Title: Honeythief Hell
Triggers: Evil genderbended versions of YJ team, insanity, gore, non-descriptive non-con, underage sex, lesbian, gay, and straight sex, group sex, decapitation, disembowelment, dissections, cruelty, the Joker, etc.
Rating: M for everything above
Characters: Genderbended YJ team- Rebecca 'Dixie' Grayson/Giggles, Willow 'Will' West/Inertia, Kalda'ahm/Mantalass, Rae Harper/Red Arrow, Apollo Crock/Apollo, M'rgann M'orzz/Morgan Morse/Martian Minor, Constance 'Connie' Kent-Luthor/Kryptongirl, Zachary Zatara

Injustice League- the Joker, Professor Zoom (Eobard Thawne), Black Manta, Sportsmaster (Lawrence Crock), Psimon, Alexander 'Lex' Luthor, Cheshire/Jade Crock

Pairings: There are so many. The YJ basically sleeps around with each other, although most prominent are Will/Dixie, Morgan/Connie, Kalda/Rae, Apollo/Zachary. But seriously, they all have twisted sex at least once, and Sportsmaster is an asshole.
A/N: This is something I wrote for a very old request on the yj_anon_meme, but I hope that someone sees it there anyways. It starts out kind of light, but trust me, there's a lot of heavy stuff and if you're super sensitive I do not suggest reading this fic. There will be non-con, but nothing is descriptive, and there will be sex- lesbian sex, gay sex, and hetero sex- which will be more sensual than graphic. The title comes from the song Honeythief by Halou that pretty much inspired this fic. It's a great song, I really recommend you listen to it. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Honeythief Hell

/ Rebecca Grayson – 1

For Dixie, it starts out because Batman isn't good enough. Batman can't give her what she truly needs—revenge. So when the Joker finds her, shivering and alone in this alley, still splattered with her parents' blood, he sees it as a marvelous opportunity and pounces upon it. Dixie looks up from behind black bangs and into the oil-slick eyes of Jack Napier and accepts the terms and conditions.

'I can make everything better, my sweet.'

Dixie offers him her hand, lathers her face in thick makeup and wicked scars, and adorns a newer, better personality.

'I know you can.'

The next day, Tony Zucco and the rest of his mob are discovered dead in their hideout while a new villain stalks the streets of Gotham. Giggles, the Joker's new partner. It's a little while before Harley Quinn finds her family, but Giggles is adamant when she does. She wants a mother.

Bruce Wayne, far away and locked as safely as possibly in his mansion, feels regret well up somewhere between his stomach and his shoulder blades, but cannot pinpoint the feeling. He tacks Giggle's calling card—Ace of Spades—onto the wall along with the Joker's. This is the birth of something terrible.

/ Willow West – 1

For Will, it starts because she isn't good enough. And neither are her parents. When lightning strikes, it strikes fast and hard and leaves nothing behind but a girl and a sizzling, burnt house with shriveled, disgusting corpses staining the charcoal colored carpet. She is lucky—Zoom finds her before Barry ever can, so she is safe, and warm, and protected.

'You're safe now, beautiful. No one will ever hurt you again.'

She dons the costume on the Thursday and never takes it off again, not really. Inertia runs around Central City with Professor Zoom for the first time and Will thinks that the saddest thing of this whole story is that her own uncle does not recognize her.

It hurts, but Zoom says it will go away. The feelings, he says, will fade. They always do.

'I don't want to kill him.'

She has nightmares about it more often than not—of her parents' cadavers, with their black skin and black blood (stained with ash, her mind tells her), and of the smell (soot and snot clog up her nose thepainistoomuch), but Zoom tells her all of it will fade. She buries herself in other bodies, in better bodies, and never looks back.

'You will someday.'

He says,

'You will forget.'

And she does.

/ Kalda'ahm – 1

Black Manta finds his daughter, his precious baby girl, floating around, unconscious and left for dead. He takes her in and rises her up, makes her better. More like him. He erases the silly things, of course, like disobedience and morals and she is perfect. He is so proud.

Kalda is a wonderful warrior, all elegance and grace on the field, taking down her opponents with the quick flick of a wrist. She never second-guesses him, never once dreams about a better way of living, and he loves her for it.

She is flawless and delightful, so Manta allows her one wish of going to the surface and being a warrior—a true warrior—there.

In his bedroom, beside his beautiful wife, King Orin feels guilt tingle up this spine, travel up to his neck and shock his eyes open. He breathes heavily and wonders,

'What have I done?'

But does not know why.

/ Apollo Crock – 1

Huntress flits through the streets of Star City, keeping a close eye on her younger son as he takes out the target. He is almost exactly like his father—strong, swift, dangerous—but also like his brother—seductive, snarky, delicate—and she loves him for it. Loves him far more than she could ever love Lawrence or Jade.

Of course, that doesn't stop her from ignoring the quiet whimpers at night, the telltale sound of Sportsmaster's whip swishing through the air and cracking, sharp and awful, on Apollo's broken skin.

She disregards the gentle groans as Sportsmaster slides in and out, in and out, punishing and rewarding all at once, making poor Apollo loathe himself. But, as much as it kills her, Paula simply listens, pretending it's a nightmare (or a dream, Lawrence whispers in her ear), because Jade went through the same thing and came out so strong.

She's only looking out for her little boy, after all.

Oliver Queen does not know what he has lost yet, but he will. Apollo will make sure of it.

/ M'rgann M'orzz – 1

M'rgann is on Earth now, so he adopts an Earth name—Morgan, because it sound right, because it tastes so good on his tongue—and an Earthly form—a male, because males are stronger and more useful, because he saw one on that television show that his uncle sent him, and because he could be something as a male. He follows his uncle around for a while, going unnoticed in light of other, more important events, but grows bored.

Morgan is so lonely here (like he was on Mars, though, how is this any different? Even with twelve brothers, you can be so alone…) without anyone in his mind, and it drives him madmadmad. He wants to let go. So he does.

He releases his mind with a terrible scream in the middle of a desert, and collapses because no one is answering. That is how Psimon finds him, writhing in the dust and dirt, shuddering between his awful Martian form and his chosen human one.

Psimon gently and gracefully picks up his pieces and glues them together with blood, blood and bones and bruises. Morgan feels alive once again and continues the cycle.

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But blood and bruises will awake me.

A voice whispers in J'onn's ear that something is not right, but no matter how hard he searches, he cannot find its source.

/ Rae Harper – 1

Rae Harper is a good girl. Sportsmaster finds her, 14 years old (still older than Apollo, Paula reminds herself), picking out of Oliver Queen's trash. He thinks that is so funny that he takes the tough redheaded girl home right away and tests her. Rae Harper passes all the tests, much to Apollo's dismay. Now Sportsmaster has someone else to dote upon. Jade, in all of his usual weird creepiness, asks his father if he can have Rae, and, of course, Lawrence says yes.

Jade takes her into his room that night and Paula sleeps soundly because Lawrence is in the bed next to her and Apollo is locked safely in his room.

Rae Harper becomes a permanent part of their family, donning the name Red Arrow and abandoning the one 'Speedy,' which she claims Green Arrow gave her when they last fought. Sportsmaster approves.

So does Jade.

Rae hates herself—hates her stupid adoptive father who couldn't deal with her heroin addiction, hates her fucking skills with the bow and arrow, but most of all hates her own vulnerability that somehow got her dragged into the den of the Cheshire Cat. Everything is ripped from her now, but there's a possibility she can save someone along the way.

Rae stares at the wall that separates Jade and Apollo's rooms with all the intensity she can muster, ignoring the lithe arm thrown over her side and the hot breath against her neck.

If I could be better
I would be
But I don't know any other way
And you forgot to help me