But Waller held a significant position among them because she controlled the only entirely Black-led gang in New York City.
Unlike other less intelligent Black people, Waller was not only highly intelligent but also actively colluded with official authorities.
While Black people may have lower intelligence (primarily due to lower education levels) and generally lack cohesion, their greatest advantage is their large numbers and high birth rate.
In the U.S., a large population is also a resource; it means more votes.
So Waller was very well-connected among politicians, especially those White leftists, who treated her as an honored guest—at least on the surface.
Because of this, she was able to secure her own place in this White-dominated area.
Waller's high intelligence and superb social skills allowed her to unite the Black people here, binding them together.
The White gangs were willing to accept her because she had effectively become the godmother of the local Black community; she possessed that kind of power.
Moreover, while Waller's abilities were strong, such a capable Black person had only appeared once in so many years, and she was also a woman.
The White gang bosses felt she would be easier to control, which is why they brought her into their club.
At this moment, Waller's suggestion, while scratching the itch of the White leaders, didn't offer a concrete solution to the problem.
But then she smiled slightly and said, "I remember one of those two metahumans is Black. I think, perhaps, I can try to communicate with her."
"They don't look like they tolerate evil, Waller. Don't be too overconfident in your abilities," someone kindly reminded her.
"I will remember your advice."
After saying this, Waller exited the meeting.
As soon as she turned, her expression changed. All the previous composure and calmness vanished, leaving only a blank face, with only a fleeting cold glint visible in her eyes.
Waller's efficiency was very high. That same evening, Vixen and Kida Miyo followed a lead to a warehouse, but they found no contraband and no one left guarding the place.
Vixen's first reaction at the time was that they had been tricked, but then she realized something was off, because the tantu totem that granted her animal abilities didn't sense any danger.
So Vixen boldly chose to go in alone, telling Kida Miyo to be ready to back her up outside.
For metahumans like them, who could fly, the tactical options were far more numerous than for ordinary people, making it entirely possible to take a risk.
But when Vixen entered the warehouse, she realized she was still wrong; this was no trap at all. No trap was set up like this.
In the middle of the empty warehouse was a short-haired Black woman. She was Amanda Waller, and also the person Vixen hated most in her life.
Vixen hadn't expected to still be involved with this person, even after coming to this World.
Waller had specifically arranged for people to place a table and three chairs here, seemingly prepared for her, Vixen, and Kida Miyo.
"Is your companion not coming in?"
Waller placed her hands on the table, indicating she was not concealing any weapons.
In fact, she didn't need to, because Vixen could smell, see, and sense from her sixth sense that the other party was harmless.
But Vixen still felt uneasy. She sat directly in front of Waller, completely ignoring the other person's question.
"I didn't expect it to be you, Amanda Waller. Is today's situation something you specifically arranged?"
Waller was somewhat surprised to hear her call out her name, but she didn't dwell on it, as she had a certain reputation in this area, and anyone could find out with a little asking.
As the godmother of the Black gang, not a few Black people had received her favor.
Her current position was not only due to fawning over White people; properly looking after Black people was also one of the reasons.
"The things you and your companion have been doing here recently have caused quite a stir."
Vixen paused, then suddenly realized that this Waller was not the one from her World.
So she abruptly asked, "Waller, who are you working for now?"
Although Waller's face was expressionless, her heart skipped a beat. She didn't know why the other person was asking that.
She feigned composure and said, "You know my name, but you don't know I'm the leader of the local Black gang?"
But Waller didn't know that her heartbeat was very clear in Vixen's ears. When Vixen asked who she worked for, her heart rate clearly showed an abnormal fluctuation.
So Vixen became even more certain that even this Waller, her identity was definitely not simple.
"Just tell me why you sought me out today, Waller. No need to beat around the bush."
Waller quickly began to adjust her mindset. Before meeting Vixen, she had thought the other party was just a naive idealist, a rookie who believed in heroism, and she had intended to use a grand cause to manipulate her into becoming her pawn.
But from their brief interaction, the other party seemed very familiar with her, which made Waller feel very uneasy, because the other party knew her, but she actually knew nothing about the other party.
However, she was unwilling to give up her plan, so she continued to execute it as intended, but changed her tone.
"How should I address you, ma'am?"
Vixen found it quite novel. She had never heard Waller speak so politely back when Waller had leverage over her.
"You can call me Vixen. My other friend, you can call her Dr. Light."
Waller nodded, "Vixen, may I ask what your purpose for operating in New York recently is? Money? Or something else?"
"Nothing at all," Vixen said.
"What?" Waller didn't immediately understand.
Vixen just looked into her eyes and said, "We're not doing it for anything. At first, we just wanted to teach a few audacious hoodlums a lesson.
But after we went looking for trouble, we found that there were more and more, and bigger and bigger, forces behind them, so we simply decided to take them all down."
"If you insist on asking what we're doing it for, you can consider us meddling, or doing it for interest, or something else."
After listening carefully to Vixen's words, Waller suddenly said, "Or perhaps… for fairness… and justice?"
Vixen suddenly fell silent. She straightened up and stared intently at Waller with burning eyes.
"It's truly surprising to hear such words come from your mouth."
Waller, however, smiled easily and said, "Surprised? Did you think I was just a gang leader?
Vixen, I am a woman, and a Black woman at that. As a fellow Black woman, you should know how hard-won everything I have now is."
Waller's calm words left Vixen speechless. She had already seen how deeply malicious this country was towards people like them.
The problem of racial discrimination is deeply rooted in the U.S. and shows no signs of improvement to this day. But even Vixen had to admit that due to lower education levels and poorer living conditions, the quality of most Black people is indeed not high, and they are indeed very dangerous.
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