A secret government agency recruits some of the most dangerous incarcerated super-villains to form a defensive task force. Their first mission: save the world from the apocalypse.
— Where've you been, homie?
— This ain't my fight!
— You know what? You don't stand for shit. You ain't about shit!
— Don't touch me, man!
— Don't touch you? What you gonna do? I'm touching you! I'm touching you! Do something.
— Don't touch me! You wanna see something?
— Yeah, I wanna see...
— You wanna see something?
— Yes, I wanna see something!
— Mind games.
— What's that?
— All this bomb in the neck crap. That ain't real, mate see, they're trying to trap us with our own minds, right? But you look around, we're free, brah.
— How do you know this?
— Just trust me. I know, all right? It's a con. Now I'm going, because I got a life to live. Question is, are you coming?... Yeah. Smart.
Archaeologist Dr. June Moone... Wondered into the wrong cave. She opened something she shouldn't have... releasing a Metahuman more powerful than any we've encountered. The enchantress.
— So now we have the man who never misses.
— Where'd you put him?
— Let's just say. I put him in a hole and threw away the hole.
— Goodnight.
— You look tired. You should stop working nights.
— You should shut it down, or my friends and I will do it for you.
— You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson?
— Yeah.
— He's like the gold standard, okay? Triangle, bitch.
