𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨

𝙩𝙚𝙣

"TWO TWATS AT EVERY ENTRANCE, ARMED TO BLOODY HELL." BILLY SPOKE, SAMUEL STOOD NEXT TO HIM. The two stood with Hughie and M.M at Ezekiel's charity convention, Frenchie staying at his home with the woman. "In church. Fun." Samuel remarked with a smile. "Well, that's America for you, isn't it?" M.M nodded, everyone cheering for the singer on stage. "And God's watching from up above. Right there." The four looked to the camera that recorded everyone. "Over there." M.M pointed to the other camera, Billy huffing.

"Yeah. Security's tighter than a choir boy's arsehole." The group stayed silent, wathing Ezekiel walk onto the stage. "Let me ask you something: Why could Jesus walk on water?" He asked, Samuel squinting to see the man better past his sunglasses. Ones he took from Frenchie. People applauded Ezekiel's sentence, the group not doing the same. "Why does Homelander fly? How about A-Train, why does he get to run the way he runs?" Ezekiel continued, everyone cheering.

Opening his arms, cheers loudened once his arms stretched inhumanely. "Or how do I get to hold the whole world in my loving embrace? Why were we chosen?" He asked loudly, holding his hands together. "Because of the Lord. Because we were born with his power." Samuel looked over everyone, them all being extremely content with his reasoning. "Because we believe!" Cheers erupted once more, Billy nudging Samuel's shoulder so the boy casted his eyes down to a pamphlet. "$15,000 for an exclusive VIP experience with Ezekiel." Hughie read out the words of the book in his hands, everyone listening intently.

"Seriously?" He asked, Billy starting to work his way through the crowd. "There's not an easier, cheaper way for us to get to him?" Samuel walked behind Hughie, holding the man's shoulder. "It's God's money, Hughie." He spoke over sarcastically, Hughie scoffing as Billy glanced back to the two. "We ain't getting to him anyway. You are." He nodded to Hughie, everyone confused. "I am?-" "Whoa, whoa, what?"

Billy glanced to M.M at his interruption, shrugging. "Well, Starlight's one of the headliners, right?" He asked, Hughie putting a hand up. "She'll get you in-" "Wait." Hughie interrupted the man, the group stopping. "Look, we've only been on, like, a date and a half, okay? I can't just ask her for a Diamond Club Pass." Billy took his sunglasses off. "What's the matter? You worried your fake Supe girlfriend's gonna think you're using her?" Hughie huffed, shrugging. "Okay, then what? I just go up to Ezekiel," He faced Samuel. "'Hey, man. What's up with you smuggling blue dope into Chinatown basements?'" He used the boy as a demonstration, the boy nodding.

"Yeah, pretty much. Once you show him this." Billy redirected the man's attention, everyone looking to the picture of Ezekiel making out with two men on his phone. "Jesus." Hughie cursed, grabbing the phone as Samuel watched the picture turn into a video of Ezekiel being caught in the act. "This is from that club you took guys me to?" Hughie glanced between both Billy and Samuel, the former humming.

"You remember our first night together. I'm touched-" "Okay, why is this the first time I'm hearing about this plan?" M.M interrupted the man, Samuel humming in agreement. "You didn't tell us, like, at all." Samuel remarked, Hughie standing awkwardly in the middle. "This guy needs to be trained up, Butcher." M.M added, Hughie nodding towards the man. "Yeah, what he said. I-I don't know how to blackmail anybody." Billy stepped forward. "Hughie, you've done a murder." His tone quietened, shrugging. "Comparitavely speaking, this will be a piece of cake." He walked away with that, Samuel scoffing. "I know." M.M added, Hughie watching them both follow.

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"I'M NOT REALLY SURE WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, SON." AN OLD MAN SPOKE, BILLY AND M.M STANDING BY SAMUEL. The former had bought the boy a cone of chips, the boy munching on them boredly. "Okay," Samuel swallowed his mouthful. "If there's a dude up there, like, controlling stuff, he's a bit of a bitch." M.M glanced back, the old man taken aback as his assumed wife turned around with him. "I'm sorry," He began, Samuel eating more chips as M.M scoffed at the boy. "did you... just call God the B-word?"