Chapter 46: Trouble Brews

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎New York City, USA▪︎]

[▪︎General Pov▪︎]

In a hidden basement inside a seemingly normal candy shop, Mother's Milk, Frenchie and Kimiko are present.

Kimiko is busily watching a Japanese music video with a beautiful frown, Frenchie is wearing a dirty lab coat busily mixing some chemicals and Mother's Milk is tending to the wounds of a heavily built dark skinned man with a serious expression on his face.

"And am done, you're fixed now. Go home and have some rest, don't do any stressful work for a while and wait till you are completely healed."

Mother's Milk calmly advised as he did the last stitch on the man's arm.

"Thanks Doc, really appreciate what you've done for me brother."

The man thanked him with a smile as he stood up.

"Don't mention it."

Mother's Milk said with a light smile to the man, a few seconds later he left the room.

The moment he left Mother's Milk smile disappeared and became quiet with a grin expression on his face, seated on his chair.

"Yo, you okay?"

Frenchie asked with worry when he saw his face as he finished what he was doing.

"I don't know man. Sigh, it's been a week but I still can't get over it. His face always pops up in my head when I remember that day, I still can't believe the kid is dead man."

Mother's Milk lamented. Frenchie and Kimiko's face became sorrowful when they heard him since they also miss him.

After that day, Frenchie brought them here to hide. They are now fugitives so they couldn't risk being out in the open even if it meant they have to hide underground like rats.

".... I'm also grieving man, we all are but we have to look forward and try to do something about our situation."

Frenchie said as he removed his coat and came closer to him.

"I know man, I know. But how are we going to do that, Raynor is dead. Probably killed by that white haired bastard, I'm lucky they are still taking care of Monique and Janine. If only Butcher were here."

He explained.

"Actually I---"

<Bang!>

A man suddenly fell down from the stairs, the sound instantly alerted the other people in the basement and made then rush out from other rooms fully armed with automatic rifles.

Moments later, a man in a black trenchcoat slowly descended with a smirk on his face, ignoring the guns aimed at him.

"Butcher? ..... Hol up guys, he's with us!"

Mother's Milk got surprised but hurriedly stopped the men from shooting at Butcher's annoying face.

"Sorry luv, something came up so pardon my late entrance."

He said as he came close to them after the men carried the man from the floor and left after giving him some dirty looks which he shrugged off.

"But how did y--"

"I called him, yesterday I tried calling him again and this time it worked so I told him to come here. Now we can finish what we started and avenge petite Hughie."

Frenchie explained to Mother's Milk with a hardened look on his face.

"Avenge? What do you mean by that? Matter of fact, where's the lad?"

Butcher questioned them, his face laced with confusion as he looked around the basement.

".... He's dead man, the day you left Deva killed him."

Mother's Milk said in a sad tone that made the room silent.

Butcher's face morphed into different expressions from sadness, guilt and finally unbridled fury as he quickly wiped the small tears he shed from his eyes without them noticing but Mother's Milk did.

".... I'm sorry guys, it's all my fault. I should've been there for you. Vought's gonna pay for what they've done one way or the other, I have a score to settle with that Deva fucker so he's not going to like me when I see him again."

Butcher apologized and promised with a very angry face, his tone laced with murderous intent.

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Hearing him, everyone nodded with a serious expression on their faces.

"So what do we do now? I assume you have a plan?"

Mother's Milk questioned.

"Of course I do, because of everything that's happened we now have a certain powerful cunt on our side."

Butcher assured with his trademark smile.

"Who?"

Frenchie asked the question on their minds.

Butcher came in front of Frenchie with a smirk and uttered,

".... Grace Mallory."

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Meanwhile, in a certain room in Vought Tower Homelander stood in front of a mirror, looking at his mirror image.

The room is large with a brown carpeted floor, three black sofas facing each other with a coffee table in the middle with portraits of all the American presidents on the wall, an American flag close to them.

Homelander's face showed his current mood which is sad, his face looking like someone who will cry any minute.

"Why the long face Tiger? you look like shit."

His mirror image suddenly mocked with a smile.

"..You know why."

Homelander replied in a sad tone, unable to look his mirror image in the eye.

"Oh c'mon, you're still sad about that fight? If I were you wait... I am you, I will rather reflect on that fight on use it to my advantage rather than sulking around like a homeless bitch."

His image sighed as he looked with him with an evil smile.

"...It doesn't matter. All these years I thought I've finally gotten better, that I'm now the most strongest person in the world but look at me, still beaten by him again and almost killed."

Homelander said in a depressed tone.

"Stop being a fucking bitch, who told you you aren't the strongest man alive? The only reason you lost is because you refuse to use your brain, it's as simple as that.

For fuck's sake he is the smartest man on the planet and also someone who has improved his powers to their limit, you can't expect to just rush in an win. 

Listen, no matter who it is you can beat them, because you are perfect, the best of the species the cream of the crop. 

You are better than anyone, no one can change that. This defeat... no this lesson can't bring you down.

Trust me, the only reason why Virgil beat you is because he did something to himself. After all, who knows what that mad scientist does in his free time."

"... Yeah you're right. I'm fucking Homelander! Everyone should be worshipping me including Virgil, I'm the one everyone loves."

Homelander exclaimed with new found vigor as he looked at his smiling image in the eye.

"Good, that's the spirit. Right now, you need to show all those who will use this against you that you are even better now. You have to show them that you are still Homelander, the guy nobody fucks with."

The image said. Homelander nodded with a serious expression in response and said,

"Then what about Virgil?"

"Hehehe, since he's probably jacking up on some kind of V he has developed then it only means we have to find some and even the playing field. In order to beat a cheater, you also need to cheat."

The image gave an evil laugh and said.

A cruel grin etched on Homelander's face when he heard this and started thinking of the future with his hands on his back, still facing the mirror which now showed his normal reflection.

It seems more trouble is brewing.

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