Here's a new story, from an idea from a while ago!

In the City of Toronto, in a warehouse converted into a normal house. There was a man taking deep breaths as he was downing containers of some clear fluid.

The man drank several of these before taking a deep breath.

Man: Nothing to worry about... Nothing to worry about... You're the fastest thing in the world... You are speed... A-Train is the fastest person alive...

The man calling himself A-Train then got up from his bed and began getting dressed. He stepped out and stood in the light. He was a black man with short black hair and an athletic build. He wore a blue jumpsuit with white parts and armor plating.

A-Train: Pheeeew... Alright, let's do this...

A-Train suddenly sped off with a sonic boom. Speeding down the streets faster than people could see with their eyes. A-Train's didn't really seem to care where he was going, he just seemed to be running to work off whatever he had drunk.

Suddenly he hit something or rather blasted through it like a bullet train. Which snapped him out of his, he stopped to see himself covered in a red water-like substance. A-Train looked back to see a pair of feet that looked to be stuck to the road by metal plates welding to the road.

A-Train: W-What...? No... No... Not again...!

???: (echoing) History repeats itself. Doesn't it, A-Train?

A-Train turned around to see where the voice was coming from but saw nothing.

???: What will you do now, A-Train? Run to your lawyer to get you out of this mess?

A-Train: Who are-

???: You should know who I am. I'm the guy whose girlfriend you ran through like a breakaway window...

Suddenly an arm was draped over A-Train's shoulders. A-Train looked to see a young 19-year-old man with white hair, red eyes, and a lean build. He wore a black hoodie with a red inside, red hood strings, black gloves, black jeans, and black sneakers.

???: I don't think we introduce ourselves to each other, well, I know you but you don't know me. I'm Lincoln A. Loud. I'm 19 and you killed my girlfriend and got off scot-free, and I'm not too happy about that.

A-Train sped back away from The albino young man, putting his fists up for a fight.

A-Train: Listen, man, I did-

Lincoln: Oh I know you didn't mean to do it. You were running off a high from drinking down several doses of Compound V!

A-Train seemed shocked hearing the words "Compound V".

Lincoln: Oh you look shocked. Yeah, I know all about your little addiction to the Supes making drug Compound V. A drug that Vought International made to create Super-powered "Heroes". But enough focusing on the past. Instead, let's focus on the past of the so-called heroes!

Lincoln pointed at A-Train.

Lincoln: You're obsessed with remaining the fastest man in the world and a part of the Seven. Which led to extremely poor decision-making, most notably your addiction to Compound V which both resulted in severe health problems and more reckless behavior like murdering people as a human bullet train!

The albino young man then pointed to the sky.

Lincoln: Next up, is Homelander! The ultimate Boy Scout, an American treasure, a God-fearing patriot. Who is ultimately an idiot playing hero... Careless to the point of using heat vision on a gun causing it to explode. an obsessive need to be adored coupled with his consummate lack of empathy and lack of moral reservation about harming, even killing others suggests he is afflicted with Malignant Narcissism. And finally the causer of 9/11 after stupidly shooting the controls when using heat vision in a flying plane. Oh yeah, I know about that too.

Lincoln turned down and started walking away from A-Train.

Lincoln: Up next, Queen Maeve. The ultimate role model for little girls all over the world. Who's really just a pretty face who's told to punch people by the company she works for. And forced to abandon morals and people when told to.

The albino young man then held out his arms as he continued.

Lincoln: Speed Round! Black Noir, is an enigmatic soldier meant to kill anyone who threatens the public image of Vought International. Translucent, a pervert who turns invisible to sneak into women's changing rooms to sorority house showers. The Deep, is a repeated sexual predator/offender.

A-Train: Enough!

A-Train attempted to shoulder check into Lincoln but the albino young man stopped him with one hand. Lincoln then picked up A-Train by the neck, holding him off the ground.

Lincoln: Oh, you look confused. What you thought I'd walk up to a Supe, tell them, without the ability to fight back or even kill them? Hahahahahahahaha!!! Wrong!

Lincoln then slammed A-Train against the ground.

Lincoln: Kick the baby!

Lincoln then punted A-Train into a nearby building. As A-Train got up, he spat up blood.

A-Train: W-What...?

Lincoln: What? Haven't seen your own blood before?

A-Train suddenly bolted away running down the road. Looking back at Lincoln who waved him away with a smile.

*SHUNK!!!*

A-Train suddenly stopped running as soon as that sound occurred, then his head rolled off his neck. Lincoln walked over the now-dead A-Train, ducking under something, before turning back and giving whatever he ducked under and giving it a "Twang" revealing it to be a wire that was nearly impossible to see.

Lincoln: Aaaah... Killing a speedster with speed. Irony at its finest.

Lincoln then pulled out a phone and called someone.

Lincoln: Clyde. Yeah, got him. Call the others. It's time.

The albino young man started to walk away but stopped and began laughing uncontrollably without reason, he covered his face as he continued to laugh and laugh.

https://youtu.be/3Z3FTN5ZbSY

*****

Out by a women's yoga class, the women were finishing up and heading to the changing rooms. Suddenly, a man walked in. He had fair skin, hazel eyes, and brown hair wearing a gray jumpsuit with attached boots.

???: Yoga day. A classic. Time for the show!

The man's body became completely invisible and he discarded his clothing. Given what Lincoln has stated, this was Translucent, the invisible peeping tom who calls himself a "Hero". The sounds of his flat footsteps echoed through the room. The door to the changing room opened and closed soon after.

Translucent: Alright. Who's stripping down first-

Suddenly a burst of blood splashed onto him.

Translucent: Gah! What the f*ck?!

The now visible Translucent looked to see the bodies of the women mutilated to the point of being impossible to tell them apart.

???: Apologies, I normally do a cleaner job than this.

Translucent then saw a slightly tall woman with dark skin, long white hair with two strains and in a ponytail, brown eyes, and has a beautiful figure with some athleticism, DD sized breasts, perfectly shaped hips, thighs, and a shapely plump rear. She has pierced ears, was wearing a gray-ish blue sleeveless turtleneck striped shirt, a black trench coat, a black skirt, black leggings, and grayish-blue boots. She also was carrying a cane blade.

A/N: OC by omegacrow-nexus! Thanks to him.

Translucent: I don't care who you are, but don't think that being able to see me will help you, bit-

*BWAK!!!*

The woman suddenly hit Translucent in the chin, sending him tumbling into the main room. The invisible peeping tom stood as the woman stepped into the main room too.

???: My name is Ava Cross.

Translucent: Like I give a fuck, you stupid, fucking bitch. I'm invincible! You stupid motherfucker. I'm fucking Translucent! I'm indestruct- (gets hit in the nose) Gahyehg!! (gets hit in the gut) D'oh!! (gets hit in the chin) D'urgh!! (gets hit in the chin again with an upward strike) Aghk!! (smashes through a window and falls from the 6th floor of the building) AAAAAAAGH-!

Translucent laid on the ground gurgling his own blood and spit as Ava landed nearby.

Ava: How quickly bravado goes out the window when you're flat on your ass. It's pretty sad honestly.

Translucent: (tries getting up) Hurrrgh, urgh... Harrgh! (leaps to his feet) Sad YOOOOUUU-!!

Translucent's arm suddenly snaps in the opposite direction, he fell to his knees as his arm dangled broken.

Translucent: .... AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!

Suddenly another person walked by him. They were a young man with pink hair and two devices on each of the sides of his head. He has a lean build and dark pink eyes. He wears a pair of green-tinted glasses, a black vest over a white formal shirt with a pink tie, black jeans, and black formal shoes.

Ava: I had this under control Dare.

"Dare": I could sense your bloodlust from more than a mile away. You were losing yourself again.

Ava sneered until Dare handed her a Coffee Soda, which she opened and drank down soon after. Calming herself down.

Ava: Much better. Hey, Translucent, who has two broken arms and is about to die?

Translucent: You stupid bitch. (Dare raises a finger) You only broke one of my ar-

*CRACK-SNAP!!*

Dare bent his finger and Translucent's arm snapped in the wrong direction, cousin him to release a high-pitched squeal.

Dare: Your skin may be impossible to damage, but that doesn't mean your insides are the same way.

Dare raises his hand and Translucent starts floating off the ground.

Dare: You and your impervious skin still bend like normal skin. Meaning blunt force and bone-breaking via forceful bending is still an option.

Dare then folded his fingers over his palm with his thumb still out. Translucent began bending backward and continued to bend backward beyond the normal amount. He screamed as his bones cracked from the pressure of his back bending, flailing his arms around to try and hit whatever was holding him but it was futile. In the end, Translucent's spine snapped from being forcibly folded like paper. The two were gone, vanished without a trace.

*****

Out on a beach, a film crew was working on a beach-side set with stuff for an advertisement for Crane Crawford Kirei Shoyu. Standing there was a man with a shaved head and a swimmer's body. Wearing an asking tight green and yellow suit with a fish scale pattern and yellow fish-styled gloves.

???: I am The Deep. The beautiful ocean is my favorite!

The Deep gave a thumbs up to the camera.

Director: Cut!

The Deep: Come on! What was wrong that time?!

Director: Your delivery was a bit weak there. Let's take lunch and rehearse the lines again.

The Deep rolled his eyes before going to his chair and reading the one page that was the script. Then he felt a sudden pain in his head, causing him to drop the script.

Director: What's wrong?

The Deep: I think something happened in the ocean, I just felt a bunch of fish die, like they were boiled alive...

Director: Well, regardless, try not to let the death so some fish get-

*FOOOOMMM!!!*

The director suddenly burst into flames. The staff screamed before the others began suddenly igniting. The Deep scrambled away from the

???: Wow... You're lucky.

The Deep looked to see two figures approaching him.

A 6 ft tall woman with glowing fiery skin, yellow-orange eyes, flaming long waist-length hair, hand & foot claws and has a well endowed graceful figure with E sized breasts, perfectly shaped hips, and a large rear end. She was wearing a glowing, fiery bodysuit with a molten collar that exposed the center of her cleavage, a curled styled belt, a fancy jacket, wristbands, and carried a molten-looking umbrella.

A 10 ft 7 tall humanoid, hulking man with light brown tree bark skin, mini branches of leaves and roots, hollow eyes, claws, and stump-like feet. He was wearing suspenders, a light purple plaid shirt wrapped around his waist, and dark blue pants. Carrying a massive wooden keg.

Flame Woman: You didn't have a lot of fat for me to ignite.

Tree Man: Try to make this quick, Cyra. (begins chugging from his keg)

The Deep ran for the sea but he quickly realized that the water wasn't safe either, it was boiling like a hot pot, fish floated to the surface, all dead.

The Deep: (thinking) Is that fire bitch causing this?! How hot is she?! And why isn't that tree guy burning from standing so close to her?!

"Cyra": Kay, Abe. Can't believe I get stuck with this sham of a hero.

"Abe": I mean, you're not wrong. (continues chugging)

Cyra: Can you put that down when we're on missions?

Abe lowers the keg to look at Cyra, before continuing to drink from it.

The Deep: Sham? I think you've gotten something mistaken Hottie, I am th-

Cyra suddenly waved her hands and The Deep was instantly turned into a charred skeleton.

Cyra: (serious) Never call me "Hottie"...

Abe: He can't hear you, he's dead.

Cyra: I hope he hears me in hell!

Abe: Wasn't that word one of the ones that your slaver-

Abe was then hit in the face with a fireball, but the flames died out on his bark skin.

Cyra: Not another word Abe, I don't like thinking about those people... (Cyra sees Abe continuing to drink) Pay attention when someone's talking to you!!

*****

Out in the city, a woman was exploring an old multistory building. She was a brown-haired, fair-skinned woman in a sort of "Amazon Princess" outfit.

This was Queen Maeve, a heroine to girls but a bystander to the crimes her colleagues have committed.

Queen Maeve: I'm sure this is the place. The homeless people disappearing must be here. I will save them... Ugh, those cheesy hero lines are really getting old to say.

???: (beautiful female voice) ♪Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum♪

Queen Maeve immediately upon hearing the voice, wasn't sure where it was coming from due to the echoing and that she was at a cross hallway with 4 different hallways.

???: ♪Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum♪♪Mr. Sandman. Bring me a dream.♪ ♪Make him the cutest that I've ever seen♪

Queen Maeve watched the 4 hallways as the sound of footsteps was joined in.

???:♪Give him two lips, like roses and clover♪

Queen Maeve then saw a figure coming her way, dragging a man in dirty rags behind them.

???: ♪Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over...♪

The figure then revealed themselves. It was a  9'6" tall woman with grayish yet flawless pale skin, violet red eyes, slightly sharp fangs, very long black hair, and has a beautiful curvaceous figure with overly large F-sized breasts, slightly wide hips, and a large plump rear. She was wearing a white and dark gray sun hat, a sleeveless white and dark gray dress, and heel shoes.

???: Hello... friend.

Queen Maeve: Who are-

The strange woman suddenly stabbed the homeless man with her claws. And the sound of drinking came from them as the veins on her hands grew slightly like a straw. The man's skin began to slowly turn pale and shriveled up more and more.

???: Sorry, what? I was hungry.

Queen Maeve: Stop!!

???: Why would I stop? I just started.

Queen Maeve lunged at the woman, punching her in the gut, but it had no effect. Leaving Queen Maeve confused, she continued to punch away, doing... Jack all to the woman... The woman then dropped the man, removing her claws, but the man didn't flee, it just flopped against the ground like an airless balloon.

???: Much better, couldn't think on an empty stomach,  I should introduce myself. (Queen Maeve starts using kicks but still no effect) I am Esmerelda Mirnichich Ebonfire the 203th. (Queen Maeve uses a full combo of attacks but it had no damage) And I-

Queen Maeve then landed a high kick to Esmerelda's head but she didn't even budge.

Esmerelda: Am here to kill you.

Queen Maeve was then hit in the gut by an immensely fast punch. She rolled through several walls.

Esmerelda: Come now, don't tell me this is all you've got.

Queen Maeve got up and immediately lunged at the woman and continued her assault but had no effect. Esmerelda picked up Queen Maeve by her head as she continued her futile effort to harm Esmerelda.

Queen Maeve: (straining) What are you...?

Esmerelda: I'm an Immortal Vampire. And you're dead.

With one swift motion, Queen Maeve's neck was snapped like a twig. Resulting in instant death.

****

It was nighttime in the city. And a man in full black armor suit was running across the rooftops. 

This was Black Noir, a hero by name, and assassin by his job. Killer of anyone who knew of the dark secrets of Vought International.

Black Noir's Earpiece: Black Noir, someone has been hacking our computers. We've located their location. Take care of them!

Black Noir made an agreeing grunt before continuing onward. When he got to the location he found two men playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.

The first man was a 6 ft 7 tall man with light-ish tan skin, slightly short & spiky blonde hair slicked back, very ominous & intimidating red & black eyes, and has a strong and well built athletic figure. He was wearing a black v-neck shirt with long sleeves which cover his horrific scars of combat, dark blue jeans, and black & dark blue shoes.

The second was a slightly tall man with his identity unknown, a very athletic figure and he wears a menacing skull-like mask, lightweight yet strong durable armored skeletal like a bodysuit, gloves, kneepads, and armored boots.

The intimidating man throws Rock while the skeleton-dressed man throws Paper.

Intimidating Man: Damn!

The skeleton-dressed man simply made a laughing motion but made no noise.

Intimidating Man: I swear Skull Dread, I'm gonna win one of these times...

"Skull Dread" made a dismissive motion.

Intimidating Man: Don't you, "Oh, Drew" Me! Anyway-

Both Drew and Skull Dread caught a knife thrown at them by Black Noir.

Drew: He's yours.

Skull Dread stood and approached knocking away more thrown knives before taking a stance to signal a challenge to the death. Black Noir was silent before taking a stance of his own. Drew walked into a position to the side of the middle of the two.

Drew: Hajime!

Skull Dread and Black Noir rush each other, they throw basic punches colliding. Skull Dread quickly overpowers Black Noir and uppercuts him before kicking Black Noir to a wall, Skull Dread goes for another hit but Black Noir dodges before hitting Skull Dread several times, Skull Dread catches a punch and throws Black Noir into a corner before kicking him in the gut and then choke slamming Black Noir into the ground.

They jump back at each other with their fists still up in the air, ready for more. Black Noir throws a punch but Skull Dread dodges and pulls at a string on Black Noir's arm. Black Noir pulls back as they try to pull. Skull Dread lets go and Black Noir stumbles back, Skull Dread quickly grabs Black Noir from behind before thrusting backward hitting Skull Dread's head against the ground.

Skull Dread grabs the legs of Black Noir and starts to swing him around before throwing him into the corner, pulling out one of his knives, and going to slice at Black Noir who dodges as Skull Dread cuts off the entire corner, Black Noir punches Skull Dread from the side. But the punch was

Skull Dread plants his foot on the ground then swings at Black Noir who jumps back, Black Noir hits Skull Dread several times with a few hits being countered by a couple of slashes before dodging a few more strikes from Skull Dread before kicking Black Noir back, Black Noir and Skull Dread stair each other down before Skull Dread jumps at his foe going for a kick, Black Noir blocks and is launched back into a wall.

Skull Dread slowly approached Black Noir and threw a punch, but stopped just before he landed the hit. Skull Dread turned his fist upwards and reveals a powder in his hand. He blew it into Black Noir's face and he immediately begin coughing, soon after he began wheezing and going into anaphylactic shock.

Drew: (thinking) Black Noir has a severe allergy to Tree Nuts, and the high concentrated tree nut powder Skull Dread used is just overkill. Causing immediate symptoms. But that's not what Skull Dread is after.

Skull Dread then grabbed Black Noir and put him in a Front Neck-Lock. Leaning backward while holding him up. 

A/N: Like this ^.

Black Noir flailed his legs and grabbed Skull Dread's arm in hopes to break free, but his allergic reaction was keeping him from actually breaking free.

Drew: (grinning, thinking) Healing factors are good and all, but there are ways around them. Like cutting off the flow of air to the brain. Even with the best healing factor, it can't make air, you still need to breathe like everyone else. Strangling or drowning is still a death sentence for anyone, healing factor or not.

After a few minutes, Black Noir went limp, his legs stopped moving and his hands released his grip.

Drew: Yame!

Skull Dread then released Black Noir and let him flop to the ground. Skull Dread made a victory pose.

Drew: Yeah, yeah, you won. Let's go, I don't want Daisy chewing me out again.

Skull Dread made a confused head tilt.

Drew: Cause that woman is impossible to argue with!!

Skull Dread made a confirming motion then made a silent laughing motion.

Drew: I Do Not Loss Every Argument With Her!

*****

In a building on a mountainside, Drew and Skull Dread stepped inside dragging the corpse of Black Noir. Inside was Esmerelda with Queen Maeve's snapped neck corpse, Cyra and Abe with The Deep's charred corpse, and Ava and Dare with Translucent's broken corpse. And on top of a balcony was Lincoln, rolling A-Train's severed head in a bag on the floor like a soccer ball.

Lincoln: And with that, The Seven have been reduced to one.

Abe: Why call themselves the Seven when there were only 6?

Skull Dread made several pointing and chopping motions before giving a shrug.

Abe: ..... Can someone translate that?

Drew: He said, "They were planning to hold an announcement about recruiting new heroes."

Abe: Then just say that...

Skull Dread made more pointing motions.

Drew: He said, "They were looking for a candidate for Lamplighter's Replacement."

Abe: Then just say that!

Ava: Wait, who?

Dare: Lamplighter is a hero that controlled fire, but he died after lighting himself on fire.

Cyra: A flame user that can't take the heat. Now I've heard everything.

Esmerelda: It's rarer than anything if the weakest of flame users have at least some level of resistance to fire.

Drew: (Looking around) Where are the others?

Lincoln: Helping Clyde and Stell set up something. As soon as they're done. We continue our plan. The stage, The Death of Homelander and Vought International, The Destruction of Toronto, the reveal of The Loud Boys, and I really need to think of shorter titles.

Upon hearing that the group Lincoln had gathered smiled.

The Next Day...

A woman and her dog were walking down the street next to a building with "Vought International" on the front. She stopped when she saw something in front of the doors. It was the courses of the heroes, set up like a display for everyone to see. The woman screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight.

To Be Continued...

That's all for this part, tell me what you think, any ideas for the story would be greatly appreciated! Bye for now!