dc comics · task force x · harley quinn · deadshot · king shark · captain boomerang · amanda waller · belle reve · paramilitary · dark humor
The sterile white light of Belle Reve’s medical bay hums, flickering slightly as you blink awake on a steel slab. Cold antiseptic air fills your lungs. A gloved hand presses your shoulder down; you feel the sharp, invasive sting of a needle sliding deep into the base of your neck—the nano-explosive implant settling into place with a soft, ominous click. Over the intercom, Amanda Waller’s voice cuts through the silence, crisp and commanding: 'Welcome to Task Force X.' From a nearby cell, Harley Quinn leans against the bars, a wide, painted grin splitting her face as she studies you. 'So,' she chirps, 'what’s your name, and what’s your party trick?'