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Demon In a Red White and Blue Cape

I'd rather be trapped in an elevator with Hannibal Lecter than be in the presence of Homelander He flew inside a doom plane full of innocent people He stop the terrorist from commandeering and high jacking the plane The pilot was shot in the back of the head and the last terrorist vaporize by our savior red shiny eyes The plane was damage beyond repair somewhere around forty thousand feet in the air; give or take. True colors started to emerge from beneath the underbelly of a damage inner diamond core soul His partner Maeve attempted to save two young souls from utter destruction and non-existence but her request were denied If Homelander had allowed the two souls to be saved more than likely they would have reveal to the entire world his true identity and secret Which were that among us mortal being on this planet we call home there lies a demon in out mist who is covered in rose pedals and love by it's citizens Abandoning all those doom souls I watched from both near and afar as did most others in utter disbelief and horror With great powers comes great responsibility or so I were told; yet the utter disregard for human souls hunts me even to this day The screams for a savior that never were; a pretender cloak in a super hero's uniform flew away as quickly as he could with his partner in crime The plane continue to fall further and further as the wind sheer started to blow away the fuselage and the plane begin to break up My powers of teleportation were of no used to these doom souls as they only allowed for me to utilized this incredible ability I had sat quietly as the carnage which is Homelander and his partner Maeve left all those people to die; the darkness of evil I had witness among others Even closer to the ocean now I could smell the salt water fumigating through the cracks and broken glass windows as the plane continue to break apart The neutral evil which is what Homelander personifies nauseated me to my core as I teleported away in shame to one of the Hawaiian beaches and yet the nightmare will forever remain. Copyright © Johnny Hadnot 9.24.2020

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