𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 ; suicide squad

chapter 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞.

ˢⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ⁱⁿᶠᵃᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

໒꒰ྀི'🐍‧｡⋆

[ helping hand ]

𝐒𝐨, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤'𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. You clearly didn't have any good luck due to the fact that the moment he looked away to try and scold you, the creatures suddenly began charging after shouting in a random language.

Gunshots rang through the area as you ducked behind a car, quickly grabbing your guns, aiming it at one of the creatures. You've had your fair share of slasher films, so you shot directly at the head after witnessing one of the humanoid's only drop down after a merciless round of ammo by a soldier. The creature fell to the floor as its head exploded, leaving nothing but charred flesh in its wake.

Harley joined your side, and you found yourself back-to-back with her as you walked sideways, each honing to one another as you shot the creatures. You wanted to gather Deadshot, K.C and maybe the fire guy, and you didn't even bother with Harkness, knowing damn well he was probably halfway across the city at this point. 

You leaped forward, dodging a bullet before swiping your leg, causing the humanoid to fall to the ground. You stomped pettily on its face, sinking to the floor when its head was nothing much broken mush. 

You leaned down, retrieving the gun and... an axe? Where the hell did it score one of these? Holding it up, you admired the shining metal with a glint in your eyes, completely ignoring the battle going on around you. 

"Eyes up, Viper!" you heard Deadshot call, causing your attention to snap back and immediately began fighting with the newly acquired weapon. 

"Get off me!"

The yell was curt, and it sounded from close to you. Turning around, your eyes latched onto Rick, who was being dragged away by a small group of the creatures. The colonel's hits were futile, given the humanoids gave no reaction and continued pulling him away. 

You found yourself spinning back around, ignoring his shouts as you continued fighting. 

Just think about yourself. He wouldn't do the same for you.

"Flag!" GQ screamed, shooting at the captors. 

"Good riddance," Harley grinned at you, causing you to chuckle and shake your head, although the action had you locking eyes with Deadshot. 

"Y/N! He dies, we die!" he yelled.

You sighed, pinching your eyes shut before shouting, "Fuck!" 

Spinning around and leaping forward, you wrapped your legs and groaned at the feeling of the orbs rubbing against your thigh. Bashing your fists, they split through the head of the humanoid creature, before you aimed your gun at another.

GQ managed to kill the other two by firing, and you wiped your lip as you held out your hand. Rick took it, allowing you to help him up as he muttered, "Thanks."

"Kiss my ass, you prick."

His mouth parted in exasperation as he watched your figure running forward, shooting at another humanoid that nearly harmed K.C.