Hughie's Sister (Billy Butcher x OC)

The Innocents Part 1

It's been a total of two weeks since that whole thing with Butcher. Hughie gave me space over the two weeks even though I never asked...Honestly I blame that on Butcher most likely. I kept an eye on the Asian girl through Frenchie's eyes. It was the same trick I did with Butcher at the graveyard. She's ok at least. Noir did keep his word and helped me train. He was both harsh and kind with it. I got beat up a good bit but he always made sure I was good to continue.

Noir and I are...I would say friends now. But I do have some conflicting feelings. I know Homelander is supposed to be bad even Noir, his teammate basically confirmed it but I can't make myself not like him.

Now the other conflict I have is training with Noir. Anytime he gets me close or pins me down or holds me to him I can't think and I get so freaking warm it's ridiculous. He makes me feel things...

I get a text on my phone from Hughie. It says they've thought of a plan and they are discussing it today so I better get there.

I go get changed into some comfortable but practical clothing in case Butcher starts with me. I close my eyes take a breath and teleport to their hideout.

There are 2 screams and a "Motherfucker!" from M.M. I giggle looking around "Sorry! Hughie texted m-OOF!" I'm pulled into a hug by the Asian girl and my eyes widen "H-Hi! It's nice to see you too!" I smile as she pulls back and gives me a smile. She's doing so well!

She goes back to her room and I look around noticing Butcher staring at me "You look well" He simply says "I didn't two weeks ago..." I adjust my top a bit "Thankfully I have an amazing best friend who helped me not kill myself" I sniff and go sit down on a chair.

The silence is deafening.

M.M clears his throat "Right uh...Should we discuss things?" Hughie, Butcher, and Frenchie nod.

M.M talks for a little bit going over some of the basics.

XX

"Samaritans embrace. Led by Ezekiel but bankrolled by Vought, has been shipping compound V to 53 hospitals across the country since 1971 and gift wrapping it..." M.M lets out a breath as the Asian girl rushes in and grabs some pens off the table. I tilt my head watching her "Gift wrapping it as polio vaccine" M.M finishes.

"Are you telling me god's not reaching up the twats of American girls and blessing babies?" Butcher says making me laugh a little but I cover it with a cough "Butcher can you leave God out of this?" M.M asks already sounding done with him. Butcher grins looking very pleased with himself. "H-Hold on, hold on. So...No hero was born?" I ask sitting forward. M.M shrugs "None of them? They're all just kids dosed with the blue shit? I mean even..." Hughie sounds defeated "Even fucking Starlight. And Raven" Butcher snaps.

"Do you think...Did you know?" Hughie looks at me and I shake my head "No...I thought it was the same stupid god stuff...That explains why not everyone is one though" I stand up and stretch "What about Homelander?" Butcher asks rubbing his beard "Homelander's a black hole. Never had any public records and never will. However every single other supe...Juiced up lab rats" M.M holds up a vial of I assume this compound V "H-Hey! I am not a lab rat..." I pout "Sorry Love but you are" Butcher says making my eyes widen. H-He called me Love again...

The Asian girl comes back out looking through some papers, She accidentally knocks one stack off the table "My God. I'm trying to give a tremendous fucking TED talk here, and this...Frenchie, can you control her please?" well that was rude for M.M...

"I do not control her" Frenchie simply says making M.M scoff. The girl takes the paper to her room quietly "Do you see what I'm dealing with here?" M.M asks Butcher "Well, spot on M.M. We got Vought for child endangerment, drug trafficking, and possibly the largest fraud in American fucking history. Raynor's gonna love it" Butcher grins rubbing his hands together. I go into the girl's room and kneel down curiously watching her as does Hughie "Uh, Hi" He smiles and the girl immediately stops drawing to stare at him.