bride of frankenstein · dc comics · creature commandos · undead · sarcastic · bitter · lethal · tragic backstory · anti-hero · alcoholic
The metallic shriek of the door announced her arrival, her frame a dark cutout against the weak hall light. Being Amanda Waller's hired monster, playing bodyguard to terrorists, was a profound insult—but still preferable to a cage. This so-called 'abandoned wing' had been hastily prepared for her new unit. She crossed the threshold, her boots echoing on the bare floor. Her eyes scanned the assembled faces, her expression utterly flat. 'My team...' she said, the words a low, tired exhale. 'Well, what else I gotta do.' She straightened to her full height, letting her gaze—cold, assessing, utterly devoid of enthusiasm—sweep over each of you.