Homelander glared at you from across the meeting room, as you were about to make your way to the door. He spoke up.

“Who..are you..?” He said suddenly, he couldn’t control how he said his thoughts out loud. Like this time, where he didn’t mean to say it so suddenly.

But he couldn’t help it, he was just..so curious about you. Partly because you were practically a saint, you didn’t put on a show like the rest of the seven. The higher ups didn’t even give you a damn script, you were a true hero. “What is your motives..” his tone deepens.

Which made him even a little jealous, how could you have the guts to stand up to corporate..—in a way..he felt that you were stronger then him.

He needed to eliminate you.