— 4th of July 2022, General POV —
This was a special day, not only was it 4th of Juy and Homelander's designated birthday, but it was also the day Stormfront committed suicide.
Her death had hit Homelander hard. And as if that was not enough, he had to co-host an Independence Day special with that 'cunt' Starlight about some fucked up charity that didn't matter. He was barely keeping it together when a fat man in the crowd shouted.
"Hey, Homelander! Your Nazi died!"
Crowd began muttering amongst themselves as a security guard dragged the man away,
Seeing the Strongest Man alive began to lose it, Starlight tried to intervene.
"Homelander... He's just, he's a human. He's just like the rest of us. And we all make mistakes, right? But we all deserve second chances. In that spirit, Homelander has agreed to donate $10 million to the Starlight House, which is, I mean-"
"No." Homelander said but she continued as if he didn't.
"Give... Come on. Give it up."
"No."
"Give it up for this guy." The crowd began to clap but Homelander wasn't having it.
"No. No." applause stops. "Starlight lied to you just now. She did. I don't make mistakes. I'm not 'just like the rest of you'. I'm stronger. I'm smarter. I'm better. I am better. I'm not some weak-kneed fսcking crybaby that goes around fսcking apologizing all the time. And why the fսck would you want me to be?"
Ashley who was behind the scenes tried to control the situation "Go to fսcking commercial, Roger. Go to fսcking commercial.
But Homelander wasn't having it. "Don't you dare stop rolling, Roger! All my life, people have tried to control me. My whole life. Rich people, powerful people have tried to muzzle me, cancel me, keep me impotent and obedient, like I'm a fսcking puppet. You know what? It worked. Because I allowed it to work. And guess what. If they can control me, then you can bet your ass they can control you. They already do. You just don't realize it. I'm done. I am done apologizing. I am done being persecuted for my strength. You people should be thanking Christ that I am who and what I am, because you need me. You need me to save you. You do. I am the only one who possibly can. You're not the real heroes. I'm the real hero. I'm the real hero."
— God U., Adem's POV —
"Are they trying to break him?" I mumbled as I watched Homelander give a moving speech.
He spoke from the heart, and I could see his point of view.
If Cate turned out to be a Nazi- and I don't mean she voted red and wrote on Facebook that trans women aren't women but a bonafide Nazi who supported Germany during WW2- I don't know what I would do.
I would probably stop seeing her and capture her, but I don't think I would stop loving her- at least not instantly. And if a fat fuck were to mock me about her dead on my birthday I would laser his face.
Granted, that 'I am better' part from Homelander is kinda fucked up.
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— The Next Day, General POV —
The New members of the Seven were revealed. The Deep had returned. And Supersonic had made it to the Seven.
"Good for Alex," Adem had said until he saw Homelander reveal that he was dating Starlight now. Although looking at her face he could tell it was a PR stunt.
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— A Few Days Later, Adem's POV —
"I can't believe Soldier Boy is still alive," Cate muttered as we were watching the news.
Apparently Captain America of this world was still alive, Russians had abducted him and basically turned him into a terrorist.
At least that is the official story. At this point, I don't trust anything that the news releases.
Homelander had outed Stan Edgar and taken over the Vought, which is overall good thing for the Supes but the man is losing it.
*sigh* "What the fuck is happening to the world?"
— Adem's House, General POV —
"Hello there Mr. Aslan, I have been wanting to meet you for a while now." The man said as he extended his right hand.
Adem didn't touch the hand, instead, he gave the man a neutral look.
"So, what brings the newly disgraced CEO- I mean former CEO of Vought to my humble abode." He said calmly as his eyes flashed red for a brief moment.
Stan Edgar's smile never left his face, but there was a momentary glint in his eyes.
"Please, I am not here for any hostile reasons, granted, breaking into your house might not have been making my case, but it was necessary as your life's in danger." He revealed, getting a raised eyebrow in response.
Adem was nigh-invulnerable, anything short of a heavy ballistic assault was not a real threat to him, and only a handful Supes could make him break a sweat let alone truly be a danger to him.
"Homelander is not who you think he is. He is a-"
"An overgrown man child who wants to hog fame. Yea, I know. I figured that out shortly after the Believe Expo. Can't believe I used to idolize the man." Adem said, shocking the older gentleman. At least briefly.
"Ah, I see I have underestimated you. But irregardless. Homelander is far worse than you can imagine."
Adem snorted at that, "Come on. I know he isn't some two bit hero that Vought portrays him to be, but he is definitely not that bad. Not half as bad as the Deep or even A-Train."
"I am aware that you might not believe my words, that is why I brought this with me." Stan Edgar said as he slowly pulled out a portable disk player.
Adem waited in silence to see what Edgar was going to show, and to say he was shocked was an understatement.
"I- Is this shit for real? Homelander caused Flight 37?" He mumbled before he turned towards Edgar, "How do I know this is real? A talented CGI artist can easily create a fake video."
The disgraced CEO gave a nod, "Of course that is a possibility, but do you seriously believe that is the case?"
Adem didn't have a response to that, he has been listening to the man's heart beat since the conversation started. Sure, he had high blood pressure, probably due to his advanced age, stressful career, lack of daily exercise and love for fried chicken. However, he had not lied once.
At least Adem did not believe he did. But the young Supe was sure there were people out there who can lie without a change in their heartbeat, 'like that crazy bitch'.
He was reminiscent of an old cartoon, and a certain fire princess that belongs in the equivalent of Arkham Asylum of her verse.
"I really don't know. But I know how to be sure," He said as he pulled out his phone and sent a message. "Why don't you take a seat?" He pointed towards the couch.
Stan looked at him before giving a nod and taking a seat.
Adem then asked "Can I get you a cup of coffee, or a glass of water while you wait?"
"A cup of tea, if you have it."