Misery Loves Company (Starter for Homelander)

[quitethereverse]

Skidding to a stop in a residential area, Eobard checks a device to confirm the current date. "Right on target." He said as he looks to see a group of bewildered thugs hanging out nearby. A cruel smirk crosses his lips as he starts to walk towards them, causing the men to attempt to flee.

"Heh. Time to cause some trouble. Hopefully they'll send him after me." He says, disappearing in a bolt of electricity as he gives chase to the thugs.

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[quitethereverse]

Suddenly, a large gust of wind disrupts the photo op. A yellow streak moves through the streets and up a large building, surely taking the attention of nearby civilians.

A man in a yellow suit stands on top of the building, pointing his arms towards another and clapping his hands together. The resulting soundwave destroys the windows of the adjacent building, causing a panic!

[voughtpride]

Whipping around at the commotion, his cape billowed as he moved in front of the children with a scowl. Spotting the figure in yellow and flying off toward them as people screamed and began to flee below them.

There wasn't enough time to get them help, not that he really cared.

[quitethereverse]

"Hahaha! Come out and play, Barry!" Eobard bellowed, sending another soundwave towards a different building. Surely, this would get his attention!

However, he spots a caped figure flying towards him. Superman? No... This was someone else. With a slight scowl, he breaks into a run, speeding down the building to the main road.

[voughtpride]

Homelander followed him, his eyes aglow as he fired several short bursts of crimson beams, only hitting the afterimage of where this man in yellow was moments ago.

"Fucker-"

[quitethereverse]

The lasers narrowly miss as he dodges, turning his head to look up at his pursuer and raising a middle finger.

"Try a little harder, Boy Scout!"

[voughtpride]

Flying right toward the man with a burst of speed, firing another burst of lasers from his eyes at where he hoped to trip the speedster up ahead

[quitethereverse]

The few few lasers are dodged with ease, but he gets tripped up by the last shot. Eobard tumbles at a breakneck speed into a wall, causing it to collapse on top of him.

Slowly climbing from the debris, red irises glow as he grits his teeth. "I already hate this guy..."