1 Prologue

"This is called Compound V. Basically what it does is turn your child into a not so normal child after a while," a sleazy looking man told a blonde woman laying on a hospital bed, holding a child.

"What do you mean, not so normal child?" the woman questioned with a frown.

"We at Vought have been in the superhero business for long. We have mad iconic superheroes like Soldier Boy, a war hero and a favorite to almost 90% of all households in America. We decided that it might be a good idea to incorporate new heroes into our ranks and the best way to do that is to make them while they are young,"

"You mean experiment on children!" the woman snapped, angrily. The man did not stop smiling even at the accusations.

"The experiment phase has already ended, ma'am, your baby will be on no danger if he is injected with Compound V," the man explained with sickening patience. The woman frowned even more.

"So you found me because I am immigrant, don't have enough status in the American judicial system, easy to control if something goes wrong, easy to buy out without much consequence. The fact that I'm from Russia does not help me much if I am to appear in court, is this what Vought is counting on?" the woman asked, leaving the man shocked.

'How did this Commie bitch find out?' he asked himself before regaining his composure.

"I assure you, ma'am, we at Vought do not see through such thing lenses. Your baby was chosen because of his identified ability to process Compound V and possible acquire a better ability than most," the man said.

"Hmm, so Vought has every hospital all over the country testing new borns for Compound V compatibility? I am not convinced of your intentions!" she said, holding her baby closer to her.

"Ma'am, every family that is involved in this are assured to have fifty million dollars deposited into their accounts and in your case, we can add an additional green card assurance once the whole proceedings goes as planned," the man said, trying to sweeten the pot in hopes of catchjng the huge fat fly in front of him.

Vought, mostly Stan Edgar and Dr Vogelbaum, had insisted that he must make sure the baby's mother has accepted having the baby injected with Compound V.

A doctor they had planted in the hospital had showed that the baby had the perfect set of genes to synthesize the Compound V to an unknown perfection, only seen in John, their current most fascinating experiment. However, the mother of the child proved to be a problem. They had dag for information and new she was a hitman in Russia for the largest Russian Mafia there. This made them walk on eggshells around her.

"A green card for me? You expect me to believe that Vought has its claws so deep into the government it can shit out a green card any time they want?" she asked with disgust at his blatant lie.

"I assure you ma'am, the United States government will comply to such a little demand," a man said as he walked into the room. He was hispanic, owl like face with cunning eyes, Stan Edgar, the current CEO of Vought. He turned to the man from before with a frown. "You can leave now, Dennis." His tone showed he did not expect any talk back, making the man leave as quietly as he could, closing the door behind him.

"I'm impressed, Katerina, that was our best negotiator, you grilled him to a complete fool," Stan Edgar said with an impressed smile. He took a seat next to her bed.

"So I guess you are the person they send for the tough ones," Katerina said, looking relaxed but Stan Edgar knew his life was on the line here. He had to chose his words carefully or even the supe he had waiting outside would not save him.

"Call me Edgar," he said before looking at the child sleeping peacefully in her hands. "I'll be honest with you, Vought is hoping that a new age of heroes would come. The previous age was filled with heroes with God complexes that filled out HR department with headaches.

"We injected grown ups with Compound V and hoped they would be reasonable, it was out mistake. Many of them died due to their bodies rejecting the serum, with the fee that survived turning into homicidal, self righteous assholes. Butz a recent study shows that Compound V is very much compatible with children with 1% mortality rates. Further studies showed that some children have genes that could breakdown Compound V even better, turning it into a better superpower later on. Your child have those genes and that's why we want him with us, even after knowing your past."

"You know nothing of my past!" she said, her voice laced with a threat. Edgar did not flinch outwardly but she was too trained not to see his eyes narrow just slightly in worry.

"You are right, we might not know all about it, but the little bits were enough to paint a story. However, that's not why I am here. Your child, Piotr, is a perfect candidate for Compound V and we are willing to pay anything for you to accept him to be injected with it,"

'That was a threat, a hidden threat too. If I don't comply, they are going to make my life hell and with a high chance of me dying, they will take my boy and do their experiments with no worry! No, that cannot happen, I will be there to watch my boy grow up. In fact, let them do the experiment, I hope he gets a good super power, they will regret giving it to him later on!'

"You know what, fine. You can inject my boy with that Compound V thing but with a few conditions. First, the offer given by that Dennis bitch stands. Second, I will be raising my boy, not you or the company!"

"If you will allow regular visitations then we have a deal," Stan Edgar said with a smile.

"Then we have a deal," Katerina said, shaking his hand with a grin of her own. Meanwhile, the two did not realize the baby was fully conscious and could understand them too.

'Sold out for superpowers, huh? Great start, Anthony!' he thought to himself.

Author's Note

I apologize for the previous chapter, I just got this idea when watching the Boys series and wasn't ready to write it yet. Due to the backlash, I racked my brain and this came out. Also, I'm a new author so go easy on me.