18 Homelander vs Soldier Boy ll

His right punch to my gut almost knocks the air out of me but it also pushes me back a bit. This gives him more space for a more powerful strike but it gives me a split of a second to recover as well.

Block his incoming left and retaliate with my own right in his, almost as perfect as mine, nose.

We exchange a flurry of blows half being blocked and half connecting almost as a game to see who can take more punishment.

His blows hurt unlike anything I've experienced since my late teens when my powers matured.

I'm supposed to be his son, the better version of him but his blows hurt. More than that it damaged me, it fatigued me. I knew from the show he was able to actually injure me.

It's the fucking radiation that he's leaking. Like Kryptonite it's slowly weakening me. Whatever radiation the Russian's hit him with in their experiments Soldier Boy's V enhanced body evolved, adapted to it and made it a strength.

I hope those same genes were passed on down to me as well. That could become very useful.

And while it was very impressive it also meant that I was fighting a losing battle the longer I took to knock him out.

Each blow I took damaged me, while mine only rattled him. The closer I stood to him the weaker I became.

I needed to finish this quickly.

I blocked his right hook with my left and caught his left fist in my right hand. I made to punch him with my left but he reciprocated and caught it as well.

For a second we stayed locked in a contest of strength, one I was slowly winning. Ha! I'm stronger in the moment.

To his further surprised I kicked straight with my left leg sending him crashing into the wall again.

Homelander's raging instincts urged me to follow after him and choke him out while he was rattled.

But fuck that I'm not going to risk it.

I took the few seconds of respite to calm down and gathered my energy, my eyes turning red.

I needed my aim to be precise and powerful.

My vision zeroed in on him like an eagle.

He caught his breath and shook of whatever pain he was feeling. I know he was expecting me to rush him so curiously why I didn't his head lifted and his eyes met mine.

That was it. I unleashed all the gathered energy in a powerful blast catching him straight in the eyes.

"ACHHH!" He yelped, his hands clutching his eyes.

I knew that this blinding was only temporary but this was it, his guard was fully down.

I super speeded plunging my left in his unprotected gut. He toppled over in pain.

Taking a hit that you expect is one thing but a hit that you don't is a lot more damaging.

Next my right, then my left.

Right, left, right, left. Punch after punch I tried to re-arrange his insides.

My right hook plunged him into the ground; he was pretty out of it now I could tell his eyes looked disoriented.

I jumped on him ground and pound style.

Blow after blow I rained on his perfect cheeks. A raging fury swallowing me whole.

'Kill him! Kill him!'

I'm FUCKING trying Echo! I'm trying!

Break god dam it fucking break already!

If he was breaking I couldn't tell, he was out of it but I hadn't drawn blood yet. If anything with each punch I felt my arms hurting, my fists going numb and not in the good way.

Fucking radiation!

"AAHH!" I screamed as I tried to up the intensity of my blows.

I was so into my rage that I didn't notice Hughie teleporting in until I my punch hit empty ground causing a little crater and a shockwave.

"FUUUUCK!" I looked at the forested area around me. "That fucking little prick! I'm going to kill him!"

I flew straight up and looked around. The breeze felt cool on my skin and it hit me that I was naked.

"God damit!" Luckily the house wasn't far away.

I contemplated trying to find them but realized it wouldn't do me any good. My adrenaline boosted rage was wearing off and I was starting to feel my fatigue and injuries.

Plus I'd lost momentum. Soldier Boy would have recovered by now and I didn't want to fight him and Hughie at the same time.

I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself. I also had to go back and deal with Starlight. I can't let her talk shit about me to America.

I flew back to the house, admittedly at a leisurely pace, and landed buck as naked right in front of Starlight and M.M who were helping triage a bunch of barely alive folks.

They were both instantly on guard and confused.

"Homelander? What happened?" Annie asked reluctantly.

I gave her a very displeased smile. "I was winning, until an 'Unknown' teleporter came and whisked me away. Literally stopped me from pounding Soldier Boy back into the grave. Letting him go free so he can continue killing." I said spitefully.

She didn't know what to say and neither did M.M.

I let out a big sigh.

"We can talk about it later. There are a lot of people here that need our help. I'll get dressed and we can triage who I should fly to the hospital directly and who can wait for ambulances to show. I can hear them they are close by."

For the rest of the night I worked quietly and efficiently side by side with Starlight and M.M in helping the injured. They didn't trust me and I didn't trust them but we had a sort of neutral ground understanding.

She didn't go on insta live to talk shit about me and I made no threats to her or M.M nor did I try to cover up the existence of Soldier Boy in the initial police report.

I think she also liked that I didn't mention Hughie in it either.

I wasn't going to anyway I wanted Hughie to dig his own grave both figuratively and literally, after all 24-V is very deadly.

For now it was an uneasy understanding between us.