Artemis ~ Suicide Squad

Prologue

I was only five years old when it happened; I felt so betrayed that day.

12 years earlier

"Mommy, where are we going. I thought we were going to get ice cream."

Momma turns her head in my direction with her eyes still on the road and speaks to me in a calming voice," Pumpkin, we will after I make a quick stop, and then we'll go eat some ice cream okay?"

I pretend to put some thought into this change, but not really caring, because we were stilling going to get ice cream, and I nod my head frantically.

She turns her head back to the road, but stilling being able to see me in the rear view mirror. She gives me one of her gentle motherly smiles, but something seemed off; I didn't really feel reassured by it.

Shaking off the weird feeling Momma gave me, I went back to looking out the car window clutching tightly to Amp, my stuffed bunny. The pretty city lights started to fade away the further we drove away from it.

When Momma drove faster away from the city the more I started to get the feeling something was wrong, and we might not be getting ice cream.

I look back to the front of the car and notice that Mommy's hands were turning white from gripping tightly to the steering wheel. I was getting scared, not really knowing what was going on, so I tell Mommy with a quiver in my voice.

"Mommy, where are we going...I'm scared."

Just before she says anything, I see a shape of a building not to far ahead and Momma seems to notice it too, so she ignores me and keeps her intention on the road and only focusing on the building up ahead.

As we finally reach the dreadful building, I notice a lady, no older then Momma, standing outside of the opened gates. When we pull up to the gates Momma stops the car, but leaves the engine on, and she gets out of the vehicle walking (more like rushing) over to my side, opening the door, and unbuckling me from my seat. She pulls me out of the car, quit roughly if I do say so myself, and practically drags me towards the scary dark women.

Now in front of the stranger, the women holds out her hand. Momma grabs it and they shake hands, when they let going the women introduces herself

" I'm Amanda Waller, and you are Rosaline Kyler, 37 years old, Widowed at the age of 33, pregnant at the time. Left alone with little 5 year old Danny; no help from family, having to raise her all on your own. I must say you look quit miserable."

I try to hide myself behind Mommy, but she yanks me back in front of her, not seeming to care that she's holding my arm tightly enough to leave a bruise.

When she talks to the lady, she doesn't sound right; she starts to sound rushed, as if she doesn't really want to be here.

"I don't care if you know who I am; I just want to get rid of this thing and be done with it, so you better have my money or you won't be getting anything."

I have no idea what this 'thing' is, and I don't want to know, I just want to go home. I don't care about ice cream anymore I just want to go to my room and going to sleep like this never happened, so I decide to tell her.

"Momma, I don't want to be here. Can we please go home; we don't have to get ice cream anymore...please Mommy."

She looks down at me and gives me a disgusted look, I don't know what for, but I didn't like it. I try to pull my arm away from her, but she only clamps harder onto my arm.