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Warning: This chapter will contain depictions and mentions of abuse, if you are triggered by such imagery please do not read. This chapter will also include a lemon scene 

Flashback

In the dimly lit warehouse, Red X, sauntered in, a subtle air of exhaustion clinging to him after completing a demanding assignment. The room echoed with the clinking of poker chips as he discovered his unconventional comrades engrossed in a poker game.

Condiment King, a quirkier character than most, grinned and tossed a chip his way. "X, you're late. We were starting to think you got cold feet on us!"

With a smirk, Red X replied, "Just had some business to wrap up. You know how it is."

Seated around the makeshift poker table were Music Meister, Crazy Quilt, and Egghead, each with their distinctive flair in the criminal underworld. The atmosphere was light, filled with banter and laughter as they exchanged tales of their recent exploits.

Music Meister, strumming his fingers on the table, suddenly shifted the tone. "Speaking of hhhhh stuff" he tried to get out, nervous and clearly had a bit to drink, "My boyfriend left me. Said he couldn't handle my musical mischief."

A hush fell over the group, and Red X offered a sympathetic nod. Meanwhile, Condiment King, ever the provocateur, chimed in, "Well, at least he didn't leave you in a sticky situation like my wife did. Filing divorce papers and all."

The mood grew somber as the weight of personal struggles settled in the room. Red X, usually a man of many words, leaned back, contemplating the unexpected turn in their poker night.

Crazy Quilt, known for his eccentric outlook on life, broke the tension with a philosophical remark. "Life's a gamble, my friends. Sometimes you win big, and sometimes you fold. But we stick together through it all, right?"

The night continued, the warehouse echoed with the clinking of chips and the occasional burst of laughter, these rejects of society had one good night between them all. But a silent, unsaid thought lingered in each of their minds; they were always supposed to be alone.

Flashback Over

Y/N and Rose had not been called in by the team just yet, good thing too. As yet again the two were nursing hangovers, not quite as bad as the ones they've had previously. But Rose had decided to cover herself with blankets, while Y/N had sadly lost in a game of rock, paper, scissors and had been give the elegant job of going to a local fast food joint. As Y/N drove back to the motel from the local Big Belly Burger, he did a small reflection on his current status. He had, relatively decent freedom which wasn't normal in a job for A.R.G.U.S, he had somehow managed to keep his third leg from being sliced off by Deathstroke's Daughter, and had befriended two fellow killers. So far so good.

The mercenary marched up the steps of the motel and fetched out the keys from his right pocket, while his left hand held on tightly to a bag of greasy burgers and fries. Kicking open the door he was met with Rose who was still in bed, although she had turned the tv on which was pretty much the only change since Y/N had left.

"Did you get what I wanted?" the voice of Rose asked out from under the mountains of blanket.

Y/N just sighed out, reaching into the paper bag for Rose's order. "Triple cheese burger, hold the lettuce and tomato" he said, throwing the burger to Rose who emerged from the sheets to grab it with glee. "Another cheeseburger, this one with lettuce and tomato" he said puzzled as to why she'd have one with and one without. "And one medium fries" he finished, placing the small cardboard container on the edge of Rose's bed which was quickly snatched up.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this" Rose let out, her mouth full of beef and melted cheese and Y/N could barley understand her.

"I was gone for fifteen minutes" Y/N shot back, as he dug out his own order, which was pretty similar to her own. Except his triple burger had all the lettuce and such. "Besides, there's still some chips and random shit leftover that you've fed on" he complained.

"Yeah but-" Rose then held the now almost entirely eaten triple burger. "Burger is better" was all she said, then finished off the food and then went to her second burger.

"Yeah, burger is better" he repeated.

The two sat in silence for two minutes, simply devouring the greasy, calorie filled food like animals after a fresh kill. Both exchanging quick glances at one another, almost like two wild beasts eyeing the other up. For what purposes were these glances? Only they knew. Before they could break the silence, Y/Ns phone sprang to life. Opening the device, Y/N saw it was a text from an unknown number.

Number: Hi met at me plce - PM

Y/N: Who dis?

Number: Piecemaker

Peacemaker then sent his address, which seemed to be some sort of trailer park.

"This guy seriously needs to work on his texting skills, and like, go to school" the killer said out loud, causing Rose to peer over his shoulder.

"Who now?"

"Peacemaker" he answered causing Rose to sigh. "He just said to meet at his I guess? But he spelt like every word wrong, or used the wrong meaning".

"Meh, do you really expect him to be able to spell?" Rose asked teasingly.

"Yeah that's true" Y/N sighed standing to his feet.

"You're not really going to meet him are you?" Rose asked as she unveiled herself from all the pillows. Causing Y/N to realise she was only dressed in bra and panties.

"Jesus cover up" he complained, going to clip his suit on himself and checking his ammo.

"What?" Rose shot back, holding her arms out in shock and protest. "I thought you're whole gimmick was you're a horn-dog and loved seeing women naked?".

"Yeah well....." Y/N looked away, checking his handgun before holstering it. "This is you know, different".

"Different how?" Rose asked hands on her hips.

"Well you know, it's different" Y/N repeated badly, sounding awkward and embarrassed as he turned towards the door to leave.

Before Y/N could leave however, Rose got in his path looking a mixture between annoyed and cross. "No, you tell me how I'm different" she sneered getting closer to his face. "How I'm different from Power Girl, Blackfire who ever else you have claimed to fuck" she added getting extremely close now.

Both were still unsure to how the events proceeded, onto who made the firs move. Much like all great mysteries in history, both sides tell a very different story, Y/N insists that was Rose who initiated it. While Rose still persists that he engaged it as to calm her down and test to see if she actually liked him. Whatever the story maybe, their lips met in an innocent, charged kiss. Both closed their eyes, enjoying the tender moment. It was not sexually charged, both simply breathed their noses. Almost exhaling the pent up feelings they've held for these last few weeks.

After around ten seconds, the two mercenaries separated and looked quite shocked at what had just occurred. Rose's eye roamed the room out of awkwardness, meanwhile Y/N rubbed the side of his arm out of embarrassment.

"I'm just gonna....." Y/N began, stepping backwards towards the door.

"Yeeahhhhh" Rose drew out, both were incredibly awkward as they had no idea how to navigate the situation and deal with whatever had just happened between them.

"I'm going to catch an Uber, or taxi or something to Peacemaker's place" Y/N said, still stepping backwards towards the door but maintaining eye contact in Rose's direction.

"Yeah, you do that" she replied.

With that, Y/N stepped backwards out of the room and closed it behind. Quickly the X themed killer moved back down the stairs in hopes of just getting as far away from here as possible. As he practically sped walk towards the parking lot in hopes in flagging down a taxi, a thought rang through his head that also rang Rose's head at the exact same time:

"Why the fuck did I do I don't even like her/him"

Y/N awkwardly sat in the cab on the way to whoever Chris, Peacemaker lived. He couldn't shack the thoughts of what he did back there, he's never acted like that, out of emotion before. He just simply tapped his fingers against his knees, letting out a small whistle along with whatever music was playing. Eventually he came to the trailer park where he presumed Peacemaker lived, he gave the driver a generous tip, and went about towards where he guessed Chris lived. He guessed it was where he lived, as it was painted like a massive American flag. The gun for hire gave a small two knocks, against the bright blue door.

"Who is it!?!" the voice of Chris asked.

"Who do you think dick wad the guy you texted" Y/N yelled back with some slight annoyance. There was a bit of movement heard within the trailer, another voice complaining and suddenly the door swung open to reveal Chris.

"Hey dude how's it going?" Chris asked an unimpressed.

"Barley surviving" Y?N replied as Chris let his fellow Squad member in where Y/N saw that Vigilante was also present, who gave a dorky looking wave. "Hey how's it going?" Y/N asked as he surveyed the trailer itself, definitely belonged to Peacemaker, guns all over the place, was a complete mess with mouldy food here and there, American flags covering almost every surface, oh and a Butterfly was on the table trapped inside a glass jar. "Oh what the fuck?" Y/N asked with alarm as he dug into his back pocket for his handgun only for Chris to raise his hands.

"No, no, no wait" he tried to say getting in front of Y/N.

"The fuck you mean wait?"

"We're talking to Goff idiot" Vigilante said as he couched down to the level of the jar and tapped on the glass.

"Okay" Y/N sighed. "There's so much tom fuckery I need to break down in that one sentence alone" he said as he lowered his gun but still kept a grip on it just in case. "First off, talking to him?" Y/N asked Chris, knowing Adrian would probably give a dumb answer.

"Yeah dude" was all Chris replied with. "Ask him a question, one tap for yes, and two taps for no".

"Sweet Jesus Tap Dancing Christ" Y/N complained as he yelled his forehead. "Alright, alright, so you're talking to the alien we're supposed to be killing yeah I get that now. Secondly, Goff?" he asked, as he tucked his gun away knowing there was probably no danger. "Is this the same Goff who tortured Vigilante? You're telling me when everyone thought you killed it, you kept it?"

"Yes"

"In a jar?"

"Yes"

"In your home?"

"Yeah, dude what are you not getting about this?" Chris asked as Y/N moved over and sat next to Vigilante on the couch across from the jar contained Goff. "We wanna know about Goff an why the Butterflies are here, and so I trapped him in a Jar"

"The internet is really gonna have a field day with the whole jar thing" Y/N sighed as he got in close to look at Goff.

"Why?" the 'innocent' Vigilante asked, unaware of the corruption of the internet and its obsession with things in jars.

Y/N completely ignored Adrian's comment, as his face was incredibly closed to the glass at this rate. Studying the features of Goff the Butterfly, its almost gorgeous looking skin with how the different shades of blue, and purple merged together.

"So you called me here why?" Y/N asked Peacemaker who sat down next to Vigilante, with him in the centre and Y/N and Chris either side of him.

"Well, you've probably done your fair share of torture"

"Offence Taken"

"So, you got anything to ask? Like, how do we get info out of Goff?" Adrian asked with a wide smile, like he was a kid in a candy store.

"Okay, okay" Y/N said, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath, he already had to deal with whatever was happening between him and Rose and now this. "First off, we're gonna do this, with a few basic questions okay?" he asked the two, praying that this would go some what peacefully.

"Got ya"

"Questions that can lay a groundwork, Goffs motivations, like we start crossing off normal alien stuff like in the movies. Basic shit"

"Yes" Adrian said leaning close to the jar. "Goff, how many of you are on Earth" he asked causing both Y/N and Chris to look at the killer with frustration.

"Can I hit him?" Y/N asked.

"No, not yet".

"What? You said basic, that's basic"

"You asked a question that can't be answered by a tap" Y/N said waving his arms around with annoyance.

"Goff is tapping dude, tapping. One tap for yes, two taps for no" Chris explained again, this was his fourth or fifth time explaining these simple rules to his friend.

"Let me, let me show you" Y/N tried to show, gently bringing Adrian back to the couch and leaning forward himself to the glass jar. "Goff, are you here to uhhhhhh" Y/N thought of some basic alien plot form a movie to ask. "Here to to observe our greatest champion, make a robot copy, and make us think our champion has turned against us and bring us to our knees with the copy?" Y/N asked, narrowing his eyes slightly waiting for an answer.

Tap Tap

"See there we go" Y/N said leaning back into the couch.

"Dude what the fuck?" Chris asked, confused to why such a long question was asked.

"Godzilla vs Mechagodzilla?" Y/N asked back, confused to why Chris was confused. "It's a basic alien plot, and now we know the Butterflies aren't making a Mecha Superman" he retorted as Adrian leaned forward yet again.

"Goff, is your favourite colour teal?" he asked, causing the other two killers to sigh once again.

"Seriously?" Y/N asked.

"Bro what the fuck?"

"What?" Adrian responded, sounding as if he had taken offence. "I'm gonna go through all the colors, and then eventually, we'll find out which one he likes best" he tried to justify.

"Yeah, and why would you give a fսck what his favorite color is, and why are you starting with teal?" Chris responded.

"You don't think it's interesting that a praying mantis thing has a favorite color and it might unexpectedly be teal?

"That is interesting, but there's a fucking peace sign on the inside of the jar" Y/N cut across before the other two cut go at each other's throats. "Let's start really fucking and ask why Goff did that".

"Goff, why did you put a peace sign on the jar?" Adrian asked garnering more groans from the other two men.

"Yes or no! It's yes or no! It's only fսcking yes-or-no questions!"

"That's a lot of rules"

"Two fսckIng rules. Two! One, yes or no. Two, don't be a fսcking moron"

"How am I supposed to follow that second rule?"

"Maybe by shutting the fսck up!"

"Oh! Okay, I see. I see how you are, Your preferred conversation partners are Eagly, X Marks the Spot and Goff!"

"First off that's not my fucking name" Y/N finally interjected, unknown to three killers Chris' phone was vibrating as Murn tried to get in contact. "Second off, both you can solve your little argument later, can we please get to figuring out why the Butterfrees are here?" he asked annoyed. 

"Butterflies" Adrian corrected raising his hand. 

Both Chris and Y/N looked at Adrian with the most dumbfounded looks before turning their attention back to the captured Goff. 

"Also for future reference don't put it in a jar" Y/N said as he moved it slightly to face them.

"Why?" Chris asked. 

"Putting things in jars has a slightly negative connotation thanks to the My Little Pony fandom" 

"Anyway" Chris said, "Goff, are the Butterflies here to eat our flesh like the aliens from Pitch Black?"

Goff tapped twice 

"Goff" Y/N began. "Are you here because you're part of a cycle to remove all organic life?".

Goff tapped twice 

"We can rule out the Mass Effect thing then" Y/N whispered to himself like he was making any form of progress. 

"Goff are you here to put babies in us like in Alien?" Adrian asked. 

Goff tapped twice to which Adrian sulked. 

"Dude, you're upset about that?" Chris asked. 

"Well, how else I'm gonna experience motherhood?"

"There's probably a way" Y/N said without think. 

"Goff, are you here so we can help you get back home, like in E.T.?" Chris asked with some eagerness thinking he had cracked it. 

"Goff, are you here to put us up against video game characters like in Pixels?" Y/N asked, hoping it was that one due it sounding fun. 

Goff tapped twice 

"Fuck we're running out of alien invasion plot lines here" Y/N said to himself, holding his head in frustration as he couldn't think of many more. 

"Quick what are some other movies?" Chris asked the two. 

"Three Amigos" Adrian answered. 

"Treasure Planet" Y/N added. 

"Un Chien Andalou" 

"Doctor Who and the Daleks" 

"Porky's" 

"The Sonic OVA" 

"With aliens!" Chris stressed out loud almost yelling. "Why would I want a list of random movies?".

"Mine did have aliens" Y/N shot back. 

"Dude Sonic is not an alien" Chris tried to argue back, confused at the killers dumbassary.

"Clearly someone has not watched Sonic X" he scoffed back. 

Suddenly however, Adrian's phone began to ring. With his ringtone of course being the Barbie Girl song. He quickly pulled out his phone and put it to his ear. 

"Who is this?..............Vigilante? I... I don't know that person. That's, um... Is that even a name? Um... Sounds Italian. I'm... I'm... I'm American, so, I can't..." before Adrian could continue Chris reached over and snatched the phone from his friend and placed it against his own ear. 

"What's so urgent Murn?" Chris asked, Y/N just gave Peacemaker a confused look to how he knew it was Murn who called Vigilante just from listening on that one conversation. Whatever Murn told Peacemaker clearly startled him, as he looked out the window to see a horde of police officers and SWAT all sneaking around his RV and getting into position. "Grab Goff" he said to Vigilante and Y/N and the former did just that. Chris then used a broom to open the skyline of his RV and grabbed a few things, he went over to Eagly and apologised before grabbing his trusted companion and throwing up towards the open window. 

"This is the Evergreen Police Department! Come out now, peacefully. We have an arrest warrant for Christopher Smith! I repeat, come out now with your hands up". 

As Detective Song gave orders through her megaphone, the three idiots within were making their out of the RV. Chris went first, leaping upwards and pulling himself onto the roof but remaining laid down so the officers wouldn't see him. Y/N then followed, Chris offered a hand which he took and pulled himself up onto the roof. Lastly was Vigilante, who was busy taping the jarred up Goff to himself. 

"I'm taping Goff to me so I have both hands free" he explained to which the other two simply shrugged. Just as Vigilante made it onto the roof, the police burst into the RV. Cautiously and quietly Chris closed the window, and the three took cover behind some branches which were leaning onto the RV as they tried to make a plan. Chris nudged the two, and nodded to the woods behind the RV. The three killers soon began to climb along the trees, doing their best to remain silent. For Y/N it was easy due to his training, for Vigilante it was a bit more difficult.

But before the three could advance, Chris turned around to see Eagly was still on the RV roof playing with some kind of rubber band he had found and was keeping himself entertained. Chris tried to call his friend over several times by name, but this proved fruitless. So he resorted to whistling the eagle over, but this caught the attention of Detective Song who pulled out her gun and moved to the back of the RV. 

Vigilante pulled out a knife in hopes of killing her, but Chris stopped her. 

'She's a cop' he mouthed to his friend. 

"She's a cock?" 

"She's a cop" he whispered this time. 

"We need to fucking move or these guys are gonna be more up our asses than Blackfires thumb was up mine" Y/N whispered to the two who looked at Red X VERY confused. But they got the message, and proceeded to hope their way from tree to tree, first Chris followed by Y/N followed by Adrian. But as they were making their outta there:

Vigilante fell from, the tree and plummeted towards the ground. Even worse, was that he landed on his back causing the jar containing Goff to shatter and release the Butterfly. 

"Star where you are, don't move-" before Detective Song could finish the Goff Butterfly flew towards her. Instantly the alien invaded her mouth to which she tried to stop, it borrowed it's way into her mouth and into her body and her body began to violently convulse. Blood flowed from her mouth as Song couldn't do anything as her mind was taken over by the alien mind invader. Before the three could move to help Detective Song, a police officer came around the back and spotted them. 

"There they are!" 

The the tree then fled into the woods being chased by dozens of officers. The tree ran as fast as their feet could carry them, officers in hot pursuit who at fist only called for the killers to stop and give themselves up. But that quickly changed, as the officers took out their guns and began to fire upon the tree. Branches cracked and wood splintered as they tried to make their escape. One cop was getting close, so Vigilante pulled out one of his knives and thew it backwards with it stabbing into the cop dropping them to the floor. 

"I told you not to do that!" Chris scolded.

"Look at worst he's paralysed" Vigilante tried lion justify. 

Just as another cop was ready to open fire, Eagly flew down and dropped them on their ass. They looked on smiling, and the trio of Peacemaker Red X and Vigilante ran as the cops continued to give chase now guided by their airborne comrade. Every time a cop would rear their head and order them to give up, Eagly would fly down and lay them on their ass. Eagly even began to scab and peck into one cop, digging into their flesh as the trio passed. 

"Holy shit man" Y/N said shocked at the sight. 

"Eagly is hardcore" Vigilante added. 

More officers came at the trio, Peacemaker kicked up a twig which hit one officer in the chest knocking them out. Red X pulled out his derringer single shot pistol and managed to land a shot on one officers leg, dropping them to the ground in pain as blood poured from the newly created wound. Vigilante threw out a knife, which stabbed into a third officer causing them to scream out in pain and fall to the ground. 

But a fourth officer appeared, and the three killers were too slow. Chris looked on, almost afraid, afraid that death would leap out and take him just as it had taken so many others. But, today was not that day. As someone shot this fourth officer with a bullet straight through the head. The trio turned around, seeing a sheriff standing their with his gun raised. 

"There's a car for you over that hill" this mystery man known only as Locke motioned with his raised gun. "Take it and get out of here" he said as he straightened his back, not a care for what he had just done. 

(Genuinely love Locke's character, he's so creepy yet charming. Even managed to meet the actor at a Con in my Peacemaker cosplay where he signed by Peacemaker blu ray, he was even in Gotham and Smallville and told me some cool stuff about James Gunn)

"Who are you" Chris asked. 

"Do you wanna ask stupid questions or do you wanna live? Which one do you wanna do?" Locke responded. 

The trio looked at each other, and began to run towards the direction the man had pointed. Y/N and Chris turned around, to see Locke, without care or remorse, execute the remaining officers who begged for their lives. It frightened the often chirpy killer, almost like something within him snapped at that moment. 

The trio of killers and Eagly quickly found the car Locke had left for them, with Y/N begrudgingly getting in the back seat with Eagly as Chris took the drivers seat and Adrian the passenger seat. The car then sped down the road away from the crime scene with everyone breathing a sigh of relief. Chris quickly dig into one of his pouches, and took out his phone. 

"What are you doing?" Adrian asked. 

"I'm calling Harcourt-" before Chris could even dial the blonde agent, Adrian tried to smash the phone on the dashboard to no avail. 

"The fuck you doing you skit mark?" Y/N asked as the leant forward also trying to wrestle the phone away from the killer. 

"They can can track these things!" Vigilante exclaimed as he lowered his window, and threw Peacemakers phone from the car into the road where it would probably be smashed to pieces. After Adrian done this, Peacemaker and X looked at Vigilante with anger clear as day in their eyes, first he smashes the jar containing Goff and now this. "You're welcome, Vigilante, for saving my life" he said sarcastically waving his arms around.  

"It was a secure phone!They can't fucking track it!" Chris yelled.  

"My bad, then. Sorry, dude. That was a pretty big fuck-up on my part"

"Fuck, man! I had a fuck-ton of super cute pictures of Eagly on there, man! They're irreplaceable!"   

"Oh, fuck. Sorry Eagly"

"You dumbass" Y/N added smacking Adrian across the back of the head. 

"Wait. What about the cloud?" Adrian asked with a smile. 

"I don't know what the cloud is! The fucking cloud happened when I was in prison, okay? Everybody talks about this fucking cloud. They might as well be talking about neuropsychology or fucking cricket or Blackpink songs!" Chris rambled on, letting out his frustrations on his idiotic friend. 

"You're a little intense right now" Adrian responded trying to clam his friend down. "Like, I don't want to be uncool, but your face looks really weird when it goes into all those various angry positions. It's like I'm looking at a Dracula" he added. 

"Oh, fuck. What the fuck are we caught up in, man?" Chris asked worried, looking back to see if they were being followed. "That guy just executed those dudes!"

"Not the weirdest thing I've seen a cop do to another cop on a job" Y/N joined in shrugging. 

"Dude one of them was fucking unconscious man!"

"And this is an alien fucking invasion, sacrifices need to be made, or something along those lines. And statically speaking at least one or two of them were probably dirty" Y/N responded leaning forward to probably speak to Peacemaker but to make sure he didn't nudge or hurt Eagly. "Probably dirty" he repeated. 

"The bigger question is, what's going on with you?" Adrian asked his peace loving friend. 

"Me?"

"We used to go out, kill bad buys. Boom, boom, boom, no problem" Adrian said making sound effects and finger gun sounds. "We accidentally kill the wrong person? Aw shit, bummer, that stinks, then we move on" Adrian tried to justify. 

"And that kids is why the death penalty doesn't work" Y/N joked, trying to keep the conversation light govern what they had just gone through. 

"Now, suddenly, you've got this weird, new-age belief that all life is sacred!" Adrian added, continuing his scrutiny of his friends mindset. 

Suddenly without wanting, Peacemaker slammed on the breaks. Almost sending Y/N through the windscreen if it wasn't for Adrian placing his hand on his head to keep him in place. 

"Give me your phone!" Chris demanded from Vigilante. 

"They could be here any minute!" he tried to argue back. 

"You smashed mine, I'm using yours"

"Mine isn't secure!

"I don't give a fuck!"

Vigilante then sighed. 

"How do you know my password?"

"I know my own birthday, dude"

"Taylor Swift sexy butt?"

"What?"

"Your last search" 

"Oh, no. That's, um, just because I wanted to see some pictures of her sexy butt"

"Relatable" Y/N added with a shrug of his shoulders. 

Chris called Harcourt to inform her and the team of the current situation so they could form some plan of attack. The trio and Eagly quickly arrived back at home base, where Murn, Adebayo, Economos, Harcourt and Rose were waiting for them. 

"Hey you have a diary?" Harcourt asked Chris as they walked through the doors. 

"No" he scoffed back. 

"They found one in your trailer" Murn replied, his hands tightening on the back of a nearby chair. 

"Bullshit I got a notepad but I barley ever use it" he shot back. 

"Diary of a Wimpy Peacemaker" Y/N said to himself causing everyone else in the room to look at him questionably. "Sorry" he sighed slightly embarrassed. "Joking out loud". 

"But fuck that, we got a bit of an issue" Chris said getting the team back on track for once. 

"We know. You're a wanted man" Murn sighed. 

"Not that. Goff got out" 

"Goff?" Harcourt asked confused. 

"You fuckers kept Goff?" Rose asked just as confused. 

"Yeah he kept him in a glass jar like what the Pokemon fandom wants to do to Vaporeon" Y/N answered causing some members of the team to smirk at the joke. 

"I didn't trust you guys" Chris began trying to justify his actions.  "And I kept him because I wanted answers. And I knew he wasn't gonna get out". 

"But then he got out and took over an Oriental woman" Adrian chimed in.

"Dude you can't say that, it's Asian" Y/N said trying to correct him. 

"I'm pretty sure she was Oriental" 

"You can't say that, you refer to her as Asian" he replied calmly. 

"Why?"

"Nobody knows why, it's just bad!" Chris shouted annoyed. 

"They do know why, asshat Oriental insinuates "other",  so some people consider it derogatory" Harcourt corrected Peacemaker. 

"It's kinda like I need a fucking snowflake scorecard, but fine!" 

"Oh, the agony the straight, white dude goes through, imprisoned in a world where they suffer the unspeakable horror of occasionally having to substitute one word for another" Adebayo sighed out, causing Peacemaker to become outnumbered in the argument. 

"I said fine, and you know what? Maybe I find asshat derogatory" Chris argued back. 

"Please for the love of Christ shut up" Rose let out. 

"And now we have a problem because the ASIAN cop" Y/N said putting emphasis on the word looking Chris dead in the eyes. "Is under the control of Goff" he finished. 

"Insofar as how much he likes teal, though, we're clueless" Adrian said with a smile. 

"God damn it, Peacemaker" called out. 

"Dude, don't you talk to me after you sent Pennywise the fucking-Clown out to help us" he angrily stated as he slammed his chair into the floor and walked around the table to size up Murn. 

"Locke?"

"That psychopath murdered four cops, and one was unconscious when he did it. 

"Hey, I, uh, found something" Economos spoke out with a raised hand getting the attention of everyone before anything broke out. "I think I know where the raw amber fluid" he explained. Economos then went on to explain all the data they had collected, and cross referenced it with Waller's files. "This is the truck that Adebayo found visiting every three days".

"Right" Murn said with crossed arms looking over the gingers shoulders. 

"I was able to access all the security camera footage and highway cam footage in the area. And by stepping backwards, find out the route of the truck. It's consistent. Same truck, same path, every few days. And I was able to follow it back all the way to the start" as Economos spoke, the screen of his monitor kept changing ti reflect the different data. "It's listed as Coverdale Ranch" he collided. 

"A ranch?" Murn asked confused. 

"I'm guessing this barn is where the amber fluid is coming from" Economos summarised pointing at said location. 

"That barn is not big enough to produce enough to fill those vats every day" Harcourt added. 

"Butterflies burrow. You saw it below the Goff residence" Murn pointed it out with his arms crossed. 

"And at Glan Tai where I kicked that gorilla's ass and saved all your lives" Economos added. 

"You are really stretching out your minutes" Harcourt replied as she sat on a desk. 

"The source is underground. We destroy their food source, we destroy the Butterflies" Murn said, but this garnered the attention of X, Ravager and Peacemaker. 

"What? How do we know that?" Chris asked confused. There was a loud silence that filled the room, as the other members of the team refused to speak up. 

"Okay something is definitely up here" Y/N pointed out looking around. 

"Yeah what are you guys not telling us?" Rose asked looking around at the members, as lost as her fellow killers. 

"You think the three of us and Vigilante are too stupid to notice" Peacemaker said, although he was quickly corrected by his friend. 

"Hey everyone look" Adrian said getting everyone attention ."Which one's me and which one's Eagly?" he asked with glee and a bright smile as he sat next to the peace loving bird. 

"Okay you're quarter right, but you score 25% on a test at school, what do you get? A D"

"An F" he quickly corrected by everyone around him. 

"F, all right" Chris said feeling defeated. "School wasn't my bad, it's for dorks" he then scoffed. 

"We have reason to believe that the Butterflies have a cow" Adebayo said garnering the attention of the three killers who weren't straight idiots. 

"A fucking what?" Rose asked. 

"Ex fucking cuse you?" Y/N said shocked also. 

"A large animal that they milk for amber goo, and there's only one on the planet. And without it, they'll die" Adebayo finished. 

"When were you gonna give us that bit of information?" Chris asked, looking round at everyone. 

"Jesus Fucking Chris I knew, I fucking knew we couldn't trust them" Y/N rubbing his eyes in frustration. 

"What happened to us being a team huh?" Rose asked Harcourt who remained silent. 

"Everyone get done what you need to get done" Murn said, attempting to rally his troops. "We leave at the break of dawn for Coverdale Ranch, to kill the cow" he said going into the other room. As Murn left, the air was tense. You could cut it with a knife. With Chris glaring at Adebayo for thinking he could trust her. 

Y/N looked to Rose, "So, drinks?"

"Oh yeah" she answered getting her stuff. "The hard stuff".

Later

The two mercenaries were now several drinks in, and by several drinks I mean a while litre of rum and still going. Currently they were locked in an intense game of never have I ever, with the two trading drinks as they gave into what the other said. 

"Alright, Red," Rose grinned mischievously, "Never have I ever compromised a mission for personal gain." She raised her glass, a challenging glint in her eye.

Y/N chuckled, taking a swig of his whiskey. "You know I never let money get in the way of a good job." He shot her a sly glance. "But, never have I ever double-crossed a partner for a bigger cut."

Rose raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she tilted her glass, taking a sip. "Well, Red, sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do." The room resonated with a shared understanding of the ruthless world they inhabited.

As the game continued, the tension between them gradually gave way to laughter and camaraderie. The clinking of glasses punctuated the conversation, each revelation exposing the complexities of their mercenary lives. "Never have I ever spared an enemy just because they had a sad backstory," Rose declared, a touch of irony in her voice.

Y/N smirked, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "Can't say I haven't fallen for that one. There was this woman in Kahndaq though..... anyway, never I have ever, slept with a target."

"You got me there" Rose said, as she downed her shot. "I lied the other day, I did sleep with Nightwing"

"I fucking knew it" Y/N laughed clapping his hands together. "I knew you couldn't resist that ass"  he joked. 

"Okay yeah, it was a pretty nice ass" Rose agreed as she poured herself a shot. "Okay I need to know, this has been bugging me. What's with the blind thing?" she asked. 

"Oh, you wanna know about.....that huh?" he said, Rose noticed Y/Ns demeanour changed slightly, it took turn for the worse as he looked down to the spilt alcohol. 

"I mean, if it's okay, I don't wanna-"

"No it's fine" Y/N assured as he shook his head. "It's just ummm, it ain't a kind tale, just so you know". 

The one eyed mercenary nodded, sucking in her cheeks briefly before meeting his eyes. "If you wanna stop at any time".

"I will, but trust me, it's good I finally tell someone other than my trainers".

"So, cast your mind back a few decades.......

Flashback

I was a young boy, I don't know exactly how old. I grew up in Keystone City, and let's say I didn't have the best life. My mom and dad, weren't the most calm couple, they could get a little confrontational with one another when the time called for it.

"You piece of shit" Y/Ns mother cursed as she threw a plate across the room.

"Why the hell you doing that? You know how much it costs to replace those things?" his father asked as he took a step towards his mother.

They fought......a lot. I find it harder and harder to remember a day when they weren't at each other's throats. But my mom, despite how angry she got at my dad, she also cared for me. She always made sure, or tried to make sure not to fight in front of me. 

Y/Ns mother carried him in her arms away from his father who was busy angrily throwing many things in the kitchen all over the place. "Honey, just stay in here place, mommy's just gonna talk to daddy" she said, placing her son down. 

The infant Y/N just looked up at his mother, and nodded. 

That's how most nights were, or at least the nights I can remember. Dad was always like a monster, he always seemed to get angry, so did mom, but at least mom shows that she cared. Dad just, he didn't seem to care at all. He was always drinking, to taking whatever drug was hot on the scene. And I still remember, that night, the night that changed everything. It used to repeat in my head over and over again, still does sometimes. 

"You asshole!" his mother shouted, this time she was the one to be throwing something at his father. She was the one who was deeply intoxicated for a change. She threw a plat at her husband, which hit him directly in the face and shattered, a shard lodged in his forehead causing blood to flow. 

"You bitch!!!"

What happened next is still a blur to me, I remember him practically pouncing on her. There was a struggle, or something. She reached for a knife, and the next thing I knew. My mom was on the floor, in a pool of her own blood, not moving. 

"Fuck I-" my dad was shocked, even he didn't know exactly what happened. But he was stunned. "Listen you" his father said, sauntering over to his frightened son who coward in the corner of the kitchen using his frail arms to cover his eyes. "Someone has probably called the cops, and if you tell them anything, I will fucking find you hear me you little shit!" his voice was soon drowned out by the marching of footsteps and a loud banging on the apartment front door. "As far as the cops are concerned, you're fucking Blind!" and Y/N saw the blood stains of his mother left on the kitchen counter, in the form, of a bloodied red x. 

And that's how it really started, that monster, that devil who was my father, put the fear of God into me. He was bloodied, covered on his own and my mothers. And so, whenever someone asked me if I saw something I wasn't supposed to when I was younger, I just said I was blind. I didn't see anything. Call it trauma, call it a coping mechanism, or whatever you want, but that monster has stayed with me. 

Took a while to find a foster home that would take me, but I didn't really care about a new family. I cared about my old one, about that monster what would happen to him. Turns out, he got fifteen years, or so I thought he claimed self defence and it worked to some degree. 

But I wanted him dead

I wanted that monster dead.

Took me a while, but after eight years I managed to smuggle and get into my moms life insurance payout. I could've used it to pay someone to kill that monster, but I wanted to do it myself. So I hired someone to kill some lowlifes that were dealing drugs around my area, couple thousand and he said he'd do it. I hired a guy who was not well known at the time, but he was called Bloodsport. 

Portrayed by Idris Elba 

I have to admit, it was almost fun watching him go to work, watching him dispatch these thugs with so much ease. I watched him a nearby rooftop, and well it didn't go well at first. 

"Kid what are you doing?" Robert DuBois asked as he found the teen watching him, and found out he was the client. 

"Sorry I ummmm" the teenager stuttered trying to find his words. "I wanna- I wanna learn how to kill" he said, causing DuBois to groan out in annoyance. 

"Listen kid, being a killer, it sucks let me tell you. It's not what-" before the contracted Bloodsport could continue he was cut off by the teenager. 

"I wanna kill my dad" he said straight and with confidence. 

"What?" DuBois asked.

"He killed my mom, in cold blood, and I wanna kill him" he spoke, vengeance clear in his voice. DuBois saw something in the young boy, something he could relate to. Robert himself hated his old man for everything he put him through. And so he agreed, he agreed to train the young Y/N, for a fee of course. 

So I put myself through absolute hell for years:

Some of the toughest training I could think, homing my skills every single damn day to kill that monster. I wanted him dead, and I trained for years to help myself physically and mentally. I took on some tough son bitches to do it, I went toe to toe with literal animals 

But eventually, the time came. I found out he didn't get twenty years, he got out with in twelve and I wasn't told. Well, no could find me to tell me, he had about seven years of freedom before I found out. 

We see Y/N, now suited up in his fully formed Red X outfit burst through the window of an apartment. Without a thought he grabbed the man who was his father by the throat and slammed him into a nearby wall, the man panicked, his breath quickening but he didn't swear. 

"What the-?" he asked as he looked to see the masked man holding him in place. 

"Hey, dad" Y/N spoke as he used his other hand to bring out a handgun and aim it directly under his fathers chin. His voice filled with spite and contempt.

"Y/N?" his dad asked, surprised. 

"Yeah, it's me", Red X twirled the gun against his dads skin, twisting and rubbing the skin painfully causing the man to close his eyes in fear. "I was hoping I'd find you, you got far less time than I thought, hope you enjoyed your freedom" Red X then whacked his dad with the barrel of the gun sending him the floor. "Thought you could hide old man?" X asked, kicking him across the floor. "Thought you live out your days hiding from me?". 

"Y/N please" his dad begged.

"SHUT UP!" he barked back. 

Red X kicked him again, sending him further away. He aimed his gun, ready to end the monster that had plagued him for so long. But right before X could end this life, something caught his ear. 

"P-please" it was another voice in the apartment, a woman's voice. Y/N looked, and he saw a woman cowering in the corner, hugging a young girl, shielding her from the sight before them. It was then, that Y/N finally took in his soundings. This apartment wasn't like the one he had lived in, this was clean, modern, not a speck of mould anywhere to be seen. Pictures hung from the wall, showing a happy family, one with bright smiles and happy memories. 

It was then that it finally dawned on Y/N, his father had changed, just as he had changed. 

His father had gone from a monster, to a suctioning member of society, what one could call normal. 

Y/N, had become the very monster he sought to kill all those years. He was now the monster in the eyes of his half sister, and it brought tears to his eyes behind the mask. "

"You hurt them" he said, waving the gun about while glaring down at the man who looked on horrified to what he responsible for creating. "You raise a fist, you take a drop of alcohol I will find you, and I will ensure you hurt no one ever again" and so, Red X dove through his window he had entered from. 

It broke him somewhat, so he masked his trauma with comedy. As all broken people do. 

Flashback Over 

Y/N sat there, raising a shot glass and looking at the liquid as Rose looked at him stunned. She did not expect him to divulge such information, she only wanted a piece, but she got everything. 

"I'm sorry" he said, looking down no realising he had gone off into his full backstory. "I didn't mean to-" words seemed to fail him at that moment. 

"No it's fine, I get it. Traumatic backstories is a usual thing with us" she smiled, trying to lightened the mood.

Just then, both killers reached for the bottle at the same time, both hoping to pour themselves another shot. Both their hands joined, and both looked at one another.  Both were silent for a moment, much like before. They didn't know what caused it, whether it be the alcohol, the atmosphere, some pent up lust, or even genuine feelings. 

But both their mouths met in the middle of the table in an embrace, Rose's hand cupping his cheek as their eyes closed. 

Lemon Starts Here You Pervs 

Y/N quickly pushed the table away with the alcohol splashing to the floor as both stood up. Rose moaned as she hooked her arms around his neck and flushed her body against his. The kiss quickly escalated, the sweet innocent kiss soon turned feverish. Y/N greedily opened his mouth, his tongue dashing across her lower lip asking for entrance. To which Rose accepted, their tongues slobbering over the other. His tongue had the confidence to engage hers in a tug of war. After a while, she let his wet mouth explore her own, taking in every tiny bit of musk from Y/N's breath. Moans and groans emanated from their mouths, as the two soon wrapped the other in their limbs. 

Rose jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, to which Y/N caught her as the two remained in the heated tongue twisting. 

Y/N carried his love towards one of the beds, Rose rubbed her clothed womanhood along his own clothed prick. Getting him nice and hard for her. The two began to rapidly discard the others clothing, any clothes that wouldn't be removed conventionally, it had to be ripped off with force without care.

Y/N easily unhooked Rose's all black bra, allowing her decent sized breasts to be free. HE then feasted upon one of her breasts, hooking a nipple into his mouth and gladly sucking upon it. Causing Rose to moan out and keep his mouth glued to her breast. The two were now only in panties and boxers respectively, and remained still for a moment as Rose allowed the man to pleasure her.

After a minute or two, Y/N threw Rose on one of the beds to which she propped herself up on her elbows as the man stood there for a moment. Both took in the sight of the other, covered in a very light layer of sweat and taking in light, sharp breaths.

Rose slowly, teasingly moved a hand along her body. Tracing her skin, until an index menu hooked her panties, and removed them, flinging them to side. Leaving her womanhood, tripping with her juices for Y/N to gaze out. Y/N moved forward, and brought a hand closer to her core.

Y/N's warm fingers wiggled inside her, sending currents of electricity all the way to the very top of her head. In a way, she felt like a puppet. When Y/N's fingers moved to the left, so did she. When they explored to the right, she followed. And when they went up? Rose couldn't fly, but at that point, she sure felt like she could. Her back arched at the effort, making Y/N sit up on his elbow to get a better vantage point.

The dangerous look in his eyes had returned. The same ferocity Rose had seen during their missions together now glazed over his face.

Swept away by the lustful current, Y/N kept rubbing his fingers into Rose's groin, using her moans of delight as a map to follow.

Rose ordered him to go faster, and he happily obliged. By that point, both of them were working up a sweat, but Rose wasn't close to being done with Y/N.

Y/N's movements became so quick, Rose thought her entire body was vibrating. After a moment, she reached down and wrapped her arms around Y/Ns neck. Partly to show her gratitude, and partly to hold herself in place.

To Y/N, Rose looked flawless. With her back upright and her hair spilling behind her, she looked so beautiful and he was touching her. No. He was pleasuring her. The thought made his own firmness twitch.

When Y/N couldn't move his fingers any faster, Rose gently pushed his shoulder so she had room to sprawl out face-up on the bed. Quick as a whip, he didn't need to be given an order this time.

Y/N took one look at her open vagina, and then leaned down and stuck out his tongue. Y/N' slobbery sword carved a path of pure bliss through her skin.

Rose couldn't help herself. She screamed.

She wasn't sure the Rosest time a partner had made her feel this way.

To anchor himself, Y/N put both his hands on top of her knees, and his fingernails felt oddly comforting.

Rose closed her eyes and let herself melt away, but she wanted more, she wanted the main event. 

The two moved, using her positioned, Rose brought Y/N up to her. Right before he could enter her however, she flipped them so she would be on top. His boxers were discarded along the way, leaving his impressive member dripping with pre cum waiting for her womanhood.  Rose moved her hands along his chest, assuring him she was here, and she was his. Y/Ns hands moved her hips, assuring her the same. 

Rose then dropped herself onto his prick. She was on birth control, she didn't care. Her folds wrapped around his dick, grabbing it tightly and holding onto it as it throbbed within her. Rose moaned out, feeling her insides being filled up by his length. Y/N pushed his head deeper into the pillow, groaning out as she was tight, very tight. His hands roamed her hips, to her stomach, gently teasing her skin as the two got used to the other. 

"I'm ready" Rose breathed out, flinging her hair over her shoulders. 

"Same here" he responded. 

The two began to chase after the peek of pleasure. Rose's hips rolled, inching and pushing his dick deeper and deeper into her womanhood. Hitting every inner inch it could, Y/N made sure to hold her hips, guiding her as pleasure travelled through their bodies like electricity. Her body curling rolls her hips as hands slide upward to cup his neck.

Soon Rose's roll of hips soon turned into her working her way up and down his length. Hoping, preying to push him deeper and deeper, every new inch Y/Ns dick uncovered. A new higher pitch moan emanated from Rose. Soon Y/N also joined in the chase for pleasure, his hands moving to grip her ass cheeks and thrust upwards. 

It took less than a minute of this, and the two soon found the peek they had so desperately been chasing. 

"I'm, I'm, I'm" Rose repeated, arching her back as her folds tightened around his length, 

"YESSSSSS" he hissed, thrusting upwards tightly as she gripped him tighter than a vice. Rose's own release triggered his own, shooting his seed into her waiting womanhood. She milked for every drop he was worth, his balls tightening as Y/N held his breath as pleasure shook him to his very core. Juices flowed from Rose like waves, countless waves and the more she tightened the more waves flowed from her. 

Rose collapsed atop Y/N, their seats bodies mingling and the scent of sex covered the room. Y/N hooked an arm around her waist, keeping her close, he wanted her close. 

Lemon Over 

For a moment, there was no Butterflies. There was no mission, no team, no annoyance, it was just them.There was just Rose, and Y/N, and all the feelings that entailed. There was just two people, finding comfort in the other. 

"That was-" Rose tried to say between breaths, but the message got across. 

"Yeah, it was" he smiled as the two looked to the ceiling. 

"Wanna go again?"

"Hell yes"

Two killers, monsters to society. Had finally found comfort with one another. 

Author's Note 

And there we go, chapter done. I know this took a while, really suffered with writers block for this chapter and for Y/Ns backstory. But I finally got there, I do apologise for this taking so long. But I made up for it with the lemon. 

This was the longest chapter by far at around 9.5K, so yeah please vote really shows me that you're interested. 

Only 2 chapters left for this story, it's been a blast, I loved the comedic side of this. And I do hope you've loved reading just as much as I've had writing it. 

I made an idea book, and of the ideas does involve a Red X who is similar to the one from this book. SO please go check out my idea book if you wanna see that ideas, (it involves the deadpool movies) 

Here's some memes I made during my time away 

The Team: Tries to do shit

Red X and Vigilante in the Background:

https://youtu.be/qpk3eqU64XA

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