Grant Q. Edwards,

    was staring at his beautiful angel. She was waiting for something to happen. She knew that she would meet her new teammates. What she didn't know was that they were the same exact people she tried to rid of this world.

     Annabelle was harsh when it came to criminals, even though she is considered one herself, she doesn't believe that she is. She believed that she was helping the world, not hurt it.

   So when three cars came by and dropped off three strange people she knew this was strange. She hid behind Grant's back, trying not to be seen by the people she calls monsters.

   "Damn man. Why you have to hose me down?!" A man with skull tattoos said yelling at Griggs. All he did was roll his eyes as Rick came over and stood beside Annabelle and Grant.

  Rick and Grant had a lot in common. They both fell in love with people who were not really in a good place, especially since Ricks girlfriend is a witch and Grants is a fallen angel.

  So yeah they were bound to be good friends. Like friends till the end type thing. Annabelle actually liked Rick. Only because he was a whole lot nicer to her then Griggs or the others.

   "Wow it's so bright out here!" A girl in a dolly was rolled out as she tried her best to shield her eyes from the burning bright light coming from the sun. "If I would have known I would have gotten some cute sunglasses." Annabelle could tell right off the bat, this chick was bonkers.

    "Can't you tell lady? We're in a prison, not a damn shopping mall." The black man said. Annabelle could feel something radiating off that man. Hope? It could be, but what would he be hoping about or for? She wondered.

   Rick sighed as did Grant. Then another truck stopped by and dropped off a big crocodile man. Annabelle was curious as to why God would have made such a creature to hate so much in the world. She could smell the killer off of him.

   "Don't touch me." His voice was deep and demonic sounding. It made Annabelle more curious than before. What exactly is he? How did he become what he is now?

She looked down at her bare feet digging in the soft sand. She could definitely tell they were really far away from the city. She normally sees things that most people don't see. But being locked in a prison cell for ten years takes it's toll on you.

   "Here we go. 12 pounds of shit in a 10 pound bag." Griggs said throwing a bag out. A guard stepped out and opened the bag. Annabelle was wondering what could be inside. It had a stage label on the bag. But when the guard opened the bag out came a man ready to fight.

   "Well. This is definitely not what I had in mind when you said I was joining a team." The man said. His thick Australian accent was strong and it made Annabelle giggle. Grant turned to look at her and smiled. She nod her head and stepped closer to him, placing her soft delicate hands on his bicep.

   "Well what now? You have everyone here? What's the plan douchebags?" The dark man said turning to face everyone and he saw Rick.

  "We don't have everyone yet. Here comes Slipknot." Another car sped up fast to the group of people and then they pulled out a man from a big box. A women had her grip tight on his arms not letting him go. Until she threw him out and uncuffed him.

   "Have a good time, scumbag." She said and he rolled his eyes then punched her right in the face. She fell back grunting in pain as her nose was gushing blood. Anna giggled a little.

   "She had a mouth." He smirked at the group shrugging. Grant looked at Rick as if saying 'This is really happening?' They all shook there heads and Rick told the guards to throw their belongings out. They did and the group looked inside.

   The crocodile killer man, had a nice jacket. It had golden chains and small pieces of patches keeping it from falling apart. He smiled as he adjusted his coat.

  Then it was the crazy girls turn. She pulled off her clothes and searched for her new outfit. She pulled out one that had red and black together forming a big one piece suit. She shook her head and tossed it away. She pulled out red and blue shorts, a daddy's little monster shirt, pair of heightened sneakers, a necklace saying puddin, then lastly her jacket that said 'Property of Joker'.

Annabelle had heard of this Joker once and was pissed at how many people he killed. She knew that he was evil just from rumors. He's the king of gotham, and this chick? Well every king has to have a queen somewhere. She remembered the girl's name. Harleen Quinzel, aka, Harley Quinn.

   Annabelle sighed as every man there watched her change. Annabelle rolled her eyes and smack Grant on the head, making his gaze be torn from Harley to her. "What the hell Grant. I'm not good enough anymore?" She said pouting. Grant quickly turned around and faced her.

  "No Angel. You are more than good. You're fantastic and beautiful." He said and kissed her lips softly. She sighed into it and then they pulled away. "Also you need to go introduce yourself." Annabelle's smiled faded and she frowned. She hated talking to other people. She sighed as Grant moved out of the way.

  "What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?" Everyone looked at her in pure shock. "I'm kidding! Jeez. That's not what they really said." She smiled evil at everyone. Annabelle grew tired of this.

  "That was not funny, you stupid girl." Annabelle spoke and everyone turned their attention away from Harley, to the angel. The group looked at her strangely. She was definitely the definition of strange and bible study.

   Harley frowned at the girl and stepped forward only to hult as Annabelle held Orisis to her throat. "Wow lady, I just wanted to check ya wings out." Annabelle growled in her demonic tone. Grant instantly stepped out to make her stand down.

"Anna. Put Osiris down." She didn't listen. Never changing her gaze or even faltering it. She glared at the pink and blue, platinum blonde haired girl. Grant glared at her and shoved Orisis down. Harley backed away slowly, whispering to Boomerang that she had anger issues. 

"I don't want that thing coming anywhere near me Grant." She said still looking at her. The others were just shocked at how beautiful she looked. Her fiery red hair, bright green eyes, thin frame, black wings, Orisis and her white prison raggs.

The guards thought it was amusing to see her interact with people after being locked up for ten years. Grant was just pissed they even laughed at her actions.

  Annabelle sighed and looked at a box that looked interesting. Grant followed her just in case she had another episode of 'Mean girls'. Annabelle dug through the box and found a beautiful black jacket. She smiled and dug through it more finding a black crop top,  skinny jeans, combat boots, and fingerless gloves.

With the snap of her fingers and in the blink of an eye she changed into her new outfit. She smiled contently twirling around in her new clothes. She was happy she found her outfit.

Rick sighed and stood up straight. Grant right behind him. "Listen up!" He yelled and everyone stopped talking and looked to him. "In your necks ...," He looked around as everyone got into a line. Annabelle crossing her arms listening to her boyfriends best friend. "Is an injection you got, it's a nanite explosive. As the size of a rice grain ...but it's powerful as a hand grenade."

Annabelle placed a hand on her neck feeling the explosive. She looked to Grant and he gave her a sad look. She knew he didn't want to, but he had to. "You disobey me, you die. You try to escape, you die." Everyone sighed and began to look at everyone around them. "You otherwise irritate or vex me, and guess what? You die. Annabelle i'm not so worried about." She snapped her head up to look at Rick and rolled her eyes. 

Harley raised her hand and Annabelle rolled her eyes at the girls little antics. "I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you." She said smiling at him then looking around at everyone. She saw Annabelle with the most bored look she had ever seen, but it was also scary. She made a mental note not to get on her bad side. 

Rick rolled his eyes at her and sighed shaking his head saying, "Lady, Shut up!" Annabelle giggled and everyone looked at her. She then switched her smile for a frown and a glare. Rick came closer to everyone watching them closely. "Here's the deal. You're going somewhere very bad...to do something that'll get you killed. But until that happens...you're my problem." Boomerang held a unicorn in his pocket petting it and Annabelle saw, she smiled knowing why he kept it. 

"So was that like a pep talk?" The dark man asked Rick. Annabelle could read his thoughts, they were very loud, so was the Diablo guy. She sighed leaning on her hip feeling Harley come closer to her wings.  She growled and Harley back away almost bumping into that man. 

"Yeah. That was a pep talk." Said Rick as he placed his hand on his hips. The man scoffed and rolled his eye's "Finish getting ready, Wheels up in 10."

 He walked off and Grant turned to Annabelle walking to her quickly and kissed her softly. "Be good." He said and then ran off to Rick. She sighed and saw everyone looking at her. She rolled her eyes and turned to the black man. 

"What's your name?" Annabelle asked him and he raised an eyebrow. 

"Deadshot, but my real name is Floyd Lawton." He said pulling out his jacket from his box. Harley came over skipping. Annabelle moving away from her. Floyd looked at his jacket in deep thought, Annabelle could see his thoughts and the feeling when he puts it on. 

"What? Won't fit anymore?" Harley asked tilting her head. Annabelle smiled at the the way she looked like the dog she saw on the street when she first came to earth. 

"Nah, Every time I put it on, somebody dies." He said looking up at her. Harley was now confused. 

"And?" She tilt her head further to the right. He chuckled and smirked at her

"I like putting it on." Annabelle scoffed and turned away from them. She hated killers, especially one's who do it for fun, or think it's a game. She hated that the most. 

"Somethin' tells me a whole lotta people are about to die." Harley said looking around. Annabelle rolled her eyes for the thousandth time and looked around the boxes trying to find other weapons. 

"Yeah it's us." Diablo said in a very low voice. Annabelle could feel something radiating off of him. It was sadness or something close to that. "We're being lead to our death's" Diablo said sadly as he put on his jacket. To Annabelle it looked badass. But she also liked Grant's Jacket because she would steal it from him. 

"Speak for yourself Mate. I got to much to do." Boomerang said looking at Diablo and Deadshot. The his attention turned to Annabelle who had found two pistols. She smirked as she held them up to the sun. She slid them in a holister she found in another box and looked around some more. 

Deadshot turned to Diablo and smirked pointing in his face saying, "Hey, what's that crap on your face? Does it wash off?" Annabelle glared at his words as she threw a ball, that she found, at his head. He turned to glare at her and she smirked. 

Harley jumped up with excitement as she was ready to ask him a question. "Hey, if ya like a girl, can ya light her cigarette with your pinkie? Because that would be real classy." Annabelle chuckled but then turned to him and saw that he was not happy. He was the very opposite of that. 

"I think it would be wise not to pick on him, he could torch this place into a fire pit than roast marshmallows over us." Annabelle said looking at everyone. Diablo looked at her in shock but nof his head saying 'thanks' to her. 

"Ain't got nothing to worry about from me. I'm cool, homie." She smiled at the nick name. She doesn't have a lot of people to call her things, but she still doesn't like it, but she did like Diablo. So that was a good thing. 

Everyone was done getting everything they needed and Rick came back with Grant. Annabelle smiled as he gave her a small smile of his own. " Behold the voice of god." Rick held a tablet out and everyone watched the screen. On the screen, was Amanda Waller. Annabelle inwardly growled. She hated this chick.

"For those of you who don't know me officially ...My Name is Amanda Waller...There's an active terrorist event in Midway City. I want you to enter the city, rescue HVT- 1 and get them to safety." She said through the tiny screen tablet. Annabelle could definitely tell that they were not saving someone, they were going to take down someone. Where was June? She looked to Rick and saw he was upset. That's when she knew that this "Terrorist attack" was probably that Witch in Junes body. She kept quiet about it, hoping that she may be wrong.

"For those of us who don't speak good guy, what is HVT- 1?" Deadshot asked her and she looked over at him and sighed. Annabelle was still in thought about what was happening. She gave up trying to read Rick's mind, that's when she saw the images of the Witch disappearing from the hotel room they were in. Annabelle then got small glimpses of the witch and a underground railroad system. She was yanked right out of the thoughts, when Amanda stopped talking. 

"There's your pep talk." Rick said and Deadshot scoffed. 

"Compared to your shit, she killed it." He said smirking at Rick, trying his best to get underneath his skin. Grant looked over to Annabelle and saw her pinching her nose. He knew she was digging through someone's head, but he didn't say anything.

"So that's it?" Harley asked Rick and Annabelle was shaking her head feeling her vision come back. Then she looked up at stared at Rick.

"So what are we? Like your personal suicide Gang?" Annabelle asked and he looked at her with sadness, he didn't want Grant to be upset if Annabelle died. If she did, he might as well started to dig his own grave. 

"It's more like a Suicide Squad." Deadshot said, looking at everyone. Annabelle tossed her head back and forth knowing that he said it a lot better than she did. People were getting things packed into the jets and birds. Birds meaning military helicopters. So when she got bored of listening to them she walked off to the bird that was ready to go. Grant grabbed her arm and made her stop.

"Don't tell them what's going on. Do you understand me?" She glared at the fact he was keeping a huge secret, about her best friend, from her. "Anna, do you understand me?" She ripped her arm out of his grasp.

"Crystal." Then she turned around and tried to get on. Except Grant grabbed her arm again and she tried to protest, but he shut her up by grabbing her face and kissing her hard. She wasn't expecting this, but she loved it. She ran her fingers through his hair and he pulled her closer gripping her hips tighter. If it weren't for her being in prison, and being monitored, she and him would have there way with one another. But sadly they couldn't.

When they both pulled away, she knew that this was somewhat of a goodbye and try not to get yourself killed thing. "Stay safe. Please. And listen to Rick."

She nod her head, kissed him one last time and got on, strapping herself in making sure her wings were comfortable. The others followed and soon got ready in there seats. Harley sat next to Deadshot on the other side of Annabelle, Boomerang sat beside the angel, as Killer croc stood up with Slipknot. Diablo sat on the other side of Annabelle and made sure he wasn't hurting her wings. She was actually smiling because of how thoughtful he was. 

  
  Just before the Bird could lift off a woman in a red and white mask hopped on and Rick looked over to her. He sighed and sat up a little. "You're late." He said to her as she sat down further away form the monsters, as she would call them.

"I was busy." She grumbled and looked away from everyone. Annabelle could tell she didn't like peopel either. She might just like this girl.

"This is Katana. She's got my back. She can cut all of you in half with one sword stroke ...Just like mowing the lawn. I would advise not getting killed by her. Her sword traps the souls of it's victims." Annabelle was looking at her sword and she smiled, she knew that sword. It was the one Lucifer made for one of his deals. It is very ancient. Though she wasn't going to tell her that. She doesn't even know the swords full power.

Harley stood up and held her hand out for her to shake but Katana didn't want to. She looked as if she would rip her hand off, or cut it off. So Harley pulled har hand away frowning a little, but continued, "Nice to meet ya. Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?" Annabelle snorted and everyone turned to her as she had a huge smile on her face. To her that was funny. 

"Should I kill them?" Katana asked Rick looking between me and Harley. That's when Annabelles smile turned into a scowl towards the woman. She hated being threatened. She took back the thing she said before about this women. They may no get along at all.

"Easy Cowgirl. Ain't that kinda mission." Rick says looking to Annabelle as she turned her attention to him and away from the woman. She heard Rick's thoughts about Grant killing him if any harm came to her. He agreed and promised to make sure she wouldn't die. Annabelle smiled knowing that her boyfriend, who is not hear at the moment, would do anything to protect her. 

Harley gasped as she turned her attention out the window. Annabelle could hear the sounds of shooting from afar. Although the others can't, she seemed to know that whatever was going on down there was going to be war. "Look at that pretty lights! Are you guys seein' this?" She asked excitedly looking out the window. Annabelle looked down feeling the fear and death down there. Something wasn't right down there at all. 

"What happened?" Deadshot asked looking over at Rick. Rick looked like he was stuck for a moment. Annabelle could tell he wasn't ready to tell the lie. Then it came to him, as Annabelle shook her head at him.

"Terrorist attack. Dirty bombs, bad guys shooting up the place with AKs. You know, usual shit." He says sighing towards the end. That was his mistake. Deadshot knew he was lying. 

"Right." He chuckled sarcastically. Annabelle looked to Rick and he turned his head her way. He knew she had caught him way before he even started his lie.

"You're a bad liar." Annabelle said smirking his way. Deadshot looked to her and nod his head, agreeing. It wasn't that hard to detect to tell he was lying. Annabelle could tell when Grant lies. It wasn't hard because they both sigh when they lie. 

"I don't know if they told you ...but I'm a hitman. I'm not a fireman. I don't save people." Deadshot said looking between the window and Rick. Boomerang watched as Annabelle pulled a loose feather off her wing. He took it from her when she was about to let it go. 

"Anything for a dollar, right?" Rick asked smirking at him, knowing he was right. Everybody wanted to get there sentance to go down as much as they could, and saving the day, I guess villains are now heros. Though Floyd was not happy when he said this. To him he was doing it to help his daughter out.

"You know the dark places, too. Don't act like you don't." He glared at Rick, and Annabelle knew he hit a soft spot on Rick. He had done a lot of bad things a long time ago. Then he joined the army and worked hard to get rid of what he did in the past. 

"I'm a soldier!" He yelled out and Annabelle stood up just in case they decided to go all out cat fight here. "And you're a serial killer who takes credit cards. Big difference buddy." He sighed and watched as Annabelle gripped Osiris tightly. He groaned and turned to her. "When the shooting starts, and it will You'll cut and run." He stated as if he knew exactly what Floyd was going to do. Though Annabelle had faith that he would stay. 

That's when they all heard an explosion making the bird began to tip over and spin out of control. Everyone buckled up quickly and annabelle tucked her wings in her body making them turn into a tattoo instead of her actually wigs. She didn't want them to get hurt on the way down. "Six- one is going down. Six- one is going down hard." The pilot said and that's when they crashed into a building. Annabelle groaned as Boomerang landed on her. 

He looked up and smirked at her. "Well, if I knew this would happen, I would have put you on top mate." Annabelle growled and threw him off her. He went flying into a car and broke the window. Annabelle smirked in victory and brushed herself off and turned around to see Harley stumble out of the broken bird. 

"What a ride!" Annabelle sighed knowing this was going to be a longer ride then she may have intended. Though she wans't doing this for herself. She was doing it for Grant and maybe her future.