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The Act of Reprisal

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Y/N was 'born' with her powers. 'born'. her parents had allowed Vought to pump baby Y/N full of drugs when she was just a newborn.  Maybe that was the reason her mom killed herself. Because she couldn't stand having to deal with Y/N and her 'freak powers' as her dad so kindly put it'. Despite what some people said she knew the reason why her mother put a bullet in her mouth. It was because of her. Her dad definitely seemed to think so. And he always made sure she knew it.

But finally after 18 years of doing absolutely nothing with her life, she got the fuck out of that poor excuse of a home. Quickly found a roommate online who was willing to share a cheap, shitty, New York apartment. And along came Angel. The best and possibly the only real friend Y/N ever had.

When Angel was killed by Homelander, she started developing a huge hatred towards him. Towards him, the seven, Vought, supes.  But what will she do when two men approach her about taking down the seven and vought? Will she say yes? Is this her chance to avenge Angel?All Rights Reserved

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Love Like A Delinquent by 3mmaRawrs

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Addict In Black ✔ by whoscountinganyway

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[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.