Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

"Thanks for getting breakfast for us, Marcus." Kara said as she munched on her breakfast sandwich.

"Oh my gosh, Earth food is so good! So much better than the food on Mars! Barely any of the land is even farmable so all the food there is synthetic." Megan said as she took a big bite.

Marcus separated from Annie after their morning jog, and returned back to the apartment complex with food for Kara and Megan. Annie was right, the breakfast sandwiches were pretty good.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Kara asked Marcus. "You said it was important."

Marcus sighed. "Yeah, you're not going to believe this…" Marcus started explaining what he'd learned Homelander thought about Kara. After hearing his explanation, Kara was gaping.

Kara turned to Marcus with a pleading look. "Tell me that you were not serious!?"

Marcus shook his head. "Sorry…but I'm not joking."

"Ugh…" Kara slumped down in depression. "Of course it had to be me!" She lamented.

Megan took the final bite of her sandwich before tossing the wrapper back in the bag. Her face became serious all of a sudden. "…This is not good…"

"What do you mean?" Marcus asked.

"I didn't want to tell you two yesterday since I didn't know how good at acting either of you were." Megan said.

"Acting?" Kara asked. "I've never tried it."

"I haven't either." Marcus added.

Megan thought that would be the case. She was glad she chose to not say anything then. "For some reason, I can't read the minds of any of the Supes we've met so far. But I could read Madelyn Stillwell's mind. It's not good…our situation that is."

Marcus and Kara frowned. "What's the problem?" Kara asked.

"Homelander…well he's a psychopath. He's basically an evil Superman…" Megan trailed off.

"What!?" Kara exclaimed. "He's evil? But he seemed so nice to me yesterday!" Kara was confused about how that could be possible. Homelander had even offered to help Kara train with her powers that she was struggling to control yesterday.

"Obviously, he would be nice to you." Megan said to her. "He thinks you're his daughter. If he finds out that you're not…we're probably all dead."

"DEAD!?" Kara exclaimed before her face turned hard and she scoffed. "Hmph! I'd like to see him try and take me on! There's no way I'd lose to some alternate world corporate knock off of my cousin!"

Marcus would have liked that to be the case, but he'd rather not take chances. "Is Homelander that strong?" Marcus asked Megan.

Megan shrugged. "No one knows how strong he actually is, because no one has ever pushed him to the breaking point before. He's never been challenged. What I do know is that he's at least twice as strong as Kara is." Megan said.

"Bullshit." Kara replied with a scowl and crossed her arms.

"I'd like to not take any chances, anyway. I can feel my power to traverse worlds slowly returning. I feel like in another week, two max, we'll be able to go back."

"So I should just pretend to be that guy's daughter in the meantime?" Kara asked him. She didn't exactly want to do that and felt like it couldn't blow up in her face since her acting wasn't that great.

"That's up to you," Marcus replied to her. "I'm not going to tell you what you should or shouldn't do here. You are your own person and whatever decision you make, I'll support you. That goes for you as well Megan." Marcus said sincerely to the two girls.

Kara and Megan both had a blush on their cheeks at hearing that.

They kept chatting for a couple more minutes when Kara suddenly stiffened. "I just heard something land on the roof!" She said in a hushed whisper." She recognized the sound. It was very similar to whenever her cousin landed when he touched down.

"Homelander is on the roof!" Megan said, also in a hushed whisper. "He has super hearing so talk quietly!" Megan couldn't read the minds of Supes, but she could still sense when they were nearby. They were like moving walls to her psychic detention.

"He's probably here to talk to Kara. Everyone just act calm and everything will be fine." Marcus said quietly. "Let's just have a normal conversation." Marcus then started a conversation about what he wanted his eventual hero costume to look like and the two girls joined in.

"..."

"Pfft! An open trench coat…You can't go around dressed like some anime reject Marcus!" Megan said with a genuine laugh.

Kara wasn't yet hip enough on Earth fashion to know what he had described. She just hoped that he didn't end up dressed like her cousin was. No matter what Kal said to her, she would never take after him and wear her underwear on the outside!

Marcus shrugged. The costume he described to them had pretty much been ripped off from some anime poster Marcus had seen online a month ago. He didn't actually have any thought out designs about his own costume yet. He certainly wasn't going to be earring one of the church black bodysuits. They looked pretty hot on the female exorcists…but not on the men.

There was a knock at the door that stopped their conversation.

"It's open!" Megan called out. All three of them already knew who was at the door. It swung open, and Homelander dressed in his hero costume entered Kara's apartment.

Marcus did his best to keep a calm demeanor. This guy might be the evil superman, but neither him or the two girls had done anything to upset him yet. Marcus figured there wasn't a reason to act any different than he had yesterday with the man. "Homelander, Come on in. Do you want a breakfast sandwich? We've got extra."

Once again, Homelander was taken aback by the casual way he was being addressed. "Hm? Don't mind if I do." Homelander grabbed a sandwich out of the bag on a nearby table. "Oh, it's from Tiffany's? That place is great. How'd you know about it?" He asked as he took a bite.

"I met up with Annie-er-Starlight earlier this morning. She told me about it." Marcus replied.

Kara and Megan both suddenly had jealous looks on their faces. "You went out with Starlight?" Kara asked Marcus. "Didn't that guy from yesterday call her a dumb bimbo who only joined the Seven because of her looks!?"

Homelander was in the middle of another bite when he started choking in laughter. That's exactly what he and Madelyn thought of Starlight as well!

"She's not that bad," Marcus said. "All we did was go for a morning jog together."

Kara crossed her arms and pouted. "Whatever. You could have invited me if you wanted to go for a morning jog."

"I would have gone too!" Megan said.

Marcus realized he probably shouldn't have gone jogging with another girl when he currently had two interests in him. Not to mention, there was also Artemis back in Gotham. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to get a feel for what she was like as a hero. We didn't really talk about anything interesting. We just went jogging, we met some sad guy crying on a bench, he punched me in the face–"

"Wait what!?" Kara exclaimed. "Some guy punched you in the face! Why?"

"Are you ok?" Megan asked in concern.

"I'm fine." Marcus said. "I think he broke his hand. I am bulletproof after all."

"Did he know who you were?" Homelander asked with some intrigue. "I'm surprised that some normal nobody worked up enough courage to assault a Supe."

Marcus thought back to what happened. "Yeah, I think he recognized me from the fire last night. He knew who Starlight and I were. He also seemed to really hate A-Train for some reason."

"A-Train?" Homelander questioned. "That's weird." He shrugged. He would get Vought's crime analytics team on this later. He might have secretly hated Marcus's guts, but the last thing he wanted was the normal people thinking they could get away with rising up against the Gods of this world.

"There was a fire last night?" Kara asked. She was feeling very out of the loop.

Homelander grinned. He placed his hand on MArcus's shoulder. "You didn't hear? You're little boyfriend here made history last night when he fought the world's first Superviallin. It's all the news has been talking about for the past 12 hours."

"B–boyfriend!?" Kara completely ignored the rest of what Homelander said after he mentioned that word. "W–were not there yet! We have to at least go on a date first!" She exclaimed.

"That's a relief…" Homelander mumbled quietly to himself before turning back to the three of them. "Anyway, I came here to see if you wanted to patrol together Kara? I could show you the ropes and everything." Homelander asked her.

If he asked her yesterday, Kara would have jumped on the opportunity to learn more about her power. With the new information about Homelander though, she felt hesitant to accept. She knew that she would have to go with him though for all of their sakes. She would just have to put up with the man until Marcus was able to take them all home. She also supposed that even if he was basically an evil version of her cousin, the man probably did know how to use his powers really well. She figured that it wouldn't hurt to learn from him.

Kara left with Homelander a few minutes later. Marcus watched them go and hoped that everything would be alright. He turned back to Megan who was pouting at him.

"I would like to go out on a date, too!" Megan declared. Her new pale skin was flushed bright red. She wasn't planning on losing to the kryptonian girl!

"I'd love to go on a date with you, Megan." Marcus said and she smiled at him happily. "Before that though, I was wondering if you wanted to help me investigate Vought. I know for a fact that God isn't creating Supes. I want to find out where they come from.

"Do you think they have some sort of secret formula hidden away that creates Supes?" Megan asked.

Marcus pondered that for a moment. "That seems incredibly stereotypical, but that's probably right. I wouldn't mind getting my hands on that formula myself. It could be what I need to make myself stronger." He said.

"Only if it's safe. Megan said, concerned for Marcus. "Let's go to Vought. I can try digging around in some of the regular people's minds. Someone has to know something."

Marcus smiled at her. "Thanks, you're really amazing Megan. If you weren't here, I wouldn't know where to begin."

Megan was momentarily taken aback. No one had ever called her amazing before. She was once again incredibly glad that she was brave enough to sneak aboard her uncle's ship and come to Earth.

Marcus and Megan left the apartment building and made their way towards Vought headquarters. When they entered the building they noticed it was a lot more crowded than it was yesterday. It wasn't just filled with the company's personnel, there were tons of journalists and reporters all over the place as well.

"I wonder what they're all here for?" Megan asked.

Marcus had a hunch that he knew the reason. Homelander had casually mentioned how he had been all over the news for 12 hours straight after all. There must have been people from 10 different news channels flooding the main lobby.

Marcus reached down and grabbed Megan's hand in his own. "Let's quietly make our way to the elevator so they don't notice us." The two of them slowly made their way through the crowds towards the elevators. Marcus was doing his best to keep his head down so no one would recognize him. Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be. Because his head was down, he ended up bumping into someone. "I'm sorry about that," Marcus said as he looked up and locked eyes with the exact same reporter he had talked to yesterday.

"Nephilim," She said his hero name loudly. "There you are! we didn't get to finish our interview yesterday!" Her loud voice attracted the attention of all the other reporters in the room.

Marcus facepalmed when the entire room temporarily went quiet and everyone was staring at him and Megan.

"THERE HE IS!"

"NEPHILIM!"

"Please, can we get a quick interview for Channel 4! the people need to hear your side of the story!"

Dozens of journalists started rushing towards Marcus all at the same time. It was almost like a stampede!

Before the crowds could completely surround them, the two of them made a break for it towards the elevator. Luckily for them someone was coming down right as they made it to the elevator doors. The doors opened and a man wearing an ocean themed green hero costume was about to step out. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the commotion in the lobby along with Marcus and Megan barreling towards him.

"What the fuck!?" The Deep exclaimed at the pandemonium going on in front of him. He jumped back in the elevator and started mashing buttons to get out of there. Marcus and Megan hopped inside right before the doors closed and the elevator started going up. "What the hell was all that about? And who are you two?"

"That was some good timing." Marcus said. His hands were on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm Marcus and this is Megan. We both just recently signed with Vought."

Megan gulped in some air. "That was absolutely crazy! all you did was fight one super villain and those people out there are acting like it's the biggest news story ever!" She said to marcus

"What!?" the Deep said in shock. "You fought a super villain? Like an actual real super villain? Those are a thing now?"

"You didn't catch the news last night?" Megan inquired of the man. "That's okay; I missed it as well. Some crazy guy with pyrokinesis was burning down multiple buildings, and Marcus stopped him."

The Deep gulped in fear. He was just the Fish Guy, supposed to be a diversity hire. His contract didn't mention anything about fighting real supervillains with actual superpowers. Outside the water, he felt completely useless! He hoped no crazy supers would try to attack him next!

The elevator stopped on a floor about 3/4 of the way up the building. When the doors opened, a female secretary awaited them with a small smile. "Marcus and Megan, I presume. Mr. Edgar would like to speak to the two of you," she said to them. She then turned to the Deep. "He also said that you can use the executive elevator to leave out the back of the building since the front is swarming with the press right now."

"The executive elevator," The Deep said with some awe in his voice. He patted Marcus on the shoulder. "Good luck, man. Mr. Edgar can come off as intimidating, but he's known to be fair, at least." The Deep said, knowing that the man had eyes and ears everywhere in this building. In reality, Stan Edgar scared the absolute shit out of the deep and he dreaded having to meet the man in person.

Marcus followed the secretary towards Stan Edgars office. "So Mr Edgar is the CEO of Vought, right?" He asked her.

"That's correct." She said but didn't turn around. "He prefers straight answers and doesn't tolerate nonsense."

Marcus and Megan shared a look. He shrugged. They were both about to start spewing out a whole lot of nonsense if he wanted to know about them. What were they supposed to tell him? That they were dimensional hopping aliens here to investigate his company?

The secretary held the door open for the two of them and they stepped inside. An older man with dark skin was sitting behind an ornate wooden desk. "Welcome Marcus Light and Megan Morris. Come and take a seat." He said while gesturing to the empty couch across from his desk. "We have a couple things to talk about. I would have preferred Kara to be here as well, but I understand that Homelander was excited to meet her."

The way Stan Edgar spoke was very to the point and almost monotone. Marcus was having a hard time discerning the man's emotions. He could only hope that Megan was having an easier time rooting around in his memories for Vought's secrets.

Stan Edgar wasn't alone in the room, however. There was a woman wearing a superhero costume in the room with him. She had black hair down to her shoulders, but one side of her hair was shorter than the other. Her costume was very form fitting and mostly black. Even her cape was black. Her eyes seemed to light up when she looked at Marcus and Megan. "Hello! It's great to meet the both of you. I'm Stormfront!"

…

–With Kara–

Kara wasn't exactly sure what she was going to expect out of this day, but so far it had actually not been bad. All things considered, Homelander was actually a pretty good teacher when it came to helping her learn to use her powers. The two of them had flown to the outskirts of the city and were practicing in an abandoned junkyard.

"And that's how you control your laser eyes." Homelander explained to her. "Remember, the more you hate what you're staring at, the more powerful the lasers will be."

Kara did as he suggested and stared at a broken refrigerator. She remembered Krypton, she remembered the foolish council who didn't listen to her uncle and led the planet to ruin! Two massive beams, more powerful than she'd ever unleashed before, blasted forward and vaporized the fridge and everything behind it all the way to the edge of the scrapyard. The amount of power she just unleashed actually winded her and she was left panting afterwards.

Homelander let out an appreciative whistle. "Seems you got a bit of pent up anger there. Any of it have to do with that pretty boy?" He asked, hoping the answer was yes.

To his disappointment, Kara shook her head. "Marcus? No, he's been great. He's one of the few guys I've met who actually listens to what I say." She said.

"That's not true!?" Homelander declared. "I'm here now, do you want to talk about anything? Have you heard…about the rumors going around Vought?" He asked her.

"About me being your supposed long lost daughter?" Kara asked and he smiled.

Homelander laughed. "Ha! There's nothing supposed about it. We have the same hair color, the same eye color, and the exact same powers. Plus…your old man–er–I got around quite a bit in my younger days." Homelander explained. As the leader of The Seven, women frequently threw themselves at him and now he kind of regrets not keeping track of them all. For all he knows, Kara might not be his only kid! Homelander already had some people in crime analytics start tracking down all the women that he could remember. One woman had mysteriously disappeared a few months after Homelander 'gave her the honor of sleeping with him.' She was his current best lead and he would find her.

Kara just gave him a deadpan expression. For a supposed evil megalomaniac, Kara was starting to see that this man was also kind of stupid…

"What say you and I go and look for some criminals to catch?" Homelander suggested.

"Are you sure?" Kara asked. I'm not sure I can 100% control my strength yet." She said.

Homelander shrugged. He didn't care about that. "Eh, if you accidently cripple or kill someone, Vought will just cover it up. It's not a big deal, I do it all the time." He waved his hand flippantly. "Yesterday there were these two purse snatchers I caught. You should have seen it, I decapitated one of them and then threw his head at the other guy so hard he popped like a balloon! It was hilarious!" He said with a happy smile.

Kara clenched her fist and did her best not to change her expression to a grimace. "Let's go patrolling then." Kara said. She was hoping they didn't run into any criminals because she was sure the man next to her wouldn't hesitate to kill them.

…

–Earth Prime–

Gabriel had decided to pay a visit to Marcus's father to see how he would be dealing with the Winston's. When she entered the lobby of Lexcorp and told everyone that she was here to see Lex because she was the mother of his child, they all laughed at her. She pouted when no one believed her. Apparently, a bunch of bad women came and did that multiple times a week to try and get his money.

Gabriel told all of the people in the lobby that "she was going up to the top floor to see Lex anyway." She didn't care whether they believed her or not. They didn't like that. A bunch of large security men came and tried to stop her. Gabriel knew that they were just doing their jobs so she only beat them up a little bit before hopping in the express elevator.

"Hi there!" Gabriel called out to his secretary enthusiastically once she reached the top floor. "You must be the woman currently sleeping with Lex! It's nice to meet you!"

The secretary blanched and started muttering to herself about "not another crazy woman" or something along those lines. While she was distracted lamenting to herself, Gabriel simply kept on walking forward and strode into Lex's office. It was locked, but with her strength she was easily able to force it open with a casual push.

CRASH!

The door in front of her fell to the ground in splinters. Gabriel shrugged and simply stepped over it. She could see Lex sitting behind his desk staring at her nervously. He looked a bit older than when she remembered. He was also bald now…Gabriel was glad that her son took after her more because he would not look good bald.

"Hi there Lexy! I haven't seen you in a while! Not since we had sex!" Gabriel said to the father of her precious son.

Lex Luthor had a stupefied expression on his face as he heard her say that. He took a deep breath and rubbed his face. "...Gabriel, I presume. Here to see me in person after you sent the crazy girl."

"Hey, Xenovia is a nice girl! She loves our son a WHOLE lot and will probably be one of our daughter-in-laws in the future! You should be nice to her." Gabriel said with a smile.

Lex blanched when he heard that. "Speaking of our son, who I see is not with you, where is he?"

Gabriel shrugged. "I don't know. He went off on a small training mission and will be back in a week or two. I thought it was a good time since all the criminals in Gotham were probably after his head." In truth, she actually did know where he was but she couldn't risk traveling universes so freely like he could. If she did, she might end up drawing THEIR attention to herself. It was too big of a risk to take unless her son was in imminent danger.

Lex grimaced. "Yes, the Winston family!" He spat their name. "A bunch of upstarts that can only make money through illegal means dare to challenge a Luthor!? That will not stand. Needless to say, plans are currently in the works to utterly ruin their name. They should unfold in less than a week."

Gabriel was intrigued. "And what are those plans?"

Lex didn't answer. "That's not how this works. You came to me for help after all after keeping MY SON hidden for almost 18 years! If you were any other woman and an…" Lex grimaced.

Gabriel smirked. "Archangel?" As she finished for him, 12 white wings popped out behind her. An aura of power manifested around her and the entire building started to shake.

His secretary, Mercy, burst into the room brandishing a gun. She pointed it towards Gabriel in fright. Before she could pull the trigger, the gun in her hand disintegrated into motes of golden light.

"What the hell!?" She exclaimed in shock.

"It's not nice to point those at people you know." Gabreile said and her wings vanished again. The building stopped shaking.

Lex gulped. He knew that he was an ordinary human, but he was one that had spent great amounts of time around powered beings. In that time, he had developed a sort of sixth sense to determine how dangerous someone was. This woman–this being–was one of the most dangerous he'd ever come across. Despite all that, he held his ground and stared at her.

Gabriel smiled at him. She liked that kind of courage in someone. Even when standing before herself, someone who had purged millions upon millions of devils in the Great War, he held his ground. "Ok, we can bargain. What do you want?" She asked him.

Lex smirked. "Now that's more like it…."

…

–Back at Vought–

"Hello! It's great to meet the both of you. I'm Stormfront!" The woman next to Stan Edgar introduced herself. The way she introduced herself was incredibly sincere.

Marcus noticed that she was looking at him…almost with some kind of reverence. He wondered why that was? "It's nice to meet you as well Stormfront." He replied. "I'm Marcus and this is Megan."

Stormfront looked from him to Megan. "My gosh, you're so pale, is that your natural skin color?" Stormfront asked her.

"Um…yes? I can technically change my color to anything I want, but this is my natural skin color." Megan said. She demonstrated that by flipping between multiple colors rapidly. Megan was still getting used to being in her natural form. Well, technically it wasn't her natural form, but it was the one that she had preferred. Martians were shapeshifters. She learned from her uncle John that if she stayed in one form primarily long enough, it would eventually become her natural form. Megan always preferred the way humans looked and wanted to see herself as one of them. The only thing this did not apply to was her color. That was why the white and green martians had been fighting for hundreds of years. One could never fully make themselves look like the other.

Stormfront nodded and smiled kindly at Megan. "Your natural color is the best. You should stay in that one… unless you have to go undercover or something of course. White is best though."

Marcus thought he saw a flicker of emotion pass across Stan Edgar's face momentarily when Stormfront spoke, but it was gone an instant later. Megan let out a subtle gasp next to him which probably meant that she just learned something vital. He'd have to ask her when they were alone.

"So you wanted to meet with us Mr Edgar?" Marcus asked the man.

"That's right." Stan Edgar stood up from behind his desk. He walked over to his liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass. "I'd offer you a drink, but you're only 18, at least you told us you were. In truth, we couldn't find anything about you. Not you, not Megan or Kara. The three of you simply do not exist."

"Well, that's because we're all from Italy." Marcus said. "There wouldn't be any records of us in the US." He was technically from Italy, at least. Just not this world's Italy. He knew enough about the culture there to easily make that his backstory. Megan and Kara were also able to learn the language to help with their cover story. Kryptonians could learn most languages almost instantly just from hearing a few sentences and Megan just read someone's mind who spoke the language and learned it from them.

Stan Edgar pursed his lips before he took a sip. "Yes…Italy." He didn't believe the three's story for a second, but there was no evidence to disprove their claims either. "Either way, we're getting off topic. I apologize. The reason I wanted to speak with you has to do with Stormfront here."

Stormfront put her hands on her hips and smiled at Megan and Marcus. "Welcome to the team!" She said happily.

"The team?" Marcus asked.

Stormfront nodded. "Yes! With myself as the senior hero and you, Megan, and Kara on the team we will be hunting down the Supervillain that attacked you last night."

Marcus and Megan glanced at each other unassured. "Didn't we just join? You want us on such an important team?" Megan asked.

Stan Edgar placed his empty glass down. "Unfortunately, the public has all but demanded it. They are running scared of this villain and we need to be seen doing something. Stormfront is a popular upcoming hero. She was almost made a member of the Seven herself and was only barely beaten out by Starlight this time." He said. He had of course rigged that to happen. He didn't want–her kind–anywhere near Vought or the Seven. Not while he was the CEO. Unfortunately, she was actually a competent Supe and that was what he needed at the moment. He decided to call her in because of the mess that had been dumped on his lap.

…

–The Boys–

"Butcher are you sure this will work?" Mother's Milk asked the de-facto leader of their group. They were staring at a world famous Supe who was currently tied to a post. Underneath him, were planks of wood soaked in gasoline.

"You don't have to do this, guys! I'll tell you everything you want to know!" The Supe they had captured begged for his life.

"Hahahaha! It's a brilliant idea isn't it!? His skin is impenetrable! Nothing we shoot him with can even hurt him. But i was watching TV last night, when I saw Lamplighter, of all fucks, come on and get his arse handed to him by some pretty boy. That got me thinking. So what if this asshole's skin is bulletproof? He still has to breathe doesn't he? His organs still function at a normal temperature don't they? Then let's roast those organs!" Butcher declared with a malicious grin!

"Magnifique! Tis a brilliant idea, Butcher!" Frenchy exclaimed as he finished dumping the last can of gasoline around. Frenchy had been thinking about shoving a bomb up this guy's ass, but he found this method of execution much more cathartic.

Butcher laughed. "It is, isn't it!? And the best part, we can blame this on the Pyro Fucker that the whole country is quaking in their boots over. The assholes at Vought will be quaking in their boots when an actual member of the Seven ends up getting burned alive." Butcher took a lighter out of his pocket and handed it to the newest member of their little group. "Hughie, would you like to do the honors? I hear that ol' Translucent here is good friends with A-Train. A-Train ruined your life, how bout you start ruining his?"

Hughie took the lighter into his hand and flicked it on. He stared at the small flame intensely. His decision wavered momentarily until he steeled himself. The Supes didn't care about people like him. Those two supes he met earlier were just faking their kindness! Hughie figured they probably had some cameras hidden nearby and were going to use the death of his girlfriend, and his pain, to boost their own ratings!

"Please, man…Don't do this. Don't kill me! I'm a hero! Kids love me!" Translucent begged. He tried with all his strength to break free from the post they tied him to, but it was just too tight. The ropes were woven with some special steel fibers!

"I thought all Supes were heroes," Hughie said quietly. "I thought wrong…" He threw the lighter forward and the gasoline soaked wood immediately burst into flames. Translucent started screaming in agony as he was roasted alive.

Butcher proudly pat Hughie on the shoulder. "Good lad. One down, a bunch more of these fucks to go!"

…Translucents body would end up being discovered by police the next morning. There was a message, from the Pyromaniac Supervillain, nearby claiming responsibility and that he was just getting started on his crusade.

He would be hunting down all Supes.

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