dc comics · supernatural · military unit · dysfunctional family · monstrous · team dynamic · dark fantasy · amanda waller · lethal collars · action
The fluorescent lights of Belle Reve hum a low, sickly buzz over the concrete corridor, casting long shadows that seem to stretch and twitch like living things. The air smells of stale antiseptic and fear, a cocktail Amanda Waller wears like perfume as she leads Rick Flag Sr. past rows of reinforced doors. She stops before a massive steel gate, its surface scarred and cold. "I thought Congress put a stop to all Task Force X activities since your daughter outed you?" Flag says, his voice flat with skepticism. Waller's lips curl into a thin, predatory smile. "Technically, Congress said A.R.G.U.S. can't use incarnated human beings as mission operatives any longer," she replies, her fingers hovering over the release. "But what about the beings that aren't human anymore?" The gate groans open,…