The Boys: The Meta-Human

Chapter 17: Butcher, Baker, Candlestick Maker

Edited: 5/15/2024

(Alex's POV)

A-Train and I have been pouring hard work into my plan. He's now up to 80, this is good. He's almost the speed I need him to be. Almost the speed of sound. I need him so fast he breaks the barrier between the worlds. I am watching the news as they talk about what's going on in the world today.

Reporter: "30% of the public is hard-core aware now and know how the system works. And then we don't do anything about it. That's why super terrorists continue to invade America. Illegal immigrants are pouring into this country every day and any one of them could be a super terrorist. Many are calling for more superheroes to counter the super terrorist threat and protect Americans."

I got worried about that. For how on my Earth, it wouldn't be a smart idea for people to know about Meta-humans. This will cause chaos. No one will know who is a Supe terrorist or not, and start accusing people. People are going to start killing people.

Stormfront: "What is our government doing about this? All of us, need to stand up right now. I am sick of waiting for some executive to finish his."

I rolled my eyes, not wanting to listen to her voice any longer. I changed the channel.

Victoria: "We are going to hold hearings on Vought and Compound V."

Oh, they're finally doing that now? That's good. I went back to what I was working on. 

(Billy's POV)

Hughie got released from the hospital and we headed over to Grace's place. The idiots let Lamplighter out of that loony bin and Grace didn't know where to bring him. So now we're sitting here, hearing him talk.

Lamplighter: "Look, I told you. Stormfront gave the orders. I just executed them. I was, uh...it wasn't easy."

Grace: "Yeah. I think we can all agree that you're the real victim here."

Lamplighter cringed, MM and Frenchie told me what he told them. About the night he torched Grace's grandkids. I don't care if he didn't mean to or if he was sorry. He was still trying to kill somebody that night, that being Grace. Nah, who I do feel bad for is Frenchie. His friend's life was at risk and that's why he left, to go save him. 

Grace: "Now, let's cut the shit and go over it again. From the start."

He sighed and nodded his head.

Lamplighter: "I had just left The Seven. And Mr. Edager invited me to his club."

I'm sorry...two questions. He LEFT?! I thought he was kicked out. And...That cunt has a club? He told us what happened. After he was done, he and Hughie were in another room while Grace and I talked.

Grace: "Put away that petulant look before you hurt someone with it."

Billy: "Yeah, I should be chuffed we're pissin' away the best asset we ever got our mitts on."

Grace: "And your plan would be?"

Well, it's it obvious?

Billy: "Same as always. Squeeze the cunt till he gives up the next cunt, then kill the fuck when we're done. I have no doubt you'd be happy with that unending cycle of brutality."

She looked unsure and I looked at her shocked and confused. I thought she would be out for Lamplighter's blood after what he did to her grandkids.

Billy: "How can you not want blood for what he has done?"

Grace: "He's willing to speak against Vought at the hearing. We've never had Congress on our side before."

I looked at her annoyed for thinking that the Congress would be on our side. They're nothing but a bunch of corrupt old cunts.