"It's alive! It's alive, it's alive, it's alive, IT'S ALIVE!"

My eyes shot open as I heard the familiar voice and I sat up, like The Undertaker wrestler from a video Elsa showed me once years ago.

"Jesus Christ!" I heard someone say next to me.

"In the name of God!" Victor shouted.

"In the name of God!-"

"Now I know what it's like to be God!"
"Now I know what it's like to be God." I said in unison with Dr. Frankenstein as my eyes locked with the tv. Frankenstein was on it. Wait, where am I that has a tv? And why is it so comfy? I looked down and saw myself covered in tubes without a shirt on in a bed. A hospital bed. I then looked up and saw the huge Belle Reeve logo on the wall.

"Oh great, I'm back here." I muttered. I looked to my left and saw the sister from the sibling team with Mammoth with a cast on her arm looking like she'd seen a ghost. "Oh, hey, Shimmer, right?" She nodded. I started to get up and unplugging myself from all the machines they had on me.

"Woah, I don't think you're supposed to be taking those out." Shimmer told me. "In fact, I think you should lie back down."

"I'm not tired."

"Okay, I'm not a doctor but I think you're not supposed to immediately start moving around like that two seconds after getting up from a week long coma."

"...Well that just means I've slept enough to move around without sleeping for 168 days."

"You what? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Shimmer said. As I was unplugging myself a bunch of sounds started coming out of the machine.

"Holy fuckballs!" I looked out the doorway and saw the fat nerd from The Suicide Squad's computer team standing there with Burger King. He grabbed a walkie-talkie. "Waller, the dead man is walking. I repeat, the dead man is walking." He said before putting it back on his belt. "Thank fuck I lost that bet! Didn't feel like dealing with an earthquake induced riot. Anyways, I need you to get back in that bed. Waller will be here in a second with some new info. She's currently taking care of a new mental patient coming in."

"Done enough sleeping. Gotta do some more killing... wait, did I kill everyone I needed to kill? No I've still got five left I think. I lost track. What are we at?"

"...Who's we?" Shimmer asked.

"Well not you, obviously. I'm talking to The Ghost since he was so talkative yesterday surely he can help me... he... he helped me take out the nukes and then went haywire. I gave up. Wait, I'm supposed to be dead! Hold on, where's Cleo!? What did he do with her!?" I slowly collapsed into bed dreading the worst.

"See that's the crazy talking. Back in bed you go." The guy said as he walked out of the room. I heard him mutter "fucking weirdos, all of them..." under his breath as he left.

"If you're talking about the rat girl you were with before she's fine. She got a real nasty cut on her arm but she's fine." Shimmer told me. "I've been in here since before you got back from the mission. She came in with you, they practically had to rip her off of you so they could properly cover up the cut. Apparently it was a miracle that she didn't die of blood loss on the trip back but I mean that whole group you were with must've been lucky, considering he's still alive." I looked over to where she was pointing with her good arm and there lied Peacemaker unconscious. "Apparently when they found him he was barely holding his guts in."

"Oh... shit."

"What?"

"Nothing." I lied. I knew it was The Ghost that gutted him, and I have a nervous feeling that I hurt Cleo too. Much of that night is a blur to me after The Crimson Ghost tried to create Cycolotrode XL. "Where's Cleo now?"

"She got kicked out of the hospital area. You're still new here, unless you're borderline dead like you and that guy they rub some dirt on your wound and put you back in your cell. The only reason I'm still in here is thanks to my dear brother Baran threatening guards that try to take me out."

"Speaking of, how'd you get that? Mission?" I looked at her cast.

"Nope. While you and your pals got good luck, I got stuck with bad luck. Literally. I might've brought it up before but I used to be on this team called The Fearsome Five before I got here. It was me and Baran with these other dorks Gizmo, Dr. Light, and Psimon. Psimon went M.I.A for a little while so he got replaced with this bitch that got the other four stuck in Belle Reeve. Her name is-"

"Jinx."
"Jinx!" We looked over to the doorway and saw a girl with grayish skin and pink hair grinning ear to ear. Her jumpsuit appeared to have come sleeveless as there were no apparent tears over the shoulders and she had it unzipped slightly like to expose her cleavage but to be completely honest there wasn't much there. She then knocked on the wooden door that lead into the room. "You owe me a soda, but I'll settle for the other arm. Sorry, I just couldn't help but to feel my ears burning."

"Fuck off you cunt!" Shimmer shouted at her.

"Don't be like that, Selena-"

"It's Selinda you fucking bi-"

"Whatever, who cares, no one remembers you. No one except me who so graciously decided to come visit you! How're you feelin'?"

"I'm serious, get the fuck out! I hate your guts!"

"You're ugly when you lie."

"What part of that sounded like a fucking lie!?"

"If you didn't lie, why are you still ugly?"

"Great it's like I'm back on the mission with Komi and Tara except now one of you isn't trying to have sex with me and the other isn't actually making out with me." I groaned. Jinx turned her attention to me and a devilish smirk appeared.

"That could be arranged." She said leaning on the door frame while sticking out her hip. "I've never seen you before. What's your story?"

"It's-"

"None of your goddamn business, skank! So for the five hundredth time fuck off!" Shimmer interrupted me. She really seems to hate Jinx, which I mean, it does seem like Jinx broke her arm so fair.

"Wow, Selena, doll, your crazy is showing. Or did you already figure out you're the one who tries to screw him while I'm cramming my tongue down his throat?" Jinx said while walking over to my bed, swaying her hips back and forth and drawing attention to her surprisingly long legs considering how short she was. "Or you can cram yours down mine. I'm not picky." She leaned towards me with a grin on her face, however I was distracted by Mammoth crouching to get through the door and grabbing Jinx by her neck. "-Ack-! You know, you never choked me this hard when we were together!"

"I told you to stay out while Selinda was in here!" Mammoth told her. Jinx still had her attention set to me.

"Don't let this fool you, I was the dom of the relationship but I'm open to switching-" She said before Mammoth threw her out the door from where she was standing.

"Go make sure she doesn't come back!" Shimmer shouted before Mammoth nodded and looked at me. He offered me a fist bump and I accepted before he walked back out.

"Your brother seems nice."

"He's too stupid for his own good sometimes. For example, instead of listening to me when I told him Jinx was bad news he went out with her and she had him wrapped around her finger. As I was saying, she screwed us over and got us captured by the Titans. Then we got transferred here from Stryker's Island. The dumb slut couldn't keep herself out of jail though and eventually got taken down by the Titans and sent here too. I guess Waller wanted a full set but forgot Dr. Light got his head blown off trying to run away from a fight with alien invaders. Anyways, she showed up, immediately I tried to rip that bitch to shreds."

"She broke your arm in the fight?"

"Yes and no. I absolutely demolished her in the fight but her power is she causes bad luck and to my luck her power dampener still lets her use her powers twice a day from what it looks like. As they were pulling me off of her, she used her powers to get me to trip over their feet and I landed awkwardly on my arm and it basically snapped in half. I'll get her back I fucking swear..." She finished her story.

"Not while she's a valuable asset to the team, you're not." We looked over at Waller now walking in the room with Crawley, Harcourt, the fat one again, June the witch girl, and a few armed guards. "Glad to see you're still with us in the land of the living, (Y,N). Ms. Flinders, you're free to leave."

"What do you mean? I've still gotta broken arm." Shimmer said.

"Ms. Moone here will be the one to fix that." Waller said before nodding to June. She timidly walked in front of everyone and looked down at her shoes as she muttered something.

"Enchantress. Enchantress. Enchantress." She repeated before green lights came out of her eyes and mouth and she looked down before flipping her hair back, revealing she was in an all green costume now and her hair was a brighter shade of red.

"What is it you bother me with now, mortal witch!?" She asked Waller. My mouth was slightly agape and I felt fear gas leave through it. It almost sounded like it was whispering "yesssssssss..." I covered my mouth.

"That one's arm. Fix it." Waller commanded The Enchantress. She snarled before hovering over to Shimmer. Shimmer backed up into her bed.

"Woah, woah, woah, back the fuck up lady."

"You dare to try to control The Enchantress?" Enchantress said before she grabbed the hand connected to Shimmer's broken arm. She then grabbed Shimmer's elbow with her other hand and pulled, causing the arm to bend and the cast to straighten out. Shimmer screamed in pain. She then pulled Shimmer's hand and it came off with the broken bones of the arm exposed, the cast fell off and the skin that once surrounded her bones looked like a deflated balloon. Crawley covered her eyes and the fat one threw up into a trash can. Enchantress discarded the broken arm and a green light appeared over her free hand before she pulled out what looked like a brand new arm bone. She attached it to Shimmer's hand and then rammed the bones back into her body. "Take two aspirin and summon me in the morning."

"FUCK! I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THAT YOU FUCKING WITCH BITCH! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?"

"The Enchantress's powers go far beyond merely kissing a boo-boo to make it feel better. If there was a better solution it would've been fixed before my divine intervention... besides, I don't know what you expected, I do not wield a license to practice medicine or physician in this realm for a reason." Enchantress said.

"That'll be all Enchantress. You can bring June back." Waller said coldly. Enchantress gave her a glare of irritation before she looked over to me and tilted her head.

"You. I sense great evil in this one." She said walking towards my bed. I involuntarily leaned forward, closer to her.

"I said that'll be all, Enchantress." Waller repeated.

"You're absolutely fascinating..." I said before covering my mouth again.

"You. Mortal. Let the other one out. I wish to converse with the demon that lays dormant inside of you."

"I assure you, I'm no mere demon but the devil hims-" I then was electrocuted as Waller hit a button on her watch.

"We never removed the bomb from your neck on account it would be too dangerous to operate during your coma." Waller told me.

"Let him go!"

"Only if you let June go first, witch." Waller told Enchantress. Enchantress let out an irritated growl before a light flashed and June stood where Enchantress was, still in the Enchantress's robes.

"Wait how do her clothes work? Are they not apart of her being? Does she just decide to change June's clothes with some sort of clothes beam or-"

"John. Shut the fuck up." Harcourt told the fat one.

"Now that that's all taken care of, Fiona and Economos please see to it June arrives to her cell safely and that Shimmer here is removed from the room while Harcourt and I discuss some things with Mr. (L,N)." Waller instructed Crawley and the fat one. June and I shared a look at each other like we were trying to comprehend each other's alter egos before she walked away. Shimmer got up from her bed moving her arm around and muttering something under her breath before she looked at me.

"We should hang out more. You're the first person I've enjoyed talking to besides Baran since I got here." She said before walking out with the guards. I was then left in the room with Waller, Harcourt, Peacemaker's potential corpse, and the sounds of James Whale's Frankenstein.

"I'll start with a congratulations, Mr. (L,N). For the first time in Task Force X history, you'll be receiving the maximum amount of years waved off your prison sentence on your first mission. Fifty years gone. Still over two hundred to go. Colonel Flag gave me reports of your acts of leadership and heroism and refusal to abandon the mission. Cleo Cazo also reported you were the one to stop the virus and the nukes from launching." Waller told me. Why would Cleo lie about that? I don't remember who did it but I know damn well the Ghost didn't upload the bombs. "You will remain in your bed until tomorrow when we remove the bomb from your skull during your stay in Belle Reeve for the next few weeks.

"Weeks? Plural?" I asked.

"We've decided that there's another use for you here besides just Suicide missions. An idea was pitched to me after reports came in of Terra and Blackfire's willingness to cooperate on the mission after spending time with you." Waller looked over to Harcourt like it was her turn to speak now.

"Doctor patient confidentiality." Harcourt told her as she returned the stare.

"Very well. I have bigger nuts to crack anyways." Waller said before walking out leaving just Harcourt and I.

"So was it Frankenstein?" She asked me.

"Was what Frankenstein?"

"What brought you back from the dead? I remembered your love for old horror movies in your case file. I went through a catalog of old universal movies to try to trigger you. You slept through The Wolfman, The Mummy, and The Creature From the Black Lagoon."

"Why didn't you try The Crimson Ghost?"

"Because that's not the easiest to find on DVD and I didn't want to actually wake up The Crimson Ghost. And by the way, you need to figure out how to control him before Waller kills you. She likes (Y,N) (L,N) not The Crimson Ghost. She thinks it's a character you put on and you faked the mental illness to get out of the death penalty and that Crane's fear gas really just unlocked your inhibitions. Despite what she's told us in the past, to her you're nothing more than The Joker trying to play victim to a boogeyman."

"Waitwaitwait, how do you-"

"I figured it out our first meeting together. You convince everyone it's a facade so one of these days you do get executed to stop him from reeking havoc like he planned to do in Russia with the nukes, of course not before you kill the rest of your classmates, which is why you let Waller kidnap you instead of just taking the lethal injection when she told you Arkham's plans."

"How do you know about-"

"Ratcatcher 2 told me everything after I told her I know The Crimson Ghost isn't (Y,N) (L,N), which was told to me by Terra. They spent a lot of time in here waiting for you to wake up. Speaking of, we need to get the story straight now that Dmitriev's brother shot you and stole your scythe to try to kill Peacemaker. Waller has a bigger interest in that asshole's life than yours. If he dies and she finds out you killed him, she's going to unload a clip two inches from your face."

"Dmitriev had a brother?"

"Apparently he shot himself after getting stabbed in the neck."

"That was his brother!? That's not important right now, actually. What's more important is why are you so interested in helping me?"

"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."

"It's because you've fallen in love with your patient, isn't it?"

"This is the second time we've ever had an extensive conversation."

"Love at first sight, then."

"It would be highly unethical to fall in love with a patient."

"You're not a psychiatrist you're a slave being forced to take care of a homicidal maniac."

"Well we can say the same thing about you but your patients don't need to know that."

"I-... patients?"

"That was the next piece of business. Terra has been... different since your mission. She's only seriously injured one inmate since being back for a week. Her usual is three. She's been kinder to Ratcatcher 2, Captain Boomerang, and Killer Frost, and has even become friends with Blackfire. All people who have some sort of connection with you apparently. She's seemed to have learned to control her anger and talks with Blackfire picked up by our cameras have confirmed it's because of something you told her on the mission. Waller likes that you can take control of some of the more unhinged convicts and wants to put it to good use and I actually had this idea because it might be a way to let go of The Crimson Ghost before his rage takes over you completely. Before you ask that was another tidbit Terra gave me."

"Did Terra also tell you I hate it when people think they can read me so easily?"

"Maybe you're just easy to read when it comes to blonde girls with attitude. She told me about that, too."

"I'm gonna have to have a talk with her about that." I muttered under my breath.

"You can do it on your first appointment with her. We have three inmates we want you to play psychiatrist with. We don't want you to take away the edge completely, just enough so they don't do anything ridiculous and get themselves killed. Be the first person in an American prison to successfully rehabilitate a prisoner."

"God, I already blew up your country I thought I was done with Russian propaganda."

"It's not propaganda if it's true." Harcourt shrugged. "As I was saying, three inmates, more might be assigned to you and if these sickos actually want to get better they can sign up for a session if they've shown preexisting signs of psychosis or disorders."

"That rule is just so-"

"You don't start making out with Cazo and think you can get prison time cut off for it."

"So I'm getting rewarded for this?"

"If your patient seems to be getting better with their illness you get ten years knocked off for each patient. Say you fix these three by the time your next mission rolls around- which I doubt you will considering who one of them are- you'll be right at 200 years left to get rid of."

"Well I mean it would be nice to see Tara again considering I never thought I'd see her again when The Ghost took over. Who're the other two?"

"New inmates captured during your trip to Russia/your coma. The first one is a psychotic teenaged girl from Gotham. Duela Dent. Adopted by relatives of Two-Face, the former Gotham Dis-"

"I know who Two-Face is, I lived in Gotham."

"Claims to be The Joker's Daughter. When there were rumors of Three Jokers going around one of them was found dead with his face removed. We're not sure if it was a sick joke from The Real Joker or if she cut it off herself but recently she was captured by Nightwing in Bludhaven, wearing the face as a mask. She's here now. Almost beat your homicide record. Killed a guard. Ripped his ear off and fed him to Killer Croc."

"What'd he look like?"

"The guard? Reddish brown hair, kinda muscular but only worked out his glamour muscles, didn't think some teenaged hobo from Gotham could overpower him. Wasn't the smartest guy."

"Wow. No shit."

"Why? Did you know him?"

"More or less." I muttered before going "Four."

"Honestly, seems like you two will have a lot in common. But I'll let you read up on the files while you're stuck in bed."

"And what about the thir-"

"LET GO OF ME YOU FUCKING MOTHER FUCKERS!" A girl shouted before screaming at the top of her lungs. I got up out of bed and followed Harcourt to the door. When she opened it, we saw a guard thrown across the hall as multiple other guards tried to hold down what seemed to be a Hispanic girl covered in power dampeners already. She had busted out of a gurney they had her on and every punch she threw seemed to break bones.

"I told you 64 dampeners, dammit!" Waller came walking down the other end of the hall pissed off with Katana right behind her. Some sort of ripple effect seemed to go across the girl's whole body and her hairstyle changed from extremely messy to a mullet and a silver liquid appeared in her mouth.

"千ㄩ匚Ҝ ㄖ千千千千千千千." She said and the words FUCK OFF actually appeared in the air with sharp edges, but they quickly melted and fell on the floor which shocked the girl. Katana then put her sword to the girl's neck to hold her still while Waller injected her with a sedative to knock her unconscious. Harcourt closed the door.

"That would be her. Kay Challis. Goes by a bunch of other names, the name she uses the most being Crazy Jane. Fucked up kid. Sixty-Four personalities with Sixty-Four different super powers according to what we found when storming her old place in Cloverton, Ohio. She's a little bit upset that her friends were killed in a fight with The Brotherhood of Evil and The Sisterhood of Dada. Nothing but a bunch of freaks. But she still has to pay for the crimes of her little group of misfits. Even if she doesn't want to be in The Suicide Squad, we're the only prison in the world that can hold her, so it's either us or The Phantom Zone."

"Sounds fun." I said before leaning against the wall.

"You get a 30 minute test session with the three of them in two days. After that, hour long sessions with Duela on Mondays, Terra on Wednesdays, Jane on Fridays. And now we're scheduled for every Tuesday and Thursday."

"You seemed to get really into your fake psychiatrist job while I was gone."

"Not gonna lie, this shit is fun."

"Then I guess I gotta work on the making you wanna die part."

"Try me, just because you're handsome doesn't mean I've forgotten you're a piece of shit serial killer that murdered a couple of teenagers because you've got a voice in your head like the Son of Sam."

"... so You think I'm handsome?"

"Fuck off. I have other things to get to. I'll see you Tuesday." She sternly said.

"Sure you do." I said with a smirk. She walked out of the room without saying anything. It was now just me alone in a room with a dead man and the ending of Frankenstein playing on a tv. The scene at the windmill. Frankenstein, the good doctor, thrown from the top, murdered by his own monster. Or at least would've been if it wasn't for the censors. It's a shame when third parties get in the way of poetic justice...

I couldn't agree more.