The news was.. shocking. That was one word for it. The downfall of Vought, would be another phrase to put it nicely.

No one suspected it, all of America exploded at the news of this 'Compound V'. It was plastered over every TV screen, every news channel and media page. Almost everyone was buzzing about this new information, the responses was, well mixed. Shock, disgust, views and fans definitely dropped since the mystery person revealed this.. news. The fact that these supes were not chosen by god, but fucked up experiments at the hands on of a superficial company.

Inside the The Seven meeting room, it was too quiet. The sound of the tvs buzzing in the background, the news playing on repeat almost like an awful mantra. The Seven all sat in silence the tension was thick almost to the point it could choke you.

You, on the other hand sat in your office- well, your office for now. You were a simple assistant to Madelyn Stilwell.

She was out, with Mr Edgar himself, trying to fix this little issue while you took over her spot until she came back. Today was pouring buckets, dark clouds loomed across the sky, covering the sun in a thick blanket. Thunder rumbled in the sky, almost shaking the building, the flashes of lightening crackled through the clouds as rain spat and poured down onto the streets of New York. A dark and gloomy day, too match the news.