𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 | the boys 1

xvii. 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌

~𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨

Mesmer's house. Of course Rowan knew why they were there: Frenchie was rightfully intrigued of The Female's story, and since she was unable to tell them, they came to Mesmer.

She turned her head left and noticed the mind-reading supe rocking on the couch, cradling his hand with M.M. stood over him. She assumed it hadn't gone too well so far.

"Lovely shithole." Rowan remarked loudly. She almost smirked when the round, bearded Mesmer shot his head up at her voice. Just when he thought this shit couldn't get more confusing, these people had a fucking child?

Peering further through the messy living room, she noticed The Female hiding under a table, with Frenchie trying to coaxe her out. Rowan made her way over and crouched beside him - she didn't even blink when Frenchie jumped out of his skin a second time and scampered away to talk to the others. It just made her more miserable.

"You okay?" She murmured to the young woman.

She nodded uncertainly, before shuffling to the side to create a small space.

"You want me to sit here?" Rowan guessed.

She nodded slightly and watched as the kid sat beside her and tucked her knees into her chest so she was sat almost identically.

Butcher eventually looked around for her and caught this, furrowing his brows together as a smile formed across his face. Probably a girl thing. He clapped his hands together, "Alright, then. Let's get cracking."

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The Female nervously placed her hand in Mesmer's, while holding Frenchie's in the other hand, Rowan listened carefully to the words that escaped with his explanation,
"She's in a camp... in a jungle. She's a soldier. There's a flag with a... two headed snake."

"Two-headed snake?" Butcher echoed, "Like...?" He demonstrated by crossing his forearms over in an 'x'.

"Yeah."

"With red rays behind it?" He added. The supe nodded, prompting Butcher to look around for someone else to say something.

"Don't explain or anything." Rowan stated judgementally.

"That's the flag of the Shining Light Liberation Army." M.M. told them,"Frenchie - you're dating a terrorist."

Frenchie gawped slightly as he stared at the girl and asked, "There must be more to this. She cannot be a terrorist." The Female seemed almost ashamed, embarrassed.

"Yeah, well you just fucking keep her under control." Butcher sighed.

"So, they smuggle in a top shelf extremist recruit, pump her up with the Compound V-" M.M. began.

"Then when she's good and ready, they let her loose to reek havoc." Butcher finished.

"She wouldn't." Frenchie shook his head.

"Wait, why would Vought give Compound V to terrorists?" Hughie spoke up.

"Beause the only thing more dangerous than a terrorist is a supe terrorist. And the only way to fight it-"

"-Is with Sergeant fucking Homelander." Billy concluded, "Gotta' let those cunts into the army now. Those fuckers are creating supervillains. And maybe there's more of 'em - God knows how many."