Gods & Monsters (Suicide Squad)

Chapter 11

Hey guys I just wanted to say disregard what I said in the last chapter because this chapter is really the longest chapter I wrote. Also there's a hidden reference in this referencing the lady the story is named after so tell me you find it, and that's it. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it.
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The squad had made their way to roof of the building and stood in silence as they wait for the helicopter to land.

Floyd still had his arm wrapped around Eleanor as she stood there with no emotion what so ever, her dark makeup stained her face which showed she had been crying but no one seemed to notice.

The only one who seemed to notice was Flag and he didn't really think much of it other then she smudged her makeup. But what he most noticed was that Deadshot was being to friendly with Eleanor for his liking.

One of Flag's men started to try to get a hold of the person flying the helicopter but couldn't. The helicopter begin to turn slowly towards them.

"Boss, they're not talking to me." the guy yelled shuffling over to Flag.

"That helicopter isn't ours anymore." Eleanor heard Rick yell before the helicopter begin to shoot at them. Floyd ducked pulling Eleanor down with him, while everyone who stood without protection was shot dead.

Eleanor was confused on what was happening other then the fact that they were being shot at. As she was trying to get her head into what going on, she saw Harley phone light up with a text. Eleanor looked over all the other text but one stuck out.

"Mistah. J?" Eleanor spoke up with a hint of worry in her voice.

"Isn't that the joke-" she heard a maniacal crazed laugh which stop her in mid-sentence.

Everything started to fade black as memories started to rise.
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In a club that was painted gold and had more freaks and criminals then you could name. All of their eyes were on a woman as we know as Eleanor, who stood on stage in the middle of the room.

Eleanor wore a short black skirt that came down to her mid-thigh, green shirt with sleeves that only covered her shoulders, black boots with zipper going up, and a gold choker that was instuded with diamonds along with a ring that looked just like the choker.

She tapped her boot against the stage that glowed gold as the beat of a song started to play as she gripped the old mic before she started to sing.

In the land of gods and monsters
I was an angel
Living in a garden of evil
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed
Shining like a fiery beacon
You got that medicine I need
Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly
Put your hands on my waist, do it softly
Me and God we don't get along, so now I sing

She slowly swayed her hips to the beat before moving faster as the song picked up.

No one's gonna take my soul away
Living like Jim Morrison
Headed towards a fucked up holiday

She walked of the stage before spinning around in two large circles cuasing her blonde beauty queen hair to come undone. She started to grip a man with tattoos over him and sung,

Motel, sprees, sprees, and I'm singing
Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly lost
It's innocence lost
Innocence lost