#captain orchid

[skymaiden32]

Trade Secrets

Tagging: @dragonoffantasyandreality @thundergeek59 @janetm74 @katblu42 @liseylou @amistrio @uniwolfcorn(Please ask if you would like to be alerted when I update or write new stories)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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Captain Black grinned evilly as the island came into view, the Mysteron plan he was supposed to enact planted firmly in his mind. Something else though, or rather, someone else, seemed especially resistant to carrying out this mission. Occasionally, the agent still felt remnants of the man he used to be before all this started. Conrad Turner was still inside his mind, buried deep, but he seemed to be surfacing a lot more recently. It was getting harder for the Mysteron agent to stay in control…

Black shook his head. He couldn’t worry about that now. He had a job to do, and he knew just how to do it…

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“Oh my baby!” Orchid just had to be reunited with her grandmother before her eldest and youngest brothers, didn’t she? “You’ve been away from all of us for so long! Have you been eating properly? You haven’t been doing anything too dangerous have you?” Orchid looked pleadingly at her father, brothers and colleagues. Every single one of them just gave a look that told her she was on her own. She returned the look, roughly translating to, ‘You will pay.’

She spun back to her grandmother, giving her a hug. “I’m fine Grandma. Everything’s fine.”

“That’s good to hear, dear.” Alan cleared his throat, drawing their attention. “We’ll talk more when this is all over, Pam. You go talk to your brothers…”

Once Ruth stepped back, the Spectrum officer found herself with an armful of little brother. “I take it you missed me then, Allie?” She chuckled as Alan squeezed as hard as he could.

“It’s pretty much all he’s talked about since we found out you were coming…” Scott stepped forward to join the hug, trying and failing to hide a snort of amusement.

“Hi, Scooter.” She mumbled into his shoulder, taking in the calming presence that the eldest sibling always seemed to have. Just knowing they were all here made her feel so much better about the success of Spectrum’s mission…

“Hey!” Alan yelled in protest. “I’ve talked about other stuff.”

Gordon smirked, bumping Alan with his elbow. “Oh, really?” Oh no, that was the tone he always had when shenanigans were being planned… “Like what?”

“You know…” Alan gave him a look. “Things…”

“He means he’s just talked about you.” Virgil cut in, also with a mischievous grin on his face. “It really is good to see you, Pam…”

Pamela smiled as she shifted her gaze from brother to brother. She really was lucky to have them. “It’s good to see you guys too…” She sighed. They’d stalled enough. It was time to get a plan together. “If we wanna see each other again after the twenty-four hours is up, though, we need to figure out what to do.” Everyone immediately noticed her persona change to military, and automatically stood to attention. “And to do that, I’ll need to talk to Dad. Alone…” Jeff perked up, knowing what this chat would be about already.

Her brothers immediately understood the subtext as well, and all nodded. The Spectrum officers were more than a little confused as the father and daughter disappeared into a separate room in the bunker. Grey turned to Gordon, who was still looking at him curiously.

“What’s… What’s going on?”

Gordon sighed, and all of a sudden, Grey saw a look that he recognised all too well. It was the look Orchid had when she was hiding something. “Hopefully, something we can reveal to you when they come out…” The ex-aquanaut raised an eyebrow at his former colleague. What did that mean? He hummed thoughtfully. “Oh, and Brad?” Grey froze at the mention of his real name. His colleagues and the other Tracy brothers looked on, wondering how Gordon knew. Neither of them had quite gotten around to telling people who they used to work with… “Don’t think we’re not gonna talk things through when we get out of this mess alive…”

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“First of all, who was supposed to be up on Five?”

“It was Alan’s month. We tried to get him to stay; he probably would’ve been safer up there. But he insisted on coming home. Said if he was going down, he was going down with us.” Her father sighed. “John wanted to meet you on the runway, so Scott and Tin-Tin picked him up. They touched down just as your plane came up on the radar.”

“Sounds like me and Alan have a similar approach to this threat…” Pamela chuckled without humour. “How’d you guys find out about it?”

“Thunderbird Five has been monitoring transmissions from Mars.” Jeff explained. “There hasn’t been a single threat that International Rescue hasn’t known about.”

“And you haven’t done anything?” Pam asked almost accusingly. Jeff gave her a hard look.

“Sweetie, you know as well as I do that we couldn’t. That’s Spectrum’s job. Not ours. International Rescue hasn’t gotten involved for a reason. We’re reactive; Spectrum is proactive…” Jeff explained. “Besides, you fight for your life in this conflict daily… It’s not something I want your brothers doing…”

“No need to explain, Dad. I get it.” Pam sighed, running a hand through her hair. “I don’t want them anywhere near this war. Heaven knows you guys have enough going on…”

A moment of silence passed between them before Jeff spoke again. “I already know what you’re going to say.” Pamela raised an eyebrow. “Usually, I would say no right off the bat. You know why IR is a closely guarded secret. If I am going to say yes to you letting them in on the secret, I’m gonna need a little convincing…”

Pam nodded, clearing her throat before speaking. “When Spectrum is put in charge of protecting an organisation, we have to know everything. The blueprints, the floorplans, what kind of weapons they have. We need to understand what the Mysterons might use to attack their target. Tracy Island is no different.” Jeff raised an eyebrow. “If the Mysterons know the Tracy family and International Rescue are one in the same, which they probably do; they seem to know everything about everyone, they could easily send one of their agents in to destroy the Island using a reactor on one of the ‘Birds, or worse, the Island’s main reactor.”

“If they know, couldn’t you patrol the hangars yourself?”

“Dad, there are like, three of them. And even One’s hangar is too big to patrol alone.” His daughter shook her head, grimacing. “No, I couldn’t do this by myself. I’d need people all over the place. Preferably with partners. There’s just no way our family can do this ourselves. My colleagues are here for a reason, Father.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “How can they do their jobs if they don’t know what to look out for?”

“Okay. Thanks, honey.” Jeff nodded. “But I’m still not sure. It’s such a closely guarded secret…”

“Dad. If it helps, no one understands International Rescue’s secrecy more than a Spectrum officer. Our code names are in place for a reason.” She chuckled. “Technically speaking, we’re not even supposed to reveal our real names to each other, but we do because we trust our fellow officers not to pass it on…”

Jeff paused, resting his chin on his hands. “I’ve made my decision…”

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The room was dead silent when they came back in, both stone-faced. Emotionless. Everyone gave Orchid a questioning look. 

She smiled as Jeff nodded, giving his family the all-clear to reveal it to the Spectrum officers. A sigh of relief spread across the brothers. Gordon grinned from ear to ear, smirking at Grey. “Looks like we get to tell you guys after all…”

Scarlet and Blue exchanged looks. “What is this about, Orchid?”

“What we are about to reveal goes no further than this island.” Orchid began seriously, causing her colleagues to nod with equal determination. Orchid spun round to Brains as her family joined her up front, ready to give additional information when needed. “Brains, show them what Tracy Island is really all about…”

Brains nodded, grinning as he pressed a hidden button on the wall. Several panels slid open, revealing live camera feeds of the first three Thunderbirds, as well as an IR symbol in the middle. The Spectrum officers looked on in shock, utterly speechless.

“Gentlemen…” Jeff began. “Welcome to International Rescue Headquarters.” He smirked when he saw the stunned faces in front of him.

“Wait…” Blue was pretty much the only one who wasn’t totally speechless. “What?!”

[ornateorchid]

i NEED to know what sex with poly141 is like

a/n: im getting to this after 2 months?? 3 months?? ...oops! anyways i wrote this in more of a headcanon format so if you're not a fan of it i apologize

john is in charge, just like out on the field. he likes having the authority role over you and the boys, telling them what to do and how to treat you and each other. he's gentle though and praises a lot. he knows they don't want him barking orders when everyone's trying to relieve stress.

"that's right, just like that."

"you're being so good, just for us."

"so perfect. look at how gorgeous you are."

he really loves it when the boys are rough with you. it gets him so hot and bothered just from watching them play with you. when they fuck your throat and leave you gasping for air, he's practically drooling. and when they're taking turns with you, pounding you into the mattress until you're screaming, his eyes are glued to the spot.

"you're taking it so good, doll. so tight, just for our boys."

"that's it, just like that. you're gonna make us cum."

"we're gonna fuck you until you can't walk, baby."

he can't resist fucking you when you're all fucked out and tired. his boys are always so rough with you, and he loves how blissed out you are when he slides into you. he fucks you slow and sweet, his mouth peppering kisses along your jawline and neck. you'll whine and beg him to go faster, but he doesn't let up. he'll keep at his pace and tell you that you can cum when you're ready. and you always do.

"such a good little whore, cumming on my cock."

"you look so pretty like this. all fucked out and ready to take more."

johnny is the brattiest of the four. doesn't matter if he's dominant or submissive, top or bottom, he's making some sort of snarky remark. and you love every bit of it. he's also the quickest to get his mouth on you, or anybody. he loves to challenge authority. he doesn't mind being put in his place. he'll be a brat, and then the second your hand is in his hair and he's forced to his knees, his eyes are already half-lidded and he's begging for a taste of you.

"come on, jus' give it to me already."

"i know you wan' it."

"fuck, i wan' you so bad, baby, please."

he's also the biggest tease, always running his fingers along the edge of your waistband, or up your thigh, or across your chest. he tries it with the boys to rile them up. and when they've finally had enough, johnny's grinning because he's finally got them.

"wha' are you gonna do, huh? you gonna punish me?"

"yeah, that's right. go ahead, put me in my place."

"come on, come fuck my throat."

he likes the feeling of being manhandled, pushed into a wall or onto his knees. and his favorite way to be punished is when his face is pressed into the mattress, and someone's hands are in his mohawk and holding him there, forcing him to take their dick. praise drives him crazy.

"im gonna come in that pretty mouth, and you're gonna swallow every drop since you want to be a brat."

"look at you, taking it like that. such a good slut."

"you look so good stuffed full, johnny."

kyle is the biggest romantic out of the bunch. he's always showering you with affection and compliments and little gifts. he's a sweetheart and a total sucker for love, and you know he wants to give it and receive it. he'll do everything he can to make sure you're feeling good and relaxed and safe and he knows just how to do it.

"god, you're so perfect, babe. you're gorgeous."

"don'tcha wanna feel my hands on you?

"can i touch you? can i make you feel good, sweetheart?"

he also has the most delicious moans and whines (they all do, but his are the best). he'll let the other person have the reins as his face is pressed into the sheets and his ass in the air while someone works him apart with their fingers. the other will fuck his mouth and make him drool all over the pillow. he's a sensitive lover and he'll cum with a few tugs of his dick.

"fuck, yeah, right there. 'm gonna come."

"oh god, oh fuck, just like that."

but other times he can be relentless. he'll work your hole until you're cumming over and over again, and he's still going. he's not stopping until you can't take it anymore. his thrusts will be hard and deep and fast and you'll be crying out his name. he'll slow down and pull out to hear your whimpers of despair, only to press his fingers into your gaping hole, and work you back up to the edge.

"that's it, baby. scream for me, let them know how much of a slut you are."

"look at how wet your cunt is. all for us, yeah?"

"gonna fuck you so hard, gonna fill you up. fuck."

simon is a wild card. sometimes he's gentle and tender and loving, and sometimes he's rough and degrading and controlling. it depends on his mood. like john, he loves to sit back and watch. and when the other boys are all over you, he's standing behind them, whispering into their ear. he can't help it.

"do you think she can take more? look how wet her cunt is."

"that's it. look at him go. fuck her harder."

"that's our angel, taking two cocks in her greedy holes."

but when simon's on his own with you, his hands will be all over you. he's desperate and needs to be touched. his cock is always aching, and his fingers are itching to slide into you. he's got an insatiable hunger. and once you're on his lap, riding his cock and bouncing away, he'll be grabbing at your ass and hips, pulling your body close to his, and whispering all kinds of filth into your ear.

"c'mere, baby. i wan' my mouth on ya."

"please, please, please. fuck, need it so bad."

"look at how wet y' are for me. such a good girl."

simon's a bit more possessive than the rest, possessive over you and everyone. he likes to leave hickeys all over everyone. it's a sign that says 'this is mine. don't touch.' and it makes him hot when everyone has a reminder of what happened the night before. or he'll leave bruises on their hips, just as a sign.

"you're all mine. all fucking mine."

"don't even think about moving. 'm not done with you yet."

"that's it, just like that. fuckin' beautiful."

[bumblingbabooshka]

Janeway doesn't need a therapist when she gets back to the alpha quadrant she just needs Tuvok to tell her [in detail] the psychological observations he's made about her over the past 11 years and she can go from there <- Untrue but much more likely for her to agree to

[flowery-draws]

Canon x OC //

I love old couples

[pixie-mask]

[baylardian-1]

i might flesh these out more i might not lol. some of them i felt INSPIRED on and some i didnt. :V also had names in mind for some of them and not for others lol. generally speaking the idea is that the voyager crew and the maquis are like, two groups in conflict. starfleet is a warren, and the maquis are just a bunch of deserter rogue bunnies causing problems who janeway (Haven) is set out to capture. ummmm i figureeeed MAYBE that the caretaker plot would be that a small group from each side gets captured by the "caretaker" and they get transported somewheeeere like a lab or something and then they have to work together to escape and find their home (or make a new one together *winks mysteriously*).

Janeway: Haven - Captain of her warren's Owsla, sent to capture the rogue rabbits, becomes a respected leader for the band of homeless bunnies, and eventually is regarded as their chief rabbit.

Chakotay: Hawk - A big buck that got his name from the other maquis rabbits by fighting off an elil (hawk lol). He has a sick scar from the fight on his head. Serves underneath Haven and comes to respect her and her leadership, keeps everyone in line since she's so little.

Paris: Buttercup - A free spirit, pretty carefree for a buck and it almost always gets him into trouble. Deserted from the warren, deserted from the rogues, just wants to roam and do what he wants. Considered to be rather fast and brave, if reckless; believes he can outrun anything.

Tuvok: Orchid - Orchid's secretly still a part of the warren still but infiltrating the band of rogues, part of the Owsla in their warren, serves under Haven devotedly. Doesn't say much. Haven blathers for the both of them.

Torres: 🤷 - Not a lot of ideas here sadly lol, her design's very filler I just couldn't think of anything to do. :'U Still debating on giving the girlypops hair. Just an angry doe with daddy issues, serves under Hawk, takes a while to warm up to Haven, thinks she could easily take her in a fight.

Doctor: Doc - I figure Doc and Seven would probably be like, lab rabbits that join the band at the Caretaker's establishment or whatever. So Doc comes across as very spoiled and whiney and pampered (And kinda overweight lol BUT LARGE AND NOT MALNOURISHED). Has a weird knack for cleaning wounds given his upbringing.

Seven: Seven - MAYBE a bred Blanc de Hotot. Built different. Doesn't say a lot. HUGE for a doe, similar to Doc. Has a lovehate thing with Doc, they probably were raised around each other, Seven takes to the wild a lot more naturally than he does.

Kim: 🤷 - Just a lil fella! I'm not sure if he'd have been in the Owsla or not prior to adventuring out with Haven and her group. Maybe he's training to join the Owsla. He's just happy to be here. :)

[quackkryak]

Asteret and Riptide in Captain Laserhawk lol

Asteret was working for Eden with Rayman, before Ray learnt the truth.

Riptide, however, went against Eden since the day 1. He's a refugee like Rayman and Violet, sure, but he just doesn't want to work for a big company - pretty much prefer rebelious life. He worked for Dedsec, but during episode 6, he went to find Rayman himself

[toestalucia]

this is the greatest event theyve ever written

[comicsiswild]

Suicide Squad (1987) #12

[skymaiden32]

Trade Secrets

Thundertober/Inktober 2022 Day 29: OC

Captain Orchid had always been very tight-lipped about her background. During the most recent Mysteron threat, Captain Grey might just find out why.

This is a Tracy sister story. If you don't like that sort of thing, don't read.

Continuity: TOS/OCS

Tagging: @dragonoffantasyandreality @thundergeek59 @janetm74 @katblu42 @liseylou @amistrio (Please ask if you would like to be alerted when I update or write new stories)

Prompt list

I'm not sure how long this story will be, but it's definitely too long to be a one-shot.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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Captain Grey prided himself on knowing the backgrounds of his co-workers. Colonel White had always commended him on his ability to put his fellows at ease. If anyone wanted to talk about anything, including their past, they usually went to him. And everyone did. Almost everyone. 

His field partner didn’t. The one person who he felt he should know the most about, well... He had only her codename, Captain Orchid, and her first name, Pamela. 

Any file Colonel White had given him when first being assigned to work with her had the vast majority of her personal life struck out, including her family and how she became considered for Spectrum. All it told him was that the information was better off hidden; that her family was likely high profile. Captain Blue’s file was also similarly struck off, as he came from a presumably similar background. The difference was that Blue was estranged enough from his family that he was okay to talk about it. 

The duo walked into the Room of Sleep after a particularly rough shift, and strode toward their assigned bunks heavily. Orchid took off her hat, revealing her frazzled hair. She grimaced when she saw it, before weaving it into a neat braid.

“What a day, huh Pam?…” Bradley huffed. Now they were off duty, they could call each other by their real names. 

Pamela nodded, shrugging off her vest and falling face first onto the bed. Her response was muffled, but Bradley still heard it. “I don’t think I’ve been this tired since the last national level competition I did…”

“You used to compete on a national team?” Pamela froze, realising the jig was up. She’d have to tell him about it now. 

“Yeah…” She blushed. “I’m an Olympian…” Bradley felt his jaw drop. Pamela snorted when she saw the look on his face. 

“Cool…” If at all possible, she just got redder and redder. The ex-aquanaut pressed on. “What event? Did you win?”

Pamela looked proud as she announced her achievement. “Gymnast. Multiple events won, and set the record on beam…”

“Well, colour me impressed.” Bradley thought for a moment. “You know, you remind me a lot of someone I knew in WASP. He’s the current record holder for swimming the butterfly stroke.” He smirked. “You’d like him…”

Pamela froze. “Gordon Tracy, right?” Bradley nodded. “Yeah…” His partner suddenly seemed much more downcast. “I’m sure I would…”

Bradley rose an eyebrow, and was about to ask what was up, but the lights on both their shoulder pads lit up like a Christmas tree, flashing white. The ex-aquanaut quickly reached for his cap to answer the Colonel’s summons. “Sir?” He answered, a little exasperated. He’d been so close to get Pam to open up. Based on her reaction, she clearly knew Gordon, and he was determined to know how. Even so, he let none of his annoyance slip into his tone. “Orchid and I are in the Room of Sleep; we just got off duty. Did something happen?”

“I’m sorry to keep you two from your break, and you’ll certainly be granted a few days off if you’d like when this is all over but…” The Colonel sighed. “The Mysterons have made another threat…”

Orchid was on her own headset in a shot. “Against who?”

The Colonel hesitated. “First of all, I’m sorry to be the one who has to tell you this, Captain Orchid, but…” He trailed off. Orchid frowned.

“Sir. Based on your reluctance to tell me, I can only assume that the Mysteron threat holds personal stakes to me, and I appreciate the thought. But you don’t have to protect me from this…” Based on the way her voice cracked, Grey had a feeling she knew exactly who the target was. “You can’t protect me from it… I need to know who it is so I can do my job, sir.”

Colonel White sighed. “Of course…” He took a deep breath. “The Mysterons are targeting your family, Captain Orchid. I’m so sorry…”

Orchid nodded as he said his last statement, eyes squeezed shut. Grey could’ve sworn he saw a singular tear run down her face. “I understand Colonel…” Grey moved forward to put a hand on her shoulder. She gently shrugged him off, determination set in her gaze. “I’m going to help them, sir. No matter what the rules say about Captains attending Mysteron threats they have a connection to. I’m going to protect my family, or die trying…”

There was a pregnant pause on the other end before Colonel White finally said something in response. They could hear the smile in his voice. “There’s nothing in the rule book that goes against helping those you love. Better get moving, Captains...”

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“Please don’t freak out, guys.” Orchid said sternly as they made their final approach. “When you meet my family, I mean…”

Captain Scarlet leaned forward. “They’re really that high profile?”

Orchid gave him a brief look before turning her attention. “I would’ve thought that would be obvious, seeing as the Mysterons have seen fit to target them…”

“That’s fair.” Scarlet shrugged as they touched down. “Why have they targeted them anyway?”

Orchid began to taxi into a nearby hangar. “My father’s company specialises in aerospace, and is one of the best in the business, and you know how vital that is to the global economy nowadays. The death of one of the industries CEO’s, as well as any heirs they may have, would throw the market into chaos. My brothers are among the best in their fields as well.”

Scarlet nodded, satisfied with that answer. Blue raised an eyebrow. “Wait, how many brothers do you have?”

Orchid smirked. “Five.” Blue’s eyes widened. Captain Grey also made the connection. There was no way…

Before they could say anything however, Orchid opened up the cockpit, grinning as she waved to the lone figure outside the hangar. Whoever it was waved back. “Hi, Johnny!” She jumped down from the aircraft, barely hiding her excitement. Her brother smirked, coming up to meet her in the middle.

“Hey, Pam!” He chuckled. They held each other in a tight embrace for a few moments. The rest of the Captains managed to catch up. “Safe flight?”

“In one piece, as you can see.” Orchid nodded, gesturing to herself as they broke apart. She turned around to introduce the other Captains. “These are my colleagues, Captains Scarlet and Blue, and my field partner Captain Grey. Guys, this is my twin brother, John.”

John waved at them, a little anxiously. “Heya, fellas.”

Grey raised an eyebrow. “Don’t think we haven’t noticed you haven’t given your surname…”

Orchid, or he supposed he should just call her Pamela right now, smirked. John also had a similar expression on his face. “We don’t need to, Grey. It’s written all over your faces. You already know who we are, and who our father is…”

“Tracy…” Blue made his guess. The sibling’s grins widening confirmed their suspicions. “Your father is Jeff Tracy. You belong to the most secretive family in the world.” 

Everything clicked in Grey’s brain. “That explains how you know Gordon. He’s one of your brothers…” He frowned. “But why would you keep a secret like that?”

Before Pamela could say anything, an older voice joined the conversation. “The same reason my little girl always keeps secrets…” The hangar fell into a strange sort of silence as the Tracy patriarch, one of the most powerful men in the world, stepped into it. “To protect those she loves, and to protect herself…” John stepped back to give his two family members some room. 

“Hi Dad…” She waved, a little nervous. Her father just scooped her up into a tight hug, giving her a peck on the top of her head.

“Hello Chickadee…”

Pamela groaned. “Dad…” She pouted as she pulled away from the hug. “I thought we all agreed, no more embarrassing childhood nicknames in front of friends…”

Jeff smirked. “I’m not that embarassing, am I?”

John cut in. “Nope. You’re far worse…”

“Oh, just let him have this one, Spaceman…” Two new shadows fell across the doorway. Grey’s eyes widened at the familiar voice. “It’s not everyday that Pammy comes home, is it?”

“Hi Gords.” Pamela grinned, hugging both of her newly arrived brothers individually. “Hey, Virg.”

As they finished, John cleared his throat, getting everyone’s attention. “Scott and Alan are waiting for us with Grandma, Brains and the Kyrano’s in the bunker. We should probably get going…”

“Of course.” Pamela nodded, and Grey immediately noticed the shift back into Captain Orchid. The ex-aquanaut tried to avoid making eye contact with Gordon, who had noticed him by now and raised a curious eyebrow in his direction. Everyone’s focus was drawn back to Orchid. “Let’s get to the bunker so we can talk things through a bit…”

[ornateorchid]

thinking about poly 141 taking care of you when you're on your period :(

kyle would be the one to go to the store and get pads/tampons for you and he'd be so happy to help. he'd even go the extra mile and get you your favorite ice cream, or just be there for you when you need him.

john would do all the chores for you, including making you breakfast in bed, or just bring you breakfast in general. he'd be super attentive and want you to be comfy, bringing you your favorite blankets and pillows.

johnny would pamper you the whole time, giving you massages, letting you put your feet up on his lap, getting you anything you needed the second you asked.

simon would let you use his chest as a pillow, or even his lap, and will play with your hair to help you relax. he loves to cuddle with you, and his body warmth acts as a heating pad.

[jerseyluck]

Suicide Squad (1987) #4 Readthrough

Well, after last issue’s cosmic flavored story with The New Gods, this single issue is more of classic frame-up story against a racist-Green Arrow expy.

          The issue starts with William Hell fighting crime in Central City (which because of Crisis is left without a hero) with arrows. But we quickly see the flaws in his methods, when he only captures the people of color and lets white criminals get away as long as they join his White Pride hate group. (Yup, this is a politically charged issue that is still relevant today.) We also get Hell in his secret identity as a businessman (William James Heller) who supports racist organizations.

          Waller finds out this information from one of the support staff (Black Orchid). So, she decides it is up to Suicide Squad (with guest member Chronos) to stop this man and his movement before it escalates to a race war.

          And then we get to the action of the issue which is of heist-like. The hints of Squad’s plans are already there from the 1st section of the book. We then get Captain Boomerang and Bronze Tiger committing a crime to gather the attention of William Hell. Hell is tricked into letting Boomerang join his organization.

          The action heats up when a fake William Hell (Deadshot) interprets a meeting that Hell’s civilian identity is holding. Deadshot gives a speech about how it isn’t race that separates people and how it will take the lower class to combine together to fight the upper class.

          The actual William Hell (a rich racist) can’t stand this speech and comes out and challenges Deadshot as a fake. And the way the Tells decide to tell which one was is the real is through the classic William Tell scenario. That’s right, they are going to shoot an arrow through an apple on Captain Boomerang’s head.

          Deadshot, of course, manages to shoot an arrow through the apple. However, when Hell shoots it goes over his head. Deadshot takes the momentum from this action and exposes William Hell as William James Heller. And to make things worse for Heller, a member of his hate group shoots Deadshot.

          And now for the reveal: the person who shot Deadshot was Rick Flag. The reason why Hell’s arrow missed was that they used Chronos’s device to stop time and Bronze Tiger deflected the arrow away from the apple. The team celebrates that Heller’s identity is burned as the media thinks Hell was actually Deadshot. And while they can’t arrest Heller, the man lost his influence in the media.

          This is another issue proving that Ostrander is one of the smartest writers in the business. He’s very careful with the danger that Heller can do with racist attitude. And he kinda of sees that racism won’t change but it requires community action.

And we finally get an issue focusing on Deadshot and he comes off as the coolest man in the world. The one issue one might have been how they try to tie-in Heller’s past with Deadshot’s backstory. It fine but a bit unnecessary to the story

But it isn’t just Ostrander who is making the story work. McDowell, Bob Lewis, and Carl Gafford do some amazing artwork in this issue. There is some A+ work in the way they play with the lines with William Heller.

[spotaus]

Pt 11! (This one is just Silly)

[horsesarecreatures]

The Pine Barrens

[orchidshroomgardenselfships]

I’ve been so normal about Bullfrog and Ramon. I’m so normal I’m so normal I’m so normal.

*Proship dni*

[flowery-draws]

Hearing new update of CRK The Summer Soda Rock Festival makes me want to draw this kjdsajdhgkjahskjk-

I couldn't imagine if Truffle want to go askjdnkjadsk but i can imagine Blue Orchid ask her to join the summer sakjdksjakdak- (she will go-)

Cream Carnation gonna watch concert and when hearing the rock song she's like "YEAAAAAH" sadfhkashdkahksjl-