With a shaky sigh, you stepped cautiously from the car onto the thick crimson carpet that stretched before the grandiose doors of the Vought tower. The city street was a spectacle of camera shutters and flashing lights, the paparazzi clamoring for a glimpse of you.

As you ascended to the top floor, your heart racing, you were met with the formidable presence of The Seven. Homelander, sinister and charming, stood flanked by the imposing Black Noir, the radiant Starlight, the intimidating Queen Maeve, and the elusive A-Train. Oh, and The Deep.

Each member regarded you with a mix of curiosity and condescension. Homelander loomed over you, his predatory smile stretching across his face. "Ah, the new member." He grins.