Author's Note:
Hello Author-san here, some of y'all have being waiting for some bloodshed here you are. Things are sure going to be hectic for a while.
Anyway Enjoy mwah hahaha 😈
(Shockwave Pov)
'A-train. I remember when I idolized you, wanted to be you, to surpass you.....but you always seem to be always ahead in this race, always faster, getting more fame and admirers.....not for long though, even The Homelander wants you no more.....Hear me yet A-train? I'll take everything you ever had!'
I thought to myself as I removed my hooded outfit and mask and wore his A-train costume, thankfully there's that realistic mask/make-up artist. And soon looking at the mirror and I saw him in all his glory, Making different poses before getting serious.
Waiting for the right time to move, so while I waited I went ahead to the drug stash I stole from the labs. Took out the Compound V and loaded a syringe, feeling the power surge through me as I injected it, the increase in my heartbeat, hyper focus, I felt on top of the world, this is the feeling I love, I would do anything to keep feeling this, I would gladly kill and even die for it as long as I could feel this in my final moments, gathering myself before I blasted off.
The time slowed as I burst through some people along the way, I could care less about them. Wrong place wrong timing, eh anyway I ran causing as much damage as I could before standing in front of the horrified crowds.
Some in disbelief, some screamed of how could I do this, some took some of the surviving injured civilians, others took out their phones to record me. Ignoring the people as I went on with my massacre spree, the joy of feeling their pain and agony as well as how their bodies broke apart, their liquids spilled in every direction filled me with euphoria.
Seeing the destruction I left in my wake I laughed out with the civilians phones still recording me, thinking I was A-train 'Hahahaha Let's see you getting out of this one hehe hahahahahahaha!' as I laughed along side my inner laughter, which to others may sound deranged but meh I don't care.
I sped off, leaving behind a scene filled with screams of agony. of pain, of sorrow of losing loved ones...Oh yes I live for this shit, well I'll see the results soon enough.
( 3rd POV)
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**Breaking News Report: "A-Train's Shocking Rampage Leaves City in Chaos"**
Good evening, I'm Sarah Matthews with Vought News Network. We have breaking news of a devastating incident in the city center, where the figure identified as A-Train, a member of The Seven, has reportedly caused significant destruction and injury.
At approximately 5:12 A.M., eyewitnesses described a speedster, believed to be A-Train, racing through crowded manhattan streets, resulting in multiple injuries, casualties and widespread panic. Videos from the scene show this individual causing chaos and even laughing amidst the devastation he caused, actions starkly contrasting the known heroic image of A-Train.
Homelander arrived on the scene shortly after the incident. Witnesses reported that he appeared emotional, seemingly angry, and saddened. He offered assistance to the emergency services, comforting the injured, and made a brief statement. "This is not the A-Train we know," he said. "We will bring him in for questioning and ensure justice is served. No one is above the law."
Madeline Stillwell, Senior Vice - President of Hero Management at Vought International, also addressing the incident has this to say. "Our hearts go out to the victims and their families," she stated. "We are conducting a thorough investigation to uncover the truth. A-Train, like all members of The Seven, is held to the highest standards, and any breach of these standards is taken very seriously."
Stillwell has praised Homelander's response and reassured the public of Vought's commitment to transparency and accountability. She emphasized that the company is working closely with authorities and will provide further updates as the situation unfolds.
The community is grappling with the unbelievable shock and betrayal as the investigation continues. We at VNN will keep you informed as new information emerges. This was Sarah Matthews, reporting live.
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**With Reggie**
Reggie lay in bed with Charlotte draped across him, their post-lovemaking peace abruptly shattered by the incessant chiming of his phone. Groggy, he reached for it, his heart sinking as he saw the breaking news alert.
His AI, SPADE, had sent him the latest reports of a massacre supposedly committed by him. The images of the devastation and chaos sent chills down his spine.
Immediately, he called his brother. "Nathan, get the kids and Anara. I'm taking you all to a safe place now. No questions. I'll explain everything later. Just hurry!"
Charlotte stirred, noticing his serious expression. Her sleepiness vanished instantly. "Reggie, what's going on?"
"We need to get you out of here," he said, dressing quickly and then speeding to dress her. "I'll explain everything soon, but right now, you and my family need to be safe."
He scooped her up in his arms and sped off to his hidden base in the Mariana Trench, placing her gently in the common room before doing the same with his family.
They appeared disoriented from the sudden travel, his older nephew even throwing up into a bucket Reggie had quickly provided.
Nathan grabbed Reggie's shoulders, shaking him. "WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHY DID YOU BRING US HERE?!"
Reggie took a deep breath, then played the news on the massive screen in the common room. The images of his supposed rampage left everyone stunned.
Nathan looked at Reggie, seeing the anguish in his eyes. He gave his brother a shoulder hug. "I don't care what they're saying. I know that's not you."
Charlotte hugged Reggie from behind, tears in her eyes. She'd spent enough time with him to deal to know about him hiding things during their relationship despite his secrets she trusts him. She knew this monster on the screen could never be her Reggie. "What are you going to do?" she asked softly.
Anara's voice was filled with concern as she asked, "What's the plan, Reggie?"
Reggie's face was emotionless as he looked at the screen. "Maeve did warn me about a plan Madeline and Homelander had concocted.... Well played, Homelander," he admitted grudgingly, his voice as emotionless as his domine . "But they haven't won yet. Oh no, This? This is just the beginning of the war. Prepare for hell, Vought."
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