HARLEY LOOKED at the store windows as they walked through the streets, eyeing the clothing. She paused for a moment, staring at a small purse hanging off of a mannequin. Without further thought, Harley swiftly swung her bat, shattering the window.

At the sound of the glass shattering, everyone jumped, spinning around to face her. The soldiers all had their guns raised, but Harley didn't look bothered, simply grabbing the purse she liked, and slinging it over her shoulder.

"What the hell is wrong with you people?" Rick asked, clearly exasperated, watching Harley eye the rest of the clothing on the mannequins.

"We're bad guys! It's what we do." She replied, laughing loudly as she tore her gaze away from the clothing. Harley quickly began walking forward again, and after a moment, the soldiers began to move again as well. The group started moving, except for Freya, who stayed behind, watching Floyd look at a little girls coat that was placed on a mannequin.

"You got a daughter, right? What's her name?" Freya asked curiously. Floyd glanced at her, staying silent for a moment.

"Zoe." Floyd finally said, a hint of a smile twitching at his lips. Freya smiled, patting Floyd on the shoulder.

"That's a good name." She said quietly, before turning, and following behind the soldiers. After a moment, Floyd followed too.

–•–•–

"Our body's up there. We go in, get 'em out, helos get us in the roof." Rick said, with GQ listening closely behind him. "It's Miller time." Rick said, directing the statement at the other soldier. GQ nodded, crouching down behind a car. The tall building that stood in front of them looked rather ominous, but Freya would never admit that out loud. Floyd, and Freya glanced at each other, before advancing towards the building.

"What do you say we get this thing over with?" Floyd asked to no one in particular, as Freya walked up to one of the glass doors.

"What are you doing? Deadshot. Kitsune. Fall back." Rick called after them, but his orders fell on deaf ears as Freya raised an her foot, kicking in the door, the glass shattering, and falling to the floor. The two continued inside without another glance back, but the heavy footsteps assured them that the soldiers were following.

"You mind if we tag along?" Rick asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Freya scoffed, stopping in front of the security desk. The security camera showed that the entire place was entirely deserted.

"Looks like we have a spot of luck, aye?" Digger mused, as Harley began to wander off. Curious, and knowing the girls' bad habits, Freya followed. Harley stepped into the elevator, with Freya following close behind. Pressing the button, Harley pouted as nothing happened.

"Hold on." Freya said, giving Harley a grin as she placed her hand flat against the control panel of the elevator. Electricity crackled around Freya's hand, before the elevator came to life, dinging as the doors shut, and it began going up. Harley waved to the boys, and Tatsu, on the ground through the glass as they continued their ascent.

As Harley checked her phone, a thud on the top of the elevator made both girls look up. One of the creatures dropped through the ceiling, slamming Harley against the wall of the elevator. She punched it, before promptly shooting it in the head. Freya whistled lowly as Harley looked at her reflection in the glass, fixing her hair.

Freya swiftly pushed her out of the way as another one of the creatures burst in, shattering the glass. It hit Freya, who easily punched it back, before her eyes glowed orange. Grabbing it by the throat, the ex-mercenary slammed it to the ground, electricity lighting up the elevator before Harley destroyed it's head with her bat. Harley blew hair out of her face, grinning at Freya, who grinned back. Another ding rang out into the elevator, and the doors slid open, revealing Waylon, Floyd, Rick and Tatsu immediately ready to fight.

"Hey guys!" Harley said, stepping over the body as she exited the elevator. Freya smirked as she followed, walking past the line of soldiers. Freya paused, turning to look at them.

"Come on. Let's go."

–•–•–

Freya had always hated offices, especially ones lined with cubicles where people who hated their jobs, but needed money, spent their days. Walking through a deserted one with cracked windows, and a single, annoying, flickering light only made that hatred amplify.

"Hold." Rick called, making everyone stop in their place. Immediately, Freya pulled out her sword, accidentally clinking it against Katana's. The two looked at each other for a moment, before nodding simultaneously.

"I don't like this, Flag." Floyd said, looking around. There was no sign of anyone, or anything. The entire situation struck a chord with Freya, and she knew this was bad.

"I don't like it either." Rick replied, sighing. Floyd was still for a moment, before he grabbed his white mask, pulling it on over his face. Harley smirked, glancing over at him.

"Pussy." She spat jokingly, and Floyd narrowed his eyes at her from under the mask.

"I will knock your ass out. I don't care if you're a girl." Floyd said, but even Freya knew it was an empty threat. Everyone was quiet, and still, for a moment, before Waylon let out a low growl from next to Freya.

Suddenly, the ceiling tiles began caving in, dozens of creatures ambushing them from above. Freya began cutting them down, watching Captain Boomerang get tackled through a large glass door out of the corner of her eye. Electricity surged through her sword as she ran to him, running her sword through the creature on top of him. Electricity made it begin to twitch violently, before Freya removed her sword, leaving a large, burnt hole in the creatures chest. Helping him up, Digger pulled a hatchet out of his vest.

"Thanks, mate." He said gratefully, and Freya nodded, before focusing on Floyd's yelling over the gunfire.

"They're after Flag again!" He shouted, making Freya, and Digger give each other a look, before running towards their 'Captain'. "Circle around him!" Deadshot yelled, the rest of the group doing as told. Freya stood directly in front of Rick, as he attempted to break away from their protective barrier.

"Let me fight!" Rick shouted angrily, and Freya turned, shoving him back.

"You die, we die!" She yelled, and he stilled, as his soldiers killed the last of the creatures.

"All clear, move out!" Rick yelled after a moment, and the squad all moved away from him. They all did a quick sweep of the offices, making sure there's none left, before moving on.

They stepped out onto the outside walkway, being able to see several levels up, as more creatures began to open fire on them. Floyd and Freya turned to Chato, who just regrouped with them. Floyd pulled off his mask, shoving Chato back.

"Where you been, homie?" Floyd shouted angrily, but Chato just shook his head.

"This ain't my fight!" Chato replied, making Floyd scoff.

"You know what? You ain't stand for shit, you ain't about shit!" Floyd said angrily, before he shoved Chato again, and Freya could see that he was getting angry now.

"Don't touch me, man!" Chato shouted, but Floyd continued poking at him, trying to get him angry.

"I'm touching you! What're you gonna do? Do something!" Floyd shouted, and Freya rolled her eyes, finally having enough of this. She shoved Floyd away, taking his place in front of Chato.

"Look, hermano, when I give you the word, you do something, ¿entiendes?" He hesitated, and she grabbed his arm. "¿Entiendes?" He nodded, and she pulled away, electricity surrounding her sword. An orange energy began to surround her as she made her way onto the walkway that the creatures were rushing them on.

"The hell you doing, Kitsune?" Flag yelled, but Freya brushed him off. She grabbed her sword with both hands, plunging it into the ground. A crack forms, everything standing on it, or near it, becoming electrocuted.

"Ahora, el Diablo!" Freya yelled back at Chato. In immediate response, Diablo held his hands up, spraying fire all over the creatures. It was over almost as soon as it began, and Freya pulled her sword out of the ground, the electricity coming from the cracks stopping immediately. Harley kissed Chato on the cheek as Waylon gave Freya a hard pat on the back. As Chato passed by, he paused, nodding gratefully at her.

"No problema, hermano."

( note! )

hermano — brother
entiendes — do you understand?
ahora — now
no problema — no problem