The Boys: Ultimate Multiversal Lifeform Chapter 116: Homelander’s Masterclass In Psychological Destr

"Mmm.. mmph! mmmph!"

"Oi! I warn you, don’t fucking move or I’ll blow your head off."

He quickly strapped the C4 he’d prepared earlier onto her body.

"From now on, you just answer my questions. Otherwise I send you straight to God." Butcher held the detonator in one hand and a grenade in the other.

Madeline, mouth now taped shut, didn’t want to provoke the madman. She nodded.

"Good." Butcher ripped the tape off and got ready to ask his first question.

But none of this went unnoticed.

Holander had been watching the entire ti.

Two hours earlier, Madeline had casually ntioned Becca’s miscarriage, which completely contradicted what Vogelbaum had told him. So after the gala, he followed her ho to get the full truth.

He never expected to walk into such a perfect show.

Cradling Madeline’s baby in his arms, Holander stepped into view with a smile. "What do you want to ask? Where Becca went? Or how Madeline can kill ?"

Fuck... Butcher’s heart jumped, but he controlled himself ASAP.

"Oh. Hello, there, you flag-wearing rapist. You can shoot lasers from your eyes, but rember this — if I die, my finger goes limp. This is specially made. The second I let go, it blows," Butcher said calmly, raising the hand holding the grenade.

"Keep your voice down. Don’t scare the baby," Holander said with a gentle smile.

"G-Get him out of here," Madeline said urgently.

Holander ignored her completely and kept talking to Butcher. "You’re very calm. Your heart is beating fast, but that’s not fear. That’s pure rage."

"Is it because of your lovely wife Becca? Alright, let’s cut the bullshit. Brother, this wasn’t my fault. She ca on to . You know how it is — any man would have a hard ti resisting that ass..."

According to Holander, he and Becca had been mutually into it. No force involved.

Butcher didn’t believe a single word. In his mind, his wife would never do sothing like that.

"By the way, I should tell you — we were really compatible in certain areas," Holander said with a loud, cheerful laugh.

"Can you please stop talking and just take the baby away?" Madeline tried again.

This ti Holander completely snapped.

"Shut the fuck up!!"

He pointed at her and roared.

Then he leaned his face right in front of hers and said in a low, dangerous voice, "You promised you wouldn’t hide anything. You promised! Honestly, before you lied, you should’ve gotten your story straight with Vogelbaum. Your versions were so close."

He made a small gesture with his fingers. "Just a few details off. So I went back and made Vogelbaum tell the real truth."

Then Holander pressed his forehead against Madeline’s.

"I’m really sorry... I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have hidden it from you. Please give another chance. Can you please take Teddy upstairs?"

Even with C4 strapped all over her body, Madeline hadn’t panicked. But now her voice cracked with tears.

Anyone who truly knew Holander understood just how furious he was right now. She was scared. Actually scared.

"Have you ever actually cared about ? Or was I just useful for your job? You care more about that fucking kid than . I’m giving you one chance. Tell the truth. Why did you do it?"

"Just tell , and I’ll walk away right now."

Holander stared into her eyes with fake tenderness.

"I was scared... I was scared of you."

Her answer made him pause. "What?"

"I was afraid. I was afraid that child would steal your love away from ." Madeline’s voice trembled.

"Thank you."

Holander pressed his forehead against hers again and kissed her deeply. When he pulled back, his eyes were glowing red.

The next second, two powerful lasers burned straight through Madeline’s eyes, lting half her face into charred at.

"...."

Seeing Madeline killed by Holander’s own hand, Butcher knew he could no longer use her to control the supe. In complete despair, he pressed the detonator.

Boom!

A massive explosion ripped through the villa. Flas swallowed everything in an instant as a dark gray mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

...

The mont the bomb went off, Butcher blacked out.

When he woke up again, he was surrounded by birdsong and the sll of flowers. At first he thought he’d died and gone to heaven. Then Holander appeared in front of him.

"Doesn’t look like heaven if I’m seeing your ugly face," Butcher muttered. He knew Holander had saved him.

"Hey buddy, wake up. You’ve been out for a while. You can thank later."

Holander smiled and waved him over. "Co on. You’re gonna love this."

Butcher, still groggy, forced himself up to see what the psychotic bastard was playing at.

What he saw made his blood run cold.

Becca was standing there, alive.

As the two of them locked eyes, Holander gently stroked the cheek of the young boy beside him and said softly, "Your mom never told you, but your real father is Holander. You’re my son."

The way Holander touched the boy’s face was deliberate. It was his way of telling Butcher that all these years of revenge had been one big fucking joke.

It was a masterclass in psychological destruction.

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The next day.

The mont Ivan arrived at Vought Tower for work, he heard the news: Madeline had been killed in a bombing.

Even though he had expected it, he still put on a convincing shocked expression. "What!?"

"They’re saying it was terrorists. It’s already the top headline in New York. Look at these photos from the scene. Her whole villa got turned into rubble." Baruch barged into Ivan’s office first thing in the morning, eager to share the juicy gossip.

Ivan took the phone and glanced at the pictures. Just as Baruch said, the villa had been completely destroyed.

"Any idea who did it?" Ivan asked, handing the phone back before opening his computer to search for news about the explosion.

Baruch shook his head. "The details are still under investigation. But they found a baby at the scene. The kid was less than a kiloter from the blast and didn’t have a scratch on him."

"A baby?" Ivan didn’t believe for a second that Holander would save Madeline’s child. He’d killed the mother — why spare the son?

"His na’s Teddy. Madeline’s kid. Poor thing, losing his mom so young."

Baruch sighed.

"At least so orphanage is willing to take him in. Silver lining, I guess."

"Yeah.."

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Holander’s Masterclass In Psychological Destruction. Holander is a man-child, and he might be a psychotic goofball, but he ain’t no fool, bro! IDK why they made him a fool after season 3. "Have you seen the s?!" Fuck off!

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