"Billy, do you still remember the day we met?" Becca gently raised her hands and stroked Butcher's cheeks.
"Of course. Outside the bar on 101st Street. I was completely shitfaced, and you suddenly stood in front of me asking if I needed help. Back then I had just come off the battlefield. My military doctor told me I had severe post-traumatic stress disorder.
But unlike ordinary patients, I wasn't afraid of the battlefield. I even enjoyed the moment a grenade exploded under my feet. Only then did I feel I was still alive. Maybe it was family reasons. I was born into a household where my father was a sadist. My younger brother couldn't endure the abuse and chose to kill himself.
I watched with my own eyes as he pointed the gun at his own head and pulled the trigger without hesitation. After the bang my mind went completely blank. Only my mother's screams brought me back. My military doctor prescribed me a pile of all kinds of medication. They almost took the place of my three daily meals.
Later I discovered alcohol worked best, so every day I drank myself unconscious, wandering every street and alley of Manhattan, hoping that one day while crossing the road I would get run over by some reckless car. That might end the pain inside me."
Butcher gazed deeply into Becca's light-golden eyes and said softly, "Until I met you, Ms. Becca. You pulled me out of that swamp of pain. From that day we started dating, started falling in love. I found I seemed to become different from before. I no longer thought about using every method to slaughter anyone around me. I gradually sank into this life.
After that it was you who persuaded my mother to divorce my father and get away from that abusive household.
I swear, I really love you. For you I am willing to do anything."
The hard-man image Butcher was known for in daily life, at some point his voice started trembling. Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Thinking about it is really beautiful." Becca wiped the tear tracks from his face. "Actually the person I love has always been you. It never changed."
"Then what about Homelander?"
"The truth of the matter is exactly as you guessed. It was a nightmare. I didn't know how to face you. Someone once said that running away is shameful but useful. I knew Homelander's power. I couldn't tell you the truth of what happened. I originally thought all the pain would be erased with time, but time brought me a piece of terrible news.
I got pregnant…"
...
On the other side.
Homelander gripped Starlight's head and kept smashing it into the wall.
Bang! Bang!!
The wall was directly smashed through. In an instant dust flew everywhere.
"Why did you betray me!" Homelander clenched his teeth and lifted the miserable Starlight up.
"Because you're a fucking piece of shit."
Starlight wanted nothing more than to spit on that hateful face of Homelander's.
"Nice answer, but I don't like it." Homelander's expression was terrifyingly dark. He used the other hand to fiercely choke Starlight's neck. While the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched, his five fingers dug deep into Starlight's snow-white skin, as if the next second he could crush her neck.
Crickle!!
The lights in the living room and even the entire villa started flickering.
Dense golden light gathered at the bottoms of Starlight's eyes, making her look like a deity. She pushed hard and two golden beams of light shot out with a roar.
However Homelander simply bathed in the golden light, completely unharmed.
And a bit of red light once again rose from the corners of his eyes, like jumping flames, twisting in the air.
"Child's play. You dare show off your party tricks in front of me." Homelander planned to use lasers to directly pierce Starlight's eyes and roast her brains at the same time.
"What a good show." Stormfront sneered with a mocking smile.
Just as Homelander's lasers were about to shoot out.
Hughie to the side suddenly raised his phone and said coldly, "Maybe if you stop now there's still time."
"I'd like to see what trick you want to pull." Homelander disdainfully carried Starlight over in front of Hughie. In his eyes Hughie and the others were just ants, ants he could crush at any time.
"You and Stormfront get the fuck back to Vought! Right now the entire U.S. government knows about the stupid shit you just did! Vought Group's reputation is about to be completely lost because of you!" Edgar's furious roar came from the phone.
At this moment Homelander was like a duck whose neck had been grabbed. His face kept shifting between green and white.
"Forgot to tell you. Just now I sent everything you did to every contact in my phone list, including Congresswoman Neuman. That means once anything happens to us, you won't be able to wash off the suspicion. I figure in another three minutes a large number of police cars will surround this place. By then…"
Hughie paused and met Homelander's eyes. "Mr. Homelander, you will be completely disgraced with no chance of ever recovering."
His words fell.
The entire room sank into a strange silence.
A moment later Starlight slid out of Homelander's hand. The instant she was free from the restraint she kept breathing rapidly. The terrifying sense of suffocation just now nearly put her on the edge of death.
"Hughie, I'll remember you. It won't be long before we meet again."
After throwing out the harsh words, Homelander's face was cold as he turned and walked outside.
Seeing the biggest threat had already left, the courage supporting Hughie's spine collapsed with a roar. He sat exhausted on the sofa, breathing heavily in big gasps.
"Well done, Hughie. I really can't imagine that the person just now was you."
Starlight was a bit shocked and at the same time found it unbelievable.
"We're safe now, right?"
"Of course."
Starlight walked up to Hughie, raised her hands to cup his face, and kissed him deeply.
Only after several seconds did they separate.
"This is your reward." Starlight smiled, then walked toward the basement. "We should tell Butcher and the others this good news. I guarantee when they hear about your performance just now they'll be completely shocked."
But when she pushed open the basement door.
The scene that unfolded before her eyes.
Made her freeze in place.
"Annie?" Seeing Starlight standing motionless in place, Hughie couldn't help walking over curiously and preparing to pat her shoulder.
However, when he saw clearly the scene happening in front of him, his entire body went blank as if struck by electricity.
Butcher was kneeling on the dark-brown wooden boards, using both hands to constantly piece together a pile of shredded flesh. His body was covered in bloodstains. Half of his pant legs had already been dyed red.
"Holy shit…" Hughie unconsciously opened his mouth wide.
He actually saw Butcher holding up Becca's facial skin and muttering to himself.
"Butcher, have you gone crazy?!"
Hearing the voice, Butcher slowly turned his head to look at Hughie. His eyes were scarlet. Any white parts had been completely occupied by blood vessels.
"I've gone crazy? Maybe."
His face was expressionless as he pressed the piece of skin still attached to flesh tissue against his chest.
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