The Capture

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎Vought Tower, New York▪︎]

[▪︎General Pov▪︎]

"I'm pleased to inform you that I've located the Mayor's Gulfstream, about two miles down in Hudson Canyon. Unfortunately, there are no survivors and I'm yet to locate the flight recording. According to our experts on the scene, the plane was struck by lightning and this destroyed the plane from the middle-u--"

Madelyn switched of the television on the wall in front of her that was broadcasting the news of the Mayor's plane crash.

She just finished milking her self so her shirt was open, revealing her black bra as she sat behind her desk with a milk bottle in front of her.

"Oooh, still going strong huh?"

Homelander said as he entered the office smiling with his face turned aside since Madelyn was buttoning her open shirt.

"Yeah, I've been pumping for a while and I've finally gotten an once of milk."

Madelyn replied with a smile as she showed him the milk bottle that was filled with a little milk and got up to put the bottle on the cabinet near her desk.

"Go easy on yourself, it's rare that a woman your age is still active in this kind of business."

Homelander said in a comforting tone with a smile.

"Awwn that's so sweet of you."

"No problem, have you seen Translucent yet?"

He asked as he walked around the sofas and glass table in the middle of the office.

"You've heard about that?"

"Mhmm, you know I could just search for him right? Personally."

"That's not necessary."

"Right."

The conversation ended, drenching the room in silence.

Madelyn who was packing some documents had something to ask, so she broke the silence.

"Have you heard of the Mayor Of Baltimore?"

"..... Yeah, heard his plane went down. Lightning huh? that is really surprising."

Homelander replied, looking at her and turned to face the floor to ceiling windows.

"You know the interesting part? Just Tuesday we had a meeting."

Madelyn said as she came closer to Homelander.

"Wow, I guess you have to hug your kids cause you never what might happen."

Homelander said with a seemingly normal smile.

"Hmmm, I asked some experts and they said based on the damage on the plane, they don't think it's natural lightning because the last plane crash caused by lightning strikes was in nineteen sixty seven and even with that, the plane wasn't really damaged, it just destroyed the engine and controls."

Madelyn explained with a calm smile, standing a few meters away from him.

"Say what you mean to say."

Homelander said in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Listen, I know you didn't do it but I have a feeling you know who did so please tell me."

Madelyn gently requested as she caressed his cheeks lovingly, Homelander closed his eyes and enjoyed the caress behaving like a child.

".... It was Virgil."

Homelader revealed as he left the surprised Madelyn and sat down on the sofa.

"Are you sure? I don't recall him having that kind of Superpower."

Madelyn asked with visible confusion.

"I saw it Madelyn, I was there when he did it."

Homelander said in a tone that also showed his surprise. The scene couldn't leave his head, the way Virgil destroyed the plane with lightning as if he was a thunder deity with that weird smile of his was still playing in his head.

"... That means he heard our conversation, I'm not surprised since well you know but the control he has over his ability is very frightening."

Madelyn said as she sat down beside Homelander with a thoughtful look.

"Now that you know who did it, let's talk about how the Mayor knows about Compound V."

He said, turning to face Madelyn.

"Forget about it, we don't need to talk about it."

"You don't need to keep secrets from me Madelyn, you know I love Vought just as much as you do and I could do so much more."

"You've already done more than enough for this company, you've grossed tens of billions for us each year and that's an achievement. Right now, all I need you to do is to charm the hell out of those congressmen."

"Yeah yeah, that's all you guys want. You want me to be the pretty boy, say my lines, give fake smiles and blah blah blah when I could be doing soo much more."

Homelander said in an almost pitiful tone with his head bowed down, making the room silent.

"Hey.... just let me protect you."

She said with a smile as she came close to him with their bodies touching.

"You protect me?"

Homelander scoffed.

".....You are a god. Gods are pure, perfect and above it all and they need to stay that way."

She said lovingly as she caressed his handsome face with a smile.

Homelander relaxed and enjoyed the caress with a smile blossoming on his face as he noticed something.

"You're leaking."

Homelander informed her with a smile as he looked at her breasts using his enhanced vision.

"Thank You."

She said with a smile, still caressing his handsome face.

•☆•☆•☆•

"Open it."

Butcher, who is wearing an old trenchcoat said with a smile to Frechie who is standing near him dressed as a mechanic.

Glancing at Butcher's iconic smile, Frenchie shook his head and used a key to open the trunk of the car in front of them.

"You dumb fucks! You guys are fucking dead! Do you have any I--- .... Arrrrghh!"

Before he could continue his insults, Butcher used his baton-sized taser to electrocute him and closed the trunk.

"That's Translucent, you've got fucking Translucent in your trunk huh!?"

Frenchie said in a French accent with his hands on his head with fear in his eyes.

"Nothin gets past you mate."

Butcher said sarcastically with a smile as Frenchie came near him.

"Woo woo woo, easy."

Hughie said in fear trying to calm Frenchie who pulled a gun and placed it underneath Butcher's chin.

"Get him outta here, he is chipped. The supes are going to be on their way, Homelander might be on his way right now. This is not my problem."

"Well it is now since he knows what you look like. Look Frenchie, I need your help and I'm not leaving until I get it or the supes show up."

Butcher calmly said with his face showing a pleading expression.

Frenchie fiercely stared at him for a while and removed his gun from under his chin.

"You always find a way to convince people Butcher and that's annoying. Let's get to it then, we have a supe to fuck up."

Frenchie sighed with a slight smile on his face as he looked at the now smiling Butcher.

"Right, let's finish what we started."