the present"We have a new member joining the seven, that doesn't surprise me" Nate leaned back in the chair. His hands hidden away inside his pockets as he looked at Maeve. The woman didn't look comfortable with the idea of someone new joining them, then again Nate knew whoever vought picked, they wouldn't last long. They never did.
If he could quit and never come back, he would. Of course he couldn't not when he was voughts most priced weapon. He hadn't seen Grace in years, of course she understood why, both of them were hidden for a reason, he would call at least, when he could.
"Apparently it's some girl" Nate huffed in annoyance as he looked at the scripts in front of him. Interviews, since when did vought care about this shit for him?
"She better be a really tough girl then... hey did they give you scripts for some lame interview too?". Maeve shock her head as she looked at the papers on the table "they must really need you to cover something up, or maybe they're trying to make you surpass homelander finally".
Nate chuckled "please, I declined being the leader of the seven for a reason, homelander can have all the credit and all the fame, I don't care about any of it. Besides we all know he would throw a fit if vought made me bigger then him".
He took his hand out of his pocket taking one of his gloves off "homelander can do this stupid interview, the fans love him more anyways".
His hand touched the paper and it faded away into dust "any chance you can do that to the deep, he's getting on my nerves". Nate smiled "maybe, gosh I hate that guy, I'd kick him off the seven if I could".
He stood up off the table "well I better get ready to meet the newbie, you got a mission?". Maeve nodded as she sighed "something homelander could handle but of course I need the numbers so...".
Nate nodded at her "well good luck" he walked off down the hallway, putting his glove back on.
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He could hear the crying before he even walked down the hallway, as he turned the corner of the tower. The deep walked past him with a slight grin on his lips, Nate rolled his eyes at the man.
He flinched when someone bumped into him, she looked so miserable as she cried weakly. Nate moved his hands back, it was a reflex at this rate.
Even with the gloves on, he still did it and he hated it. "I'm sorry.. i.." she kept stuttering as she tried to move past him towards the bathroom.
"You're Annie January" she looked up quickly at him, her eyes widening when she realized it was another member of the seven. He stopped himself for a moment "are you alright? did Kevin do something? I swear he's always messing with the new recruits".
Annie moved back slightly as she wiped away her tears "you know my name, that's...". She let out a weak chuckle " I mean, I'm a big fan, I've never seen you before aside from the posters on my bedroom walls".
"Ah, the classic poster fangirl, I've only ever let them make a few copies of those, you must've been first in line at the store". She smiled "I was actually, me and my mom camped out all night, it's probably still hanging up in my room, I remember my friends being so jealous of me actually having one".
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Fanfiction"I'm easily disposable Annie, that's all I am to vought, a loose end that can be blamed if shit goes wrong. And quite frankly things are going absolutely wrong, so I'm out... fuck the seven". ------ book one of the reaper series the boys (s1-s3)