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Amanda Waller threw her headset down, and put in her earpiece, designed for mobile travel. Directing this squad was going to be tough without a leader on the team, and unfortunately, Deathstroke wasn't stepping up with Eobard running the show. She needed someone who understood, bluntly, that A.R.G.U.S. wouldn't hesitate to put dissenters down. Reverse-Flash was obviously a good choice for the team, but Thomas Blake, she wasn't too sure about. So, Amanda decided, she had to bring in [i]Them[/i]. A team honed by years of experience on an alternate Earth, it hadn't been easy subduing them during the event the press was dubbing Forever Evil. And though she loathed to even be near [i]him[/i] in particular, he was a necessary addition to the Team. 

Walking lithely down the halls of the Supermax prison situated beneath A.R.G.U.S. headquarters, she faced a large elevator, and let it scan her retina, then her fingerprint, before sliding open. Stepping inside, she entered a 14 digit code that changed every four hours, then sliding her ID in. Once it accepted, the elevator dropped a mile beneath the earth, stopping to open to a row of cells. 

These cells did not hold a legion of supervillainous inmates, but rather a handful; only the most dangerous. She walked past an exercising Thomas Wayne Jr., past a lovesick Atomica, an anxious and equally lovesick Johnny Quick, a powered down Grid. Deathstorm, AKA, Professor Martin Stein, pored over books, while Superwoman cooed at her expectant stomach. The last cell held the man she came here to see; Clark Kent of Earth-3, also known as Ultraman. Given his Kryptonian abilities, and the fact that his powers grew by kryptonite, he was placed in a cell with red solar panels, effectively limiting his powers. He sat on a sole chair, as if he'd been expecting Amanda for quite some time, leaning over, and clasping his hands. His black hair was combed back save for a single lock laying on his forehead. His normally blue eyes grew red with heat vision in an intimidating way, but Amanda scoffed. 

"Mr.Kent." She greeted, sliding to sit in the one chair reserved for rare visits. He nodded, and the red left his eyes. "Ms.Waller. To what do I owe such a visit?" He said, his deep voice slightly modified by the speakers. Amanda raised an eyebrow and nodded towards him. "You already know, Mr.Kent. It's the same offer I made last time." 

Ultraman smiled, and even laughed. "Oh, I do. My world had a similar team; but really, as I told you last time, Amanda, not without a few of my team. Power Ring is dead; Johnny crippled for life. Atomica is separated from him, and it's killing her. Lois? She can rot here, but for me to join your Task Force X, I want Dr.Stein and Thomas as well. Grid can run information for us from here." Amanda sighed, and looked at the situation. Where the team was going, who they'd likely face....was it really worth letting half the Crime Syndicate out? 

In the end, she thought yes, it was. Nodding her assent, she turned and left, already arranging for their gear to be delivered to their cells and transport to be utilized. The team was already getting Captain Cold and The Evil version of Aquaman; this would just be helping the team.