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vigilante-chase · 2 months ago

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Summary: The after effects of dealing with Slade weighs heavy on Rose's mind, but Adrian is there to help her let off some steam.

Pairing: Adrian Chase x Black!Rose Wilson

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: abuse, trauma, mind manipulation, self-harm, PIV penetration

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

7. Daddy Issues

Twelve-year-old Rose Wilson's knuckles throbbed as they slammed into the punching bag, the sharp sting of raw skin breaking beneath poorly taped hands. Sweat poured down her face, her breaths shallow and strained. She didn't dare stop-not until Slade said so. His voice cut through the stale air like a blade, sharp and unforgiving.

"Again. Faster."

Rose gritted her teeth, the sting of exhaustion warring with the hollow ache of wanting his approval. She wiped her burning eyes against her arm, stealing a glance at her father's looming shadow. His posture was stiff, arms crossed, a silent judgment that weighed heavier than any insult he could hurl.

"You'll never survive if you don't fight like you mean it," he growled, his tone laced with derision. "Stop holding back. Your life is meaningless, Rose. You'll always have to fight to survive."

Each word cut deeper than the last, leaving a wound no amount of training could heal. She shouldn't understand what it felt like to be empty inside-not at twelve. Her hands should've been used for writing in diaries, not gripping weapons. Her world should've been sleepovers and gossip, not combat drills and endless bruises. But here she was, throwing punch after punch, hoping for a smile, a nod, anything.

Instead, all she ever got was: "Do it again. This time, better."

She would've done anything for her father's love-anything. And Slade knew that.

A few years passed

As a teenager, Rose hardened into something colder and sharper. The bruised, wide-eyed little girl was gone, replaced by a lethal weapon clad in orange-and-black armor, tailor to Slade's liking. Missions blurred together-stealing intel, ambushing targets, executing orders-all in pursuit of her father's elusive approval. She moved with precision, her every action calculated under Slade's watchful gaze. Yet, deep down, she still felt like that little girl, desperate for his love. If she didn't have Leota in her life at this point, she would've been completely lost.

Slade's constant comparisons to others ate away at her. At this point, he had his eye on Robin, the boy wonder had proved himself to be a hell of a leader for the Titans. He praised Dick Grayson's tenacity and leadership, speaking of him as if he were the perfect apprentice. "He fights with purpose," Slade would say. "He's smart, a real leader."

Why couldn't he see her that way? Why wasn't she enough?

He found multiple chances to beat her down - Slade played mind games, keeping her away from anyone who dared get too close. It was a miracle that he never found out about Leota, she had hoped his friendship with Amanda kept them together. He really didn't want her close to any boys, especially Jason Todd. Her encounters with Red Hood often devolved into cat-and-mouse games of violence and flirtation. Slade would often watch them, their combat was like a dance, and with their sexual tension - it infuriated Slade. He hated how the boy looked at her, hated how he made Rose into a weak and flustered embarrassment.

So he manipulated her further, promising she could be better, stronger - but only if she gave up on childish distractions. "Boys like Jason were liabilities", he said. "Weaknesses". And then one night, he offered her a way to prove herself: Forget about silly little boys, and take a serum that would make her invincible enough to fully be his apprentice. She took it, desperate for his approval, not knowing it would twist her mind. Under its influence, she became his obedient servant, his weapon.

The serum warped her mind so profoundly, that she even mutilated herself. In a moment of madness, she stabbed out her own eye to mirror Slade's. She'd hoped that he would see her as a reflection of him, but instead of pride, she saw only disgust in his gaze. He had her dragged away by his henchmen to get "fixed." When she came to, the serum's effects had faded, and the full horror of what she'd done to herself hit her like a freight train.

On what would be her final mission with Slade, Rose stood over the bloody bodies of the guards she killed, watching one crawl away pathetically. She was tasked to take out the security guards while Slade eliminated a group of so-called "traitors". He walked in to examine her task, mocking the barely alive guard before stomping on his skull. He then urged her to destroy the security footage.

Once he demanded that, Slade revealed the ultimate betrayal, he had been grooming Robin behind her back, secretly recruiting him as his apprentice. Every promise, every small gesture of affection - It was all manipulation. He never saw her as his daughter, only a tool to be sharpened and discarded.

The realization shattered her. He never loved her. He never would.

That night, she packed a bag and ran. She didn't care if Slade hunted her down, she was done being his pawn.

It was then that Jason found her wandering the streets days later. Despite their history, he helped her-supported her. He didn't try to fix her, but he helped her feel like she wasn't a villain and she didn't need to prove herself. He gave her encouragement and newfound friendship. After fitting in with a new team, she got a prosthetic eye, a step toward reclaiming herself.

Rose woke with a jolt, gasping for air. Her vision blurred for a moment as the dim light of Hennenlotter came into focus. Her head throbbed, and when she tried to move, she felt the tension around her wrists-duct tape.

"What the hell..." she muttered, blinking rapidly.

Across from her, sitting cross-legged and grinning like a kid getting excited to watch his favorite show, was Vig. He was holding a knife in one hand, the other fidgeting nervously on his knee. Governor Robinson, slumped nearby, too weak to do anything but observe their strange interaction with amused eyes.

"Hey there, sleepyhead! Thought you'd never wake up." Adrian grinned wider when he saw her stirring. "See that, ya fucker! Told ya we didn't kill her!" He shouted to Robinson.

Rose narrowed her eyes, trying to move her bound hands. "Adrian. Cut the duct tape off. Now."

Adrian shook his head quickly, his glasses sliding slightly down his nose. "Yeah, no-can-do. Orders from Harcourt. I don't want you to, y'know, try to kill me again." He gave a passive aggressive smile. "Even though it was kinda hot that you got possessed."

Rose groaned, rolling her eyes as her headache pounded harder. "I wasn't possessed, dumbass. I was drugged and mind-controlled." She wiggled her hands in the duct tape. "Now, cut me loose before I really hurt you." She really didn't mean to snap at him, the after effects from the drug always made her feel sick and on edge.

Adrian hesitated, biting his lip nervously. "Yeah, still... can't do that."

Rose leaned forward, lowering her voice with a dangerous tone. "Adrian..." she said, getting his full attention as he became flustered. Getting on her knees, she crawled towards him as carefully and gracefully as she could with tied hands. Straddling his lap, she held up her hands, "If you don't cut me loose, I'll make you regret it."

Adrian blinked, his glasses fogging up from his staggered breathing, he was hot instantly under the heat of her gaze. "Uhh..."

Rose let her voice get lower, her eyes practically daring him. "Come on, Adrian. You want me to say please?"

Adrian swallowed hard, cheeks burning. Without another word, he grabbed the knife and quickly sliced through the duct tape.

As if watching a quirky romance show, the governor chuckled weakly from the other side of the room. "Ahh, young love," he wheezed sarcastically. "You two are really a match made in hell."

Adrian stood and turned to him, still grinning but with a sharp edge in his voice. "You're really funny, Robinson. Too bad you won't be laughing when I skull fuck your bullet hole for dragging Slade into this and turning my future girlfriend into a zombie."

At the mention of her father's name, Rose stiffened, ignoring Adrian's nonsense and pushing off him. She shot a cold look at the governor and stalked toward him, shoving Adrian back when he tried to hold her.

"How the hell is Slade involved?" she hissed. "And what does he want with Bane's Venom?" Kicking his slumped over body, then stepping on his neck, but not enough to kill him. "TALK!"

The governor coughed and sputtered weakly, "Wa- Wa-," he stuttered.

"Wa- Wa- What?" Rose mocked, pressing her foot just a little more.

"WALLER! AMANDA WALLER!" He shouted as much as could with her foot against his voicebox, yet savoring his small victory as her face dropped.

Rose's jaw clenched. She knew that bitch would end up fucking her. She couldn't just keep losing her cool like that, that was the one lesson her father taught her that she cherished. Stepping back, she tried to process everything.

"She was using you as just a pawn," the governor continued, his grin widening. "This is all a game. And you've been on the wrong side of the board."

Before she could react, Adrian moved fast - too fast - and shot Robinson in the head. The governor slumped back, still handcuffed to the desk. Adrian straightened, brushing off his hands with a satisfied sigh.

Rose spun on him, her anger bubbling just beneath the surface. "I wasn't done with him!"

Adrian gave her a sheepish smile. "Yeah, but, uh... it felt like the right time to take him out. He's evil, and recruits evil terrorists and drug dealers! Plus, he's seen my face, so that's a big no-no."

Rose exhaled sharply, running a hand through her hair. "You're impossible." She turned to walk away, her mind a storm of rage and confusion. Rage from trusting Waller, and confusion on why her father would deal venom just to get her attention.

But Adrian tried to comfort her, gently paying her head, "...It'll be...somewhat ok? I mean, I might get fucked for killing the governor, but nobody talks to my girl like that."

She looked at him, her laugh bitter and broken. "I'm a mess, Adrian. A fucked up mess with daddy issues. Why the hell would you want to be with someone like me?"

He gave her the softest look she'd ever seen, his awkward demeanor slipping away for a moment. "Because I'm fucked up too."

Rose stared at him for a beat, then leaned in and kissed him-hard and quick, like a spark between two broken wires.

When she pulled away, Adrian's glasses were once again fogged, and the grin on his face was downright goofy.

"So, I'm totally your boyfriend now?" he whispered.

Rose shook her head, smirking despite herself. "You're an idiot."

"Yeah," Adrian agreed happily. "But I'm your idiot."

And for once, that didn't sound so bad. The dimly lit office was quiet, Rose Wilson leaned against the desk, her eyes locked onto Adrian as she pulled him by his kavlar, his steps measured and cautious. She could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the way he hesitated, and it only fueled her desire. It was like a mouse in a lion's den.

"Adrian," she purred, her voice low and sultry.

"Yes?"he tries to match her sultry tone, but fell short as he sounded unsure of himself. He swallowed hard, his throat dry as he stepped closer. Rose's eyes raked over him, taking in the way he tensed under his suit, the way his jaw clenched. She could see the conflict in him, the battle between his need for control and his growing desire for her.

"Um - ," he began, his voice rough, but she cut him off with a sharp, commanding look.

"Shut up," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Just fuck me."

He obeyed, his heart pounding as he stood before her. Rose reached out, her fingers curling around his belt, pulling him closer until their bodies were pressed together. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, the rapid beat of his heart against her chest. He wasted no time getting his suit off, even helping her peel off hers.

"You're not easy to break, are you?" she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear.

Adrian's breath hitched, his hands trembling as they came to rest on her hips. "No," he admitted, his voice barely a whisper.

Rose smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Good," she said, her hands moving to his shirt, unbuttoning it with practiced ease. "Because I'm going to fuck you hard, Adrian. And you're going to love every second of it."

She pushed him back, guiding him to the couch. Adrian stumbled, his mind reeling as he tried to keep up with her dominant demeanor. Rose straddled him, her hands gripping his shoulders as she leaned down, her lips capturing his in a bruising kiss mixed with tongues and teeth.

Adrian groaned, his hands gripping her waist as she ground against him, her hips moving with a rhythm that left him breathless. She broke the kiss, her eyes dark with desire as she looked down at him.

"I'm ready," she consented, her voice a low growl.

He obeyed, his hands shaking with both nerves and excitement as he gripped her hips tighter and eased her wet entrance onto his hard dick. Rose's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she took him in, they rolled to the back of her head as she slowly stretched around him.

"Fuck! You're so tight!," he whined as she constricted, his voice dripping with lust, want, and need. "You're gonna make me cum so fast."

She positioned herself to rise and sink down, taking him deep inside her. Adrian's head fell back, his eyes closing as he groaned, his hands gripping the couch cushions.

Rose rode him with a fierce intensity, her hips moving in a mix of swirls and grinding.. Adrian could barely keep up, his mind fogged with pleasure as she took control, her body glistening with sweat and her moans left him breathless.

"Fuck, Rose," he gasped, his voice ragged. "Can I fuck you on the desk?"

She smirked, her eyes locking onto his as she continued to ride him. "Yeah," she said, wanting to laugh at his excitement

Adrian's eyes widened in shock, but he didn't hesitate. He pulled her off him, his hands gripping her hips as he guided her to the desk. Rose bent over, her hands braced on the surface as she looked back at him, her eyes dark with desire.

Adrian's breath hitched as he positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he lined himself up with her entrance. He could feel the electric sexual tension building back up in the air between them. With a deep breath, he thrust into her, his cock sliding deep inside her wet warmth.

Rose gasped, her body arching as he filled her again. "Ugh, yes," she moaned, her voice dripping with pleasure. "Fuck me hard. Make me yours."

He began to move, his hips thrusting with a raw, primal intensity. Each stroke was deep and powerful, his cock driving into her with a force that left them both breathless. Rose's hands gripped the edge of the desk, her nails digging into the wood as she took his relentless pounding.

"You like that, don't you?" he purred, his voice a low, seductive whisper - a direct change from the adorkable Adrian. "You like me fucking you like this, Rosie?"

Adrian was lost in the haze of pleasure, but his actions spoke volumes. He gripped her neck, his fingers digging into the tender flesh as he continued to thrust into her. Rose's words and moans fueled his desire, driving him to push harder, faster.

"Yes," she managed to gasp, her voice rough and strained.

He smirked leaning down to her ear, "Good," he said, his voice a low growl. Adrian's control snapped, and he pounded into her with a ferocity that left them both gasping. Rose's moans filled the room, her body shuddering with each thrust as she took everything he had to give. He could feel his release building, the tension coiling in his gut as he fucked her with wild abandon.

"Shit," he groaned, his voice a harsh whisper. "I'm gonna cum." His control shattered, and he grunted as he came, his seed spilling onto her ass in hot, pulsing waves. He collapsed against her, his breath ragged as he tried to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice filled with regret. "I came too quickly."

Rose turned her head, and chuckled, "I loved every second of it," she said with a hoarse voice. He looked around for something to clean her up with, settling for ripping the governor's shirt off of his half-stiff body. "Oh...how...sweet...?" She grimaced as he wiped her body. They quickly got dressed, disregarding Robinson's dead body. Adrian would proudly catch the flack for it from Harcourt if it means he gets to defend someone he's totally into, and kill a bad guy at the same time. He couldn't wait to get her back to her hotel so they could finish what they started. And that they did.

The next day, Adrian knew he was in deep shit the second he and Chris stepped into the fluorescent-lit chaos of HQ. The air was thick with tension, and everyone was already gathered around the central table. Harcourt stood with her arms crossed, wearing the kind of expression that made grown men tremble-and unfortunately for Adrian, he was next in line.

"Chase," Harcourt barked, her tone sharp as a blade. "What the hell were you thinking last night? Do you even realize what kind of mess you've made?"

Adrian shifted awkwardly, hands fidgeting in his pockets. "Look, I didn't-"

"You shot the governor, idiot," Harcourt snapped. "That was supposed to be a stealth mission, not some back-alley fight."

"I was just-"

"You jeopardized the whole mission!" she continued, stepping closer. "I should kick your ass out of here, right now."

Before Adrian could open his mouth to try and explain, Rose Wilson leaned against the edge of the table, cutting off Harcourt's tirade with a sharp look.

"Harcourt, let's cut him a little slack," Rose said calmly, though her voice carried the weight of steel. "Adrian was just trying to protect me... in his own dumb, messed-up way."

The room went silent. Everyone, including Chris, was stunned to see Rose come to his defense.

Rose's gaze never left Harcourt's. "The governor knew it was a trap, and Waller sent me in as bait for Slade."

Harcourt's brow furrowed. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Rose crossed her arms. "Waller is using me as leverage-she knows my father has been looking for me. She's keeping me close, making me a bargaining chip. Somehow the governor was in on it for the drugs."

There was a long beat of silence as Harcourt processed the weight of Rose's words. Finally, with a heavy sigh, she uncrossed her arms.

"Fine," she muttered. "But Vigilante still has to file a report. And if you screw up again," she warned Adrian, "you're done."

Adrian gave her a nervous thumbs-up. "Cool. No pressure."

Later, as Adrian slumped over the desk, reluctantly typing up his report, Chris slid into the seat next to him with a mischievous grin.

"So," Chris whispered, nudging him with an elbow. "You gonna tell me what happened last night, or am I gonna have to guess?"

Adrian leaned closer, unable to hold back a giddy smile. "Okay, okay. Dude... it finally happened."

Chris's eyes widened with genuine delight, slapping Adrian on the back. "No way! Hell yeah, dude! I'm so proud of you, finally!"

Adrian beamed, the excitement bubbling over. "It was...fucking baller, man. We took down the governor, and had amazing sex after. We totally click!"

Chris nodded approvingly. "You and Rose, huh? Power couple, baby."

Meanwhile, in the other room, Rose and Leota Adebayo leaned against the wall, chatting quietly.

"So...you and Adrian, huh?" Leota grinned. "Y'all official?"

Rose smiled, biting her lip with a nod. "I hate to say it, but he's kinda growing on me."

Leota gave her a playful nudge. "You happy?"

Rose shrugged, though the corner of her mouth tugged upward. "Yeah. I am."

Before they could continue, Chris's voice echoed through the room like a foghorn.

"Adrian and Rose are official! Told you guys!"

Rose rolled her eyes, fighting back a smile. "Don't make it weird, Chris."

Economos, walking into the room, chimed in with a dry snort. "Dating Vigilante is already weird enough."

After slipping away from the team, Rose found a quiet corner and pulled out her phone. Her hands clenched into fists as she dialed a familiar number, waiting only a few seconds before Amanda Waller answered.

"You owe me some answers," Rose hissed, her voice low and filled with venom. "Why the hell does my father know where I am? And why do you still have communication with him?"

Waller's tone remained cool, as if she'd anticipated the call. "Slade doesn't have full control, Rose. But I needed leverage. You know how this works."

"You're using me as bait!" Rose snapped. "I'm done with your games, Waller. Stay out of my life."

Before Amanda could respond, Rose hung up, shoving the phone into her pocket with a frustrated sigh.

As she leaned back against the wall, Rose noticed Chris approaching, a rare look of empathy on his face.

"Rough call?" he asked gently.

"Yeah," Rose admitted, her voice softer now. "Waller's still pulling the strings, and I guess my dad's not out of the picture like I thought."

Chris gave a small nod, his usual bravado dimmed for a moment. "Yeah... I get it. My dad messed me up too. That's kinda how I ended up in this whole Waller mess too."

Rose glanced over at him, surprised by the vulnerability in his voice.

"Guess we've both got some pretty epic daddy issues," Chris said with a half-smile.

Rose chuckled, the tension easing slightly. "Yeah. Seems like that's the only thing we've got in common."

Chris leaned against the wall beside her. "Well, at least we're not dealing with it alone anymore."

For the first time since joining the team, Rose felt something close to peace-a strange, fragile friendship forming between two people who knew exactly how broken the other was.

And for now, that was enough.

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vigilante-chase · 6 months ago

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Summary: Part 2 of Every Rose Has its Thorn. Rose shadows Peacemaker and Vigilante on a mission to hunt down the Governor and Vigilante has a change of heart.

Word count: 2.1k

Warning: Violence, limb loss

Pairing: Adrian Chase x Black!Rose Wilson

AO3, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

2. A Bane in the ass

Sitting in the backseat while Vigilante and Peacemaker argued about who fucks up the missions more was a nerve grating experience. Very nerve grating.

“You know, if you weren’t doing your own thing after Harcourt tells you not to, maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess.” Peacemaker tells Vigilante.

“Maybe you both should, I don’t know, shut the hell up!” Rose finally says, fed up with the back and forth.

Vigilante was just as fed up, he had just got his best friend back, joined an awesome team just for it all to be fucked because Amanda Waller couldn’t trust them. He may not always get it right, but he gets the job done. And some new member - who is classified as a villain in his eyes - isn’t going to come in and tell him what he can and can’t do. His eyes flickered to carefully watch her in the mirror, he’d keep a note to watch her throughout this mission.

“Eyes on the road,” she said, staring back at him.

Peacemaker chuckled, “You gotta be cool, man.” How could he be cool when someone who Peacemaker obviously respects is in the same vicinity as them. If Peacemaker puts her somewhat on a pedestal, then she must be of some importance. The mask covering her face made her look intimidating, he could only see one eye - that was definitely a choice - how could she see her opponents with only one eye. Her platinum, almost white, hair was a stark contrast against her brown skin. Very interesting, he thought. He’d get a better look at her suit to see if there are any gaps in her armor. Only for that reason, not because he’d be checking her out.

“Dude, you went quiet…that’s a first.” Peacemaker says, noticing the quietness in the car.

“Oh, what? Sorry, I was thinking about something” Vigilante says, casting one last look through the mirror at Rose who stares back at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m thinking of some food, I’m practically starving.” Rose says, trying and failing to ignore the grumble of her stomach. The airplane food didn’t really hold her over like she thought. “How about we stop somewhere for food then continue this bullshit.”

Peacemaker agreed, “Yeah, she’s right. What do ya say, Vig? Burgers and fries?” Vigilante reluctantly obliged, driving up to a small burger joint where Peacemaker got out to order their food and gaining stares in the process. Vigilante and Rose sat in an awkward silence as he continued to stare at her through the mirror.

“Are you going to keep staring at me or are you gonna tell me what your issue is with me?” Rose questioned. Did he even have a valid reason? Sure she committed crimes before, but she’s working with them now, so wouldn’t she be a good person now?

“I don't have an issue! Harcourt definitely has an issue recruiting a villain! Do you really think I'd trust an evil killer around my friends?” Vigilante asked.

Rose was dumbfounded, this guy is on a mission to kill a governor and whoever else is standing in Waller’s way, and he’s worried about who she’s killed. “You’re literally about to kill someone, pot meet kettle.”

He fully turned around to meet her gaze, “What does that have to do with anything? The governor is a corrupt criminal, he technically needs to die.” Vig challenged. At this point, Rose was at a loss for words.

“I need to pick your brain, your thinking is honestly astounding.” Rose said, leaning forward, trying to look into his eyes only seeing them through the red visor. “Yes, I’ve killed people, it was out of my control. I was essentially a Manchurian candidate…”

She noticed his visor fogged up, “I like that movie…”

Awkwardly, she looked out the window, “Um…okay?” Luckily for her, Peacemaker was trudging back to the car with their food.

“What’d I miss?” He asked as he got into the passenger side.

“Nothing. Food, please.” She demanded, taking the food and drink that he provided. They ate on the road, while blasting White Snake for Peacemaker’s enjoyment and to get rid of the uncomfortable silence.

Finally arriving at the warehouse, the three staked out the building as they watched a crew hauling in crates of an unknown product. “What the hell is that?” Rose asked.

“Harcourt believes it’s some drug that Governor Robinson is using, Waller doesn’t want it out to the public. You know, the same song and dance with her.” Peacemaker replies.

Rose made a note of that in her head, “So we go in, get the drugs, apprehend the governor, then report it to Waller?

“We could always kill the governor, kill two birds with one stone.” Vigilante offers.

Peacemaker agrees and nods, “Yeah, seems like something we can do.”

Scoffing, Rose got out, following the two to the trunk where they had two duffle bags of weapons. Peacemaker tosses a sword to Rose, she catches it with ease. Vig follows suit, grabbing two guns and putting them in his holster.

“Ready?” She asks, they both nod. The three stalk behind a dumpster.

“You two go through the entrance, and I’ll go through the back.” Peacemaker command before stalking off to the back of the warehouse.

Rose and Vigilante ran up to the entrance, she pulled on the door. “Fuck, it’s locked.” She muttered.

“I got it!” Vig said, shooting the handle of the door multiple times before it broke off the door.

“You’re gonna draw them to us, idiot!” Rose shouted, kicking the door open to an empty section of the warehouse with Vig grimacing and muttering a ‘sorry’. “Where the fuck are they?” They then heard gunshots, running to the gunfire. There Peacemaker ran shooting the governor’s gang of criminals, while ducking and dodging their own gunshots. The governor, John Robinson, ran towards them, gripping a very suspicious suitcase.

“I got him, you get them, Vig?” She asked him, pointing to the group surrounding Peacemaker.

“Yeah. I got this!” Though she couldn’t see it, he was blushing from the way she said his nickname. He was damn near hard as a rock when she ran towards the governor and drew her sword to him. But enough ogling, he had to help his best friend.

Governor Robinson gripped his suitcase tightly and tried to dodge Rose’s attack. “Drop the suitcase and come with, Governor, or it’ll get ugly for you.” Rose threatened.

“Fuck off, cape! With this,” he held up the suitcase, “I’ll be the most powerful governor of Washington, hell, maybe even the country.” Rose swung her sword, slicing his hand clean off.

“You cut my hand, you fucking whore!” He screamed, dropping to his knees in a pool of blood. “I would’ve been powerful…”

“Yeah right,” Rose said with a laugh, kicking the suitcase away from his slumped body and running towards Peacemaker and Vigilante. The two were still fighting off gang members. She speared the closest guy she could reach through the chest, kicking him off her sword, spinning around to behead another one that ran up to her. Vigilante watched her with heart eyes. He was so distracted he didn’t have time to react to the knife going through his side.

“FUCK!” He shouted.

Thanks to Peacemaker, that earned the assailant a bullet between the eyes. “That was the last of ‘em. Fucking scum.”

“We’re not finished yet. We need to see what’s inside these crates, and apprehend the Governor.” Rose reminded them. They followed her to find the crates, opening one to see what important drug Waller didn’t want the public to find out about. The crates were filled with vials of highlighter green substance.

“What is it?” Vigilante asked as Peacemaker and Rose looked at each other with concern on their faces.

“Peacemaker, we’re gonna take one of these crates back to HQ, Vigilante, you’re gonna go get the governor.” Rose said. Peacemaker holsted a crate full of drugs over his shoulder and left to put them in Vigilante’s trunk.

“What the hell is this shit?” he pressed.

“This,” she held up the vial, “Is venom. The same shit that Bane uses. Now go get the governor!”

Watching him run off, she instantly called Waller.

“Wilson, your first day is productive, I’m guessing.” She mused.

“Venom, Waller? How in the hell did Venom end up on this side of the country?” She asked.

“Many underground criminals have been circulating a new strain of Bane’s venom after he was imprisoned in Arkham. I assume that’s how Governor Robinson got it. I’ll have another special ops team pick up the remaining drugs. Do you have the Governor?”

“He’s currently incapacitated.” Rose replied.

“Good, keep the rest distracted. Harcourt will have files for the next task.” Waller said before hanging up.

Vigilante came back into view, with Peacemaker in tow. “Robinson’s in the trunk too. I’d say this was a good mission…despite the stab wound, but I’m A-O-fucking-kay!” He shouted.

Rose looked at the wound seeping blood, “Jesus, how are you standing upright?”

“He’s used to it, he’s gone through worse.” Peacemaker says. “Let’s get this shit back to HQ!”

Back at Henennlotter, Rose relays the information they have to Harcourt as Peacemaker brings in the evidence and Vigilante brings in the governor.

“Fucking Venom?!” Economos shouts. “What the hell was he doing with that?”

“He was more than likely going to turn himself into Governor Bane.” Harcourt says. “Adebayo will show you how to write a report on this, then you’re free to get some rest. We’ll meet here at 2 pm.” She and Economos take the Governor to lock him up in the back office.

Leota walks over to ask Rose about her mission, “So how was it?”

Rose thinks to find the right words, “Weird. Odd. I don’t know what else to call it.”

“Yeah, Chris and Vigilante are like that. Especially Vigilante.” Leota says, pulling out a stack of papers from her desk.

“What’s his problem? He was weird about me being on the team, then he was oddly staring at me.” Rose asks. Leota hums, deep in thought before answering.

“Vig is…very territorial about Chris. He ranks him as his number 1 best friend, so maybe he was...jealous? He’s not that bad when you get to know him, maybe take some time to try.” Leota answers. “It’ll be a long year, and you gotta try to get to know the guy”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, team building and what-not. Anyways, drinks after we finish this bullshit?”

“Hell yeah!” Leota shouts excitedly.

On the other side of the room, Peacemaker notices Vigilante staring at Leota and Rose animatedly chat while he struggles to stitch up his wound. He’s been acting weird since Rose started, and he was going to get to the bottom of it.

“Vig, what the hell is your problem?” He asks, grabbing Vig’s shoulder. “You’ve been weird around Ravager.”

Adrian’s eyes flickered from Rose to his best friend. “I haven’t been weird, I’ve been totally normal around her. She's just a regular, normal person. Just like you and I, we’re all regular people, no one’s being weird.” He was defensive, Chris knew when he rambled incoherently, he was lying.

“Ah dude, you’re being so weird. You wanna fuck her or something?” Chris asked. He could see Adrian’s eyes widen through the visor. “You so do!” This got the two women’s attention for a brief moment before they went back to their conversation.

“Pfft! What? No, I just respect her. She gave up being a criminal to fight crime with us. That’s totally admirable.” He defended himself once more.

Chris chuckled, “Yeah, you totally respect her. You wanna ‘respect’ her all night long.” He said, still laughing. "Wanna invite her over to my place, but I call doggy! She's got a great ass." Adrian noticed Rose and Leota making their way towards them with confusion on their faces. He loudly deflected Chris' accusations of wanting to fuck Rose. Usually, he wouldn't mind sharing, but Rose and Chris would look way too hot fucking — that kinda made him a little jealous.

“What are you two laughing about?” Leota asks.

“Oh man, Vig wants to-”

“I wanted…to tell you guys a-a funny joke that I heard.” He deflected, cutting Peacemaker off. Hopefully he doesn’t make an ass of himself. The two women stared at him expectantly.

“Okay, so let’s hear it.” Rose says. Her mask was off now, and it was his first time seeing her full face. Her dark almond eyes were very mesmerizing, and her hair was a mess of wild platinum curls.

“Uh…so, what’s the difference between a dirty old bus stop and a large breasted crab?” He started. Three pairs of eyes urging him to continue.

“What?” Leota asks.

“One's a crusty bus station, and the other is a busty crustacean.” He finishes. Leota giggles, Chris smirks, and Rose…smiles. An awkward smile, but still a smile. Fuck yeah! Adrian thought to himself.

“Good one.” She says. Harcourt and Economos pack up their things after handcuffing Robinson, and she tells them to get the hell out of there. Adrian can’t focus on anything other than he made Rose smile at him. A pretty woman smiled at something he said, that’s fucking awesome. While outside by his car, he was about to take Peacemaker home, when Rose walked up to him.

“Hey, um, can I ask you something?” she asked.

He smirked, “You already did!”

Rolling her eyes, “Ha, Ha,” she says sarcastically. “I wanted to know if you were free tomorrow.”

Adrian’s eyes almost popped out of his head, was she asking him out? “This is like a…’getting to know you’ thing. You down?” she asked him.

“Fuck yeah! I’ll pick you up after we leave HQ!” He said, bouncing like a puppy.

She chuckled, “Cool, seeya Vig, Peacemaker.” She waved while walking away.

“She just asked you out, dude. You have a lot to learn.” Chris says before getting into the passenger seat. Adrian watches her get into Leota’s car, and they drive away. He gets inside of his own, wondering how tomorrow would go.

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