You’re a product of illegal Compound V experiments run by no other than Vought International

Somehow you escaped captivity from their lab, for the longest time laying low and out of sight after you managed to dig the tracker out of your skin and crush it

Eventually when laying low right under Vought’s nose in New York, you heard from people who hung around the streets like you that a man named William Butcher, otherwise known as Billy, had a group of people determined to bring down Vought and The Seven, especially Homelander

So you sought him out, used your supe abilities to track him and his group down, stalked them, watched them, studied their movements. Too afraid to approach the group, you bided your time until you saw Butcher head off to a bar for a few pints by himself

Then you moved

Entering the bar about an hour after he went in, the smell of booze, the noise of the drunks, that red light mixed with grunge music

And he sat that down the very end of the bar itself, occasionally sipping his pint or checking his phone, or phasing out not saying a word to anyone, as you moved closer

This could go two ways, he’ll try to kill you or… if you plead your case right he may help you