I got to the group waiting for one of them to say something...nothing is all I got. I never hated silence, what I hated was being alone with my thoughts. And let me just say my thoughts is not a good place to be.
"Are we moving or what?" I asked annoyed with how quite it was, and how their all starting at me.
"Men move out" Flag told his soldiers and us.
We walked for what felt like hours but it was only about 30 minutes. I haven't used my stele in about 5 years now, damn I been locked up for a long time. I took out my stele and started drawing ruins on my skin. (The ruins she's drawing will fade away so there not permanent) It didn't hurt much, it just stung so to me it looked like I was burning myself.
When the team came to a stop I stoped with them but kept my concentration on drawing the ruins. When I finished my ruin I started paying attention to what they were talking about. I really need to stop zoning out, cause by the time I was paying attention everyone except deadshot and I was hiding behind some cars or turned over rocks. We were in front of an office building, Rick was yelling at us to get down while deadshot and I walked to the glass door. Which broke when I touched it, but I just shrugged it off and continue throughout the building without the team.
(A/N I know its short but, hey, I have seen shorter. Any way I need a fandom to write about so I can fill in the a spot in my schedule for updating. So until then I will not be updating on Wednesday.)
Till next time byee!🐱
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Bloodshed ✖Suicide Squad✖ (Needs To Be Edited)
FanfictionWhat if there was another member to the Suicide Squad? What if she was the most dangerous person in the world? She killed over 3000 people, innocent or criminals. She did not care, for she lost her sanity....Bloodshed, that is what people called her...
