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Butcher and Kimiko stormed into the freedom camp, only to see their friends tied up and Homelander waiting for them.
Homelander leaned against the wall and raised a hand, a small smirk forming on his lips. "Surprise! Welcome, William." He lingered his sight on the man until he noticed Kimiko. "And you! The gang is almost all here." He walked behind the three tied up men, placing a hand on Hughie's and M.M.'s shoulders.
"You never told me this one's nickname is," He put his other hand onto M.M., who looked very uncomfortable. "Mother's Milk." He licked his lips, staring directly at Butcher. Butcher's expression hardened, but he looked a little pleased.
Homelander started laughing, walking towards the two untied. "Okay,,, So," He made a dismissive wave of his hand as he stopped, still near the hostages but just a little closer to Butcher and Kimiko. "What's the big plan?" He folded his hands. "What, you gonna sandbag me with the Godolkin virus?" He stared directly at Butcher, a weird but real smile on his face. Butcher noticed, flickering his eyes to Kimiko and taking a small step towards Homelander.
"Suck my fat dick!" Homelander snapped his attention onto Kimiko, lazering her into small bits. She definitely couldn't regenerate from this. Frenchie's eyes widened, and he whimpered in fear. A single year rolled down his face.
Homelander turned back towards Butcher, "Hey, where's Starlight." His tone was intimidating, though it didn't scare Butcher. Not at all. "This doesn't feel like a party without my little lightening bug here!" He took a step closer, tilting his head in realization. "Jesus Christ, William, you've got a viper's nest in there!" A grin returned to his face, staring at Butcher's chest for more than looking at the parasite hiding in him. "I've heard about it, of course, but seeing it for myself.." He looked pleased. "It's incredible."
Butcher tensed up, ready to fight if needed. Something inside him was telling him to let this play out though, to not help his remaining friends survive.
"It's beautiful, what you've done to yourself, what you've become." Homelander spoke out again, really just wanting Butcher to feel his words. Butcher started walking closer, keeping Homelander's attention on him. "And you did all that, for me." Homelander raised a finger towards Butcher, pointing at him. "Now that! That..is devotion."
Frenchie looked at the watch on his dead girlfriend's wrist, realizing it was almost time for Annie to do her part. He looked at M.M. and Hughie, gesturing for them to start moving.
Butcher looked at them, causing Homelander to see their little escape plan. "What do we have here! My little hostages trying to escape." He flew over them, making it clear that they couldn't do anything to escape their doom. "Oh I'm hurt," He placed a hand over his heart. "William, what do you want me to do with your precious gang?" He looked over at Butcher.
Butcher looked at his friends, then up to Homelander. "Lazer 'em." His voice was the same as always, as if this was just some normal task. He didn't know if it was his obsession or the tumor in his head speaking, but Butcher just needed to be alone with Homelander right now. No matter what would happen to the people he's lead for years.
"Oh?" Homelander looked shocked, but his eyes quickly heated up to a burning red. Frenchie, Hughie, and M.M. all whimpered, begging for their lives the most they could. It was futile, as in seconds they were nothing more than blood and flesh stained on the walls and floor.
"That's surprising," He commented as he landed onto the floor. His feet stepped over the squishy matter on the floor, but he didn't care as he made his way to Butcher.
Homelander opened his mouth to speak again but he was interrupted by Annie using her powers to take out the power. He looked around, vision blurred. He could only make out the silhouette of Butcher as he came closer, putting his hands on Homelander to keep him in place.
Annie noticed all the prisoners escaping, but more so she noticed that none of her friends came out. "Oh god," she thought to herself. "Did something go wrong?"
She flew through the window, the intense smell of blood hitting her immediately. "Hughie.." She gasped, seeing nothing left of him.
Annie's attention quickly went to Homelander. A scowl appearing on her face as she saw Butcher holding him in his arms. "Butcher!" She screamed, eyes turning yellow. "What the fuck happened?!"
Before Butcher could even open his mouth, Homelander lazered her into bits.
"Shh," Homelander put a finger to Butcher's lips. "It's just us now, William." His voice was strangely comforting, considering he just murdered five people.
Butcher placed his hand on Homelander's cheek, looking deep into his eyes. He felt strangely satisfied with all his friends dead. Everyone who ever cared is dead. Except Homelander.
"'Omelanda'."
"Yes, William?"
Butcher pressed his lips against Homelander's. Homelander shoves him to the floor, straddling his hips.
Okay the end I don't wanna write smut
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