![]() ![]() ![]() Either way, it isn’t long before you begin to hear heavy booted footsteps crunching through the underbrush. It might be seconds that pass, it might be minutes. In this state of flight, you find it impossible to gauge the passage of time. Your only hope was that the sound of the stream might mask the thunder of your heart beating in your chest. The agreement was that Homelander would not utilize his x-ray vision. You skid to a stop just beyond the hill, and then hurl yourself back against it, clamping both hands over your mouth, screwing your eyes shut as you desperately try to quiet yourself. A small hill near a babbling stream catches your eye, and though every breath you suck back makes your lungs burn, you push yourself to it, desperate for a place to hide. The dense treeline breaks into a clearing, and you run for the path of least resistance, even as your muscles scream. He may be the love of your life, but that was terrifying. There’s no thought behind it, nothing but the pure animalistic panic to escape. The glow of them is just enough to illuminate the way Homelander’s lips pull into a sharp smile. Maybe twenty feet away, two glowing red eyes cut through the black of the night, peering around until, abruptly, they lock onto you. It’s too dark to even make out his silhouette, but what you see instead turns your insides to ice. ![]() You scramble to your feet, bracing against a tree to look wildly around yourself. ![]()
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