Reader is married to Lex Luthor and one day after visiting him at Arkham Asylum, si kidnapped by someone who may or may not have foul intentions.
Warnings: none.
Word count: 672
You were walking down the steps of the main entrance of Arkham Asylum with watery eyes blurring your vision. Ever since he'd been put there, you'd visited Lex every week without fail, and while those visits weren't exactly pleasant, you'd managed to stay calm and put on your happy face so that both of you could enjoy yourselves as much as a one hour visit in that place allowed. You usually could tolerate these visits, but not today.
Trying your best to stop crying, you kept walking but before you could reach your car, a pair of strong hands gripped each of your arms. Scared to death you started kicking and turning in a failed attempt to free yourself; you would have screamed if your mouth hadn't been covered by a hand at the moment, you tried to bite it but failed to do that as well.
Among the commotion, you distinguished the pair of men who were dragging you down the stairs; both of their faces were covered and they wore military looking outfits. They took a few more steps before stopping abruptly in front of a large black van. The man holding your right arm opened the door and got in, the one holding your left one pushed you inside and climbed next to you.
You tried to release yourself again. Once that door closed it would all be over. The two men saw this coming, though and in one swift movement, they'd grabbed your wrists and bound them with a pair of handcuffs.
"Let me go! Please!" You cried "I'll do anything, please!"
The two men and another pair of strangers sitting at the front of the van ignored your pleas as the driver turned the engine on and started driving away. In that moment they placed a rag over your nose and mouth; and the world grew dark.
You woke up with a slight headache and feeling dizzy. Nearly falling off the chair you were sitting on because of the latter. Once you recovered your balance, you looked around you to see what seemed to be a small airport runway.
What the—
Your thoughts were interrupted as your surroundings became blurry for a second when someone spun you around; the movement made your head hurt even more.
In front of you stood one of the men who'd dragged you there in the first place, behind them another one and an unidentified woman appeared. At the sight of them, you once tried to protest but could not do so as you found out your mouth had been covered with duck tape. Dammit! you thought.
"Y/N Luthor" the woman said, approaching you.
You were going to ask how she knew your name, but one, your mouth was sealed with duck tape and two, anyone with the slightest knowledge of the 'Luthor' name and with access to media or the internet probably knew who you were. You figured this lady was one of those people.
Ever since the death of Superman, your popularity had increased exponentially. And not in a good way. If this had anything to do with that incident, well...
You would probably be dead soon.
The woman was now standing in front of you, she knelt down at your level and removed the duck tape in one quick move.
"OW!" You cried.
"Y/N," she said, "we will release your hands now, you can try to escape if you want, but you'll be on the floor before you can say 'Luthor', are we clear?"
The use given to your last name was starting to annoy you, that and the fact that these people had just freaking kidnaped you; but still you nodded, as you knew that she wasn't messing around.
"Good," she said, and a man behind you removed the handcuffs.
You stroked your reddened wrists "who are you?"
"My name is Amanda. Waller. These are my asociates," she signaled at the three men surrounding you, "and we are the only reason you're still alive."
