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AT HUGHIE'S WORK
Hughie: So, you're-you're not a Fed And he's a supe?
Butcher: Do you hear that? That's the old bill. So unless you want to explain why you've got America's favorite invisible wanker dead on the floor, give us a fucking hand, will ya?
Hughie: Aw, shit.
Both Hughie and Butcher starts dragging the body towards the car...
Butcher: YN, this could go much faster if you land us a hand, you fucker.
YN: Nah, I'm good. That's what you get for waking me up.
Butcher and Hughie puts translucent body in the trunk, they getting in the car and driving away...
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INSIDE OF BUTCHER'S CAR
Butcher: All right, listen, I have worked for the Feds. I've worked for loads of people. Even with the lad back there. I'm what you might call an independent contractor. You got a problem, you call me, I solve the problem.
Hughie: Ok. W-who... who is he, exactly?
Hughie looks at the back seat...
Butcher: YN, care to present yourself?
YN looks at Hughie and speaks...
YN: Hughie, right?
Hughie: Y-Yeah.
YN: Do you remember, Devil Boy?
Hughie: I do. The supe that retired a few ye-
Hughie eyes widen...
Hughie: Holy shit. Holy shit, you're Devil Boy!... But... wait... Why are you helping us?
YN: Well like Butcher said. I worked with him and other people years ago. Butcher and his team needed someone, I didn't had much going on, boom, we did a couple of missions together, got scolded a few times and now here we are.
Butcher: Good times.
Hughie: Ok. But, why did you left The Seven? It's every hero's dream to join them.
YN: It's a bunch of bullshit wrapped up with in gold, that's what that is. At first it is amazing, but when you see how Vought really cares, you better leave before it's too late, if you have a brain and know how to use it of course. That's why I left... But-
[NOCK]
A noise coming from the back interrupts YN...
Hughie: What is that?
YN: That's a problem.
Butcher: I think our guest is awake.
Hughie: Oh, thank fuck, he's alive. Yes, yes, he's alive! Okay, pull over.
YN: What?!
Butcher: No, no, no, Hughie, you don't fucking get it.
Hughie: Pull the car over.
Butcher: This is a fucksight worse. He's seen our faces.
Hughie: Oh, my God. No, no, no, no, no. I can't do this. I can't do this. Let me out. Let me out. Pull over!
Butcher: Hughie, you walk away now, and you will never get payback for Robin. You'll spend the rest of your life sitting on your ass with fucking regret. Now, is that what you want?
Hughie thinks at what Butcher said...
Butcher: I know a bloke. Top man. He'll know what to do.
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THE BOYS (MALE READER)
Action[Set on a Alternative Universe of The Boys TV show/Comics.] Superheroes. Something that we only see in comic books, movies or TV shows. But what if I tell you, they are very real, and they aren't not who we think they are? When a group of people opp...
