Chapter 575: Deathly Hollows

Chapter 575: Deathly Hollows

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The night sky was a canvas painted with twinkling stars and grey clouds, a serene backdrop to the ominous events unfolding. Homelander, hovering high in the air, watched intently as the Mayor of Baltimore and his son chatted in his private jet.

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Earlier in the day, he 'overheard' a secretive conversation between the mayor and his with Madelyn Stillwell, Voughts Senior Vice President of Hero Management and the person responsible for managing the superhero team, The Seven. His laser-sharp eyes narrowed as he listened to their conversation through the bugs he planted in his bosses office.

The Mayor of Baltimore somehow knew about Compound V, the very serum that grants all superheroes their amazing abilities, a truth that had to remain buried. After all, if the public or the government learned that it was a serum, and not an act of god, that gave each hero their powers, then all hell would break loose.

A wicked grin twisted Homelander's lips as he formulated a plan to safeguard Vought's dark secret. With a menacing determination, he soared into the night, intercepting Mayor Daniels' private jet mid-flight. The unsuspecting mayor and his young son enjoyed the night sky through the jet's windows, blissfully unaware of the impending doom.

Suddenly, the young boys eyes widened as he noticed a familiar figure through the window, his excitement skyrocketing. "Daddy! Look! It's him! It's Homelander!"

And just as the Mayor saw the figure flying alongside their plane, Homelander struck with ruthless precision, bisecting the aircraft with his laser eyes. The jet burst into a fiery inferno as its two sides spiraled out of control, taking the lives of everyone on board. Their joy extinguished in an instant, replaced by the unforgiving flames of Homelander's wrath.

As the wreckage plummeted to the sea, Homelander soared upward, away from the tragic scene. The echo of the explosion lingered in the night air, a haunting reminder of the collateral damage left in his wake.

Homelander, cold and unmoved, was about to vanish into the night when his phone buzzed ominously. Retrieving the device, he answered the call from Vought, his steely gaze never leaving the descending plumes of smoke below.

"What?" Homelander demanded, his voice a low growl of annoyance.

"Sir, we have a situation. Intruders have breached the building and supposedly killed the Deep. The guards we dispatched to stop them have not returned either," a nervous Vought representative relayed urgently.

Homelander's eyes flashed with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "That smelly fish is finally dead? ...I'll handle it."

As everyone stepped into the portal, which began to close behind them, Peter glanced back just in time to catch a glimpse of Homelander floating outside the window, his glowing red gaze fixated on them. But before he could make his move, the portal snapped shut, leaving behind a bloody room full of sleeping figures and an odd-looking blue phone box.

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As Peter, MJ, and Starlight stepped out of the shimmering portal, the serene surroundings of a quiet park welcomed them. MJ, sensing the need for a private conversation, guided Starlight to a park bench, leaving Peter to wander off on his own, which he didn't mind. After all, they were probably going to talk about what the Deep did to Starlight, so a man's presence probably wasn't welcome at the moment.

Recalling the newly acquired possessions, which he looted from the last universe, Peter pondered whether or not he should take out the Deathly Hollows. 'Ehh, f•ck it...' he thought.

In a secluded corner of the park, he carefully pulled the Resurrection Stone, the Invisibility Cloak, and the Elder Wand from his storage necklace, placing them on the ground before him. Cautious not to hold all three simultaneously, he set out to examine each Hollows, one by one.

For the next half-hour, Peter delved into the magical essence of the Resurrection Stone. His scans revealed its ability to summon ghosts, who haven't moved on to the afterlife or entered the cycle of reincarnation, a power he found somewhat underwhelming. After all, ghosts could be summoned through spells as well, rendering the stone less extraordinary than he initially hoped.

Disappointed, Peter moved on to the Elder Wand, expecting grand revelations.

To his chagrin, the Elder Wand, while undoubtedly a potent magical conduit, proved only marginally superior to other wands. The whispers of its legendary status fell short of the reality Peter faced.

Last but not least, the Invisibility Cloak, touted as a tool of unparalleled concealment, brought its own set of limitations. Though it could render the wearer unseen, it left sounds and smells untouched, a potential liability, especially for someone with heightened senses like himself.

After meticulously scanning each Hollow, Peter sighed in contemplation. The tales of the three brothers and the mastery over death seemed more like folklore than a tangible reality. Picking up each Hollow one by one, he awaited a mystical revelation that never came. No ethereal embodiment of death appeared, no proclamation of mastery echoed through the quiet park.

Peter let out a sigh, 'I guess it was too good to be true...'

With a tinge of disappointment, Peter accepted that the Hollows were not the keys to the fabled mastery over death. They were potent magical artifacts, yes, but their significance fell short of the mythical narrative that he read about.

As he gathered the Hollows back into his storage necklace, Peter couldn't help pout as he made his way back across the park.

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Meanwhile, in the far reaches of the multiverse, as soon as Peter took hold of all three Hollows, a cloaked figure floating in a realm of pure darkness opened its ominous glowing eyes, "Intereting..."

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