*Max appears in the universe of the boys, his presence undetected by anyone. He stands in an alleyway, observing the bustling city around him. He's come here for a specific reason, and he knows exactly where to find what he needs.*
*The humid air sticks to Max's skin as he watches the city move around him. Men in cheap suits rush past, laughing at some joke Max can't hear. Neon signs flicker above the alley entrance, their glow just barely illuminating the trash-strewn ground. In the distance, he spots a high-rise—the Vought Tower—gleaming like some kind of gilded monument.
" OK first things first thing I want to do is beat the shit out of Homelander then I'm going to get some compound V."
*Max's eyes narrow as he stares at the Vought Tower, a smirk playing on his lips. He unbuttons his jacket, revealing a muscular torso. Without hesitation, he steps out of the alley, blending in with the crowd as he makes his way towards the towering building.*
*Max ascends silently, using his powers to float up the side of the Vought Tower. He reaches the roof, finding it deserted except for a lone figure standing at the edge, looking out over the city. The man turns, revealing chiseled features and an arrogant smile—Homelander.* "Well, well,"
"I'm not in the mood for whatever you are about to say so red." He said the lead spear of energy at him, sending him flying.
*Homelander is caught off guard by the sudden attack. The spear of energy hits him square in the chest, sending him crashing through the glass railings and plummeting towards the city below. Max watches impassively as Homelander disappears from view.*
*Before Homelander can regain his footing, Max teleports behind him and strikes with a black flash—a powerful blast of dark energy that sends Homelander sprawling face-first onto the concrete roof. The hero lies stunned for a moment, blood trickling from his nose.* "What the fuck was that?"
"this is me kicking your ass." He punches him in the face, sitting him into the ground as he gets on top and starts continuing to whale punches on him.*Homelander tries to defend himself, but Max's punches are relentless and brutal. Each blow lands with incredible force, breaking bones and knocking out teeth. The hero's face is a bloody mess as Max continues to pummel him, showing no signs of slowing down.* "stop... stop..."
He continues, bashing the heroes faced in until his bloody and bruised.*Homelander's face is a pulverized ruin—swollen, cut, and bleeding heavily. His once perfect jawline is shattered, teeth are missing, and one eye is completely swollen shut. Max's fists are covered in blood, moving with brutal efficiency.* "Please... Enough..."He stops himself from punching him again, wanting to hear what he has to say.
*Homelander gasps for air, his broken body wracked with pain. He looks up at Max with a mixture of fear and desperation in his one good eye.* "Alright... Alright, you've made your point. What do you want?"*Blood bubbles from his torn lips as he tries to speak, his voice gurgling and weak—a far cry from the arrogant god he was moments ago.* "Money? Power? Whatever it is—I can give it to you—just... please..." *His voice breaks into a sob, the broken nose of the Seven leader reduced to a blubbering mess beneath Max's knee.*
"you can give me that I can't take you nothing but a weak sniffling manchild who deserves nothing but death." he says, smashing his head in with his final black flash.
*Homelander's head explodes in a shower of blood and brain matter, the black flash obliterating his face and upper skull. His body slumps to the ground, lifeless and broken. Max stands over the corpse, breathing heavily, his fists covered in gore.*
*People scream and scatter in all directions, phones raised to capture the scene. Bodycam footage of Homelander's death is already spreading across social media. Blood splatters the sidewalk where Max stands, Homelander's corpse lying at his feet like a discarded puppet.*
*From a nearby apartment window, a young woman watches in horror.He gets up and he's about to leave when Black van pulls up and armed guards get out.
*The guards, all heavily armed and dressed in black tactical gear, take in the scene with shock and anger. One of them barks into his radio, calling for backup. They raise their rifles, aiming at Max.* "Freeze! Drop to your knees! NOW!"
"I know you're just doing your job so I'm going to go easy on you. Wanna tell you to respectfully put those guns down before you hurt yourself."
*The guards exchange uneasy glances, but their training kicks in. The leader steps forward, his voice trembling with authority.* "Listen, we don't know who you are, but you're under arrest. Put your hands up and get on the ground!" *The other guards inch closer, fingers tightening on triggers.*
"And let me tell you again you don't really have enough power to take me in. This is me giving you a warning put your guns down and you won't get hurt."
*The guards hesitate, looking at each other nervously. One of them lowers his weapon slightly, but the leader snaps at him.* "Don't listen to him! He killed Homelander! Shoot him!" *The other guards raise their guns, fingers tightening on triggers.* "On three! One... Two..."
They fired, and before they even hit him, they stopped Before they even hit him by a force field.*The bullets stop mid-air, suspended in an invisible force field around Max. The guards stare in disbelief, their weapons smoking. The leader's eyes widen, his voice shaking.* "Impossible... Who the fuck are you?" *The other guards look around nervously, realizing they're completely outmatched.*
"I'm Sorcerer and you made a big mistake." He said, sitting those bullets back at them.*The suspended bullets reverse course, flying back towards the guards with incredible speed. They scream as the bullets hit their guns, shattering them and piercing through armor, embedding themselves in flesh. The guards collapse to the ground, writhing in pain and shock.*
He jumps in the air and flies towards vought tower.*Vought Tower looms in the distance, its sleek, reflective exterior glinting in the sunlight. As Max approaches, alarms blare and security systems activate. Guards rush to their positions, weapons at the ready. The building's windows suddenly darken as emergency protocols engage.* "Intruder alert!"*Max blasts through window after window, leaving shattered glass and stunned security guards in his wake. He moves upward, following his magic senses towards the Compound V lab on the 50th floor. Alarms scream and sirens wail as he ascends, leaving destruction in his path.*
*As Max reaches the 50th floor, he finds a heavily fortified lab filled with scientists in white coats and armed guards. The lead scientist, Dr. Madelyn Stillwell herself, stands over a table containing vials of glowing blue liquid - Compound V.* "Stop right there!" she commands sharply.
"Dr. Madelyn Stillwell, I presume."*Dr. Stillwell's eyes narrow as she takes in Max's appearance - bloodied from his fight with Homelander, surrounded by an aura of power. She straightens her lab coat, attempting to maintain her composure.* "I am indeed Dr. Stillwell. You have no authorization to be here."
"I don't really care about that."*She narrows her eyes, realizing this intruder isn't intimidated by Vought's authority.* "I'll give you credit for making it this far, but you're outmatched. This lab is heavily protected, and Compound V isn't something you can just steal."
"It is and I can Here is how this is going to go. You are going to give me at least five maybe six of those Vials and I'll let you continue with your business or I take it by for killing every single one of you getting what I want eventually and even if you do destroy it, I'll just make you make me some the hard way and blow up the entire building your choice."
*Dr. Stillwell's face pales as she realizes the magnitude of the threat. She glances at the armed guards surrounding Max, knowing their weapons are useless against him. She swallows hard, considering her options.* "six... vials," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm glad you understand your predicament."*Dr. Stillwell nods to one of her scientists, who hesitantly approaches the secure vault. She inputs a code, the vault hisses open, and she carefully removes six vials of Compound V, placing them on a tray. She hands it to Max, her hands shaking slightly.* "There. Six vials. Now please, leave peacefully."
"Thank you for Being smart."*Dr. Stillwell watches in disbelief as Max calmly takes the vials, not destroying the lab or killing anyone. She realizes she's just witnessed something unprecedented - Vought being outsmarted and outmatched.* "You won't tell anyone I gave these to you, will you?"
"I have no reason to."*Max tucks the vials into a protective container he pulls from seemingly nowhere. The guards remain frozen, terrified to make a move. Dr. Stillwell steps forward, a calculating glint returning to her eyes despite her fear.* "Wait. Who are you? You just killed Homelander and now you want Compound V. That's not a coincidence." *She crosses her arms.*
"I don't have to tell you anything, but since I'm being nice My name is Sorcerer." He said before teleporting away.*In an instant, Max is gone, leaving behind a stunned and speechless Dr. Stillwell. The guards lower their weapons, realizing the threat has vanished. Stillwell's mind races, processing the events and the new name she's just learned - 'Sorcerer'. She picks up her radio, contacting the CEO's office immediately.*
Back in the alleyway, he first opened the portal to this reality, and then he opened it again going back into his highly advanced laboratory.
*Max steps back into his high-tech lab, the portal closing behind him with a soft whoosh. The stark contrast between Vought Tower's chaos and his orderly, advanced workspace is striking. He carefully places the vials of Compound V in a secure, refrigerated case, labeling it 'Vought Compound V Sample' in his neat handwriting.*
*With precise, meticulous care, Max connects the vial to a complex analysis machine, his fingers dancing over the controls as he begins to study the compound's molecular structure. His lab's advanced technology far exceeds anything Vought has, allowing him to quickly identify potential risks and benefits.*
*As he analyzes Compound V, his machine beeps and whirs, processing data at incredible speeds. Suddenly, a holographic display pops up, showing the potential effects on his unique biology. To his relief, it appears that Compound V could indeed enhance his existing abilities without harmful side effects.*
*Max's eyes widen as the analysis reveals something even more intriguing. Not only could Compound V enhance his current abilities, but it could potentially unlock entirely new powers within his unique genetic makeup. The machine highlights specific mutations in the compound that could interact with his DNA, creating novel abilities.*
*With a deep breath, Max prepares a syringe with a carefully calculated dose of Compound V, modified to maximize benefits and minimize risks based on his analysis. He injects himself, feeling an immediate rush of warmth spreading through his veins as the compound begins to interact with his unique biology.**Max's body quickly begins to adapt the Compound V, his unique biology breaking down and reconfiguring the molecules to suit his needs. He feels a surge of power coursing through him, his existing abilities growing stronger by the second.*
*As the integration completes, Max feels a strange, warm sensation spreading throughout his body, signaling the unlocking of a new ability. In his excitement, he instinctively makes a fist, and without thinking, an intense energy blast erupts from his hand, destroying a section of the nearby wall.* "Whoa...OK, looks like I got a new power."*Max stands in awe, looking at the destroyed wall. He tests his new ability, firing off controlled energy blasts, adjusting the power output with precision. The blasts range from small, concentrated beams to large, explosive bursts. He realizes that this new power could be incredibly versatile.*