. Disaster scowled, "Why don't I just bury this whole ship and be done with it?" "No," Alexis gave him a look, "we're going to search this ship, damn it." She pulled a pistol from hip holsters as she said, "Let's go. Breach, keep a grip on the Durlan." "Understood." Moving deeper into the ship Mayflower sent plant tendrils ahead of them to scout, leaving the slim girl mostly nude. "I think we're coming up to the control room," she reported as a tendril of plant crawled up her thigh. 'Eww,' Alexis thought, fighting down a shudder. She checked the safety on her pistol, "Breach takes point, with Ragged Man and Kasumi after him, then the rest of us. Remember, no killing unless absolutely needed." "Do our best," Disaster said dryly. The hatch in front of them was partially open, enough to see a figure slumped over the main controls. With a incredible show of strength Breach ripped the door open, then the team hurried inside as they looked around wildly. "Where...?" Ragged Man hissed. Suddenly, a energy bolt sliced down from above, cutting the Ragged Man in two, his supernatural cloth no protection from a laser. With a howl the squat but muscular Khund soldiers dropped from the ceiling, firing wildly. "Shit," Alexis cursed as she fired even as Kasumi leapt and dodged, soon soaking her sword in Khund blood. Breach stood calmly firing energy bolts from his hands, burning Khund soldiers with brutal efficiency. "If you want to live," he warned Mayflower and Disaster, "get behind me." Mayflower scampered across the floor, "Don't have to tell me twice." "Die," Disaster blew up a control panel, killing a Khund and starting a fire. "You idiot," Alexis cursed as toxic smoke began to fill the room, "we've got to take the fight outside, now!" "Die, Earther," a Khund growled as he fired, the blast nearly taking Alexis' head off. "Follow me," Breach gestured and the wall blew outward, the smoke spreading out a bit as sunlight shone in. Kasumi cut one alien down as Mayflower tangled a Khund in vines then they ran outside, the sunlight feeding her plant based powers. "Disaster," she yelled, "hit 'em!" "Right," Disaster gestured, the earth itself buckling and moving as the ground under the ship split. Before the alien ship could fall too deep into the hole he brought his hands together, crushing the Khund between stone slabs. BOOOM! "You idiots," Alexis glared at the Squad, "you killed them all. We needed captives to interrogate, damn it." "They killed Ragged Man," Breach calmly noted, "they had to pay." He held up the now limp Durlan captive, "Besides, we still have someone left to question." Kasumi slid her sword away with a soft hiss and said the first words they'd heard from her that mission, "Where's the ship?" "Huh?" Mayflower looked around. "Uhm," Disaster looked sheepish, "my powers kind of have a ripple effect. I think our ship got sucked under by a sink hole I accidently made." Alexis whimpered softly. "The radios better still work," she growled, "or we're walking back to civilization." To be continued... Notes: All these are revised versions of DC second stringers, more or less. Alexis is the daughter of the new Spy Smasher introduced in Birds of Prey recently...
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