Mortem {suicide squad}

xi

"Who are you?" She asked again, upset that they wouldn't answer her question. The team were frozen with shock. "Answer me or I shall do something really bad." She demanded. "We are your friends." The one with fire power answered her. "You are lying to me. If you were my friends, I would know you. Don't lie to me again." She threatened, raising her hand. "My name is Rick Flag." The man holding her introduced himself, "We are going to take you somewhere safe." He promised. "Hello Rick, my name is Nyx. But you seem to already know that. Will there be bubbles?" She asked. "We can get you some bubbles; you just need to come with us." "Okay." She smiled and skipped to the door. "Come on. Let's go." She skipped out of the room. The team winced as they heard the familiar words.

The team walked onto the helicopter, shocked. "What are your names?" Nyx asked. "I'm Deadshot, and this is Harley Quinn," The man pointed to the different people, "El Diablo, Captain Boomerang, Killer Croc, and Katana." Harley waved at her. "I'm Nyx, but I think you all knew that. What I'd like to know is how you know it." Nyx stated, "And where we are going." She huffed when no one answered her. She turned to the man next to her. "So, you're El Diablo?" She asked, and he nodded in reply. Humming, she started to trace his tattoos. "I like your tattoos. Can I get one?" She looked up at him and then turned to Rick. "Can I? Pretty please!" Rick smiled at her. "Maybe," Nyx got bored very quickly. "Are we there yet?" She asked, swinging her feet. "No," Rick responded. Sighing dramatically, sliding down in her seat. "How much longer do I have to be on this plane?" "Not much longer," Rick said, looking at his watch. "What do you guys usually do when you ride in one of these planes? Because if it is what you are doing now, you guys are incredibly boring."

Eventually the plane landed, relieving all of its passengers. The ride had been filled with awkward stares, annoying questions, and silence. "Do I get my bubbles now?" Nyx turned to Rick. "Soon," Rick sighed, tuning in on his radio, "We've got the metahuman." He said to Amanda. "Good," She replied, "Now get her in a cell." He turned to the squad. "You know the drill, guys. Back in your cells," Some guards walked over to escort the prisoners. El Diablo turned back to Rick. "We will be able to see her, right?" He asked. Rick curtly nodded, before turning back to Nyx. "We are going to go get your bubbles, Nyx." He said, motioning her to walk with him. "Will I get to see those people again? Because I liked them," She smiled, looking up at him. "Can I have a piggy back?" She asked, before climbing on his back, laughing all along the way. Rick looked up at the girl on his shoulders before letting out a chuckle himself. She would be a handful for the guards to look after.