The scientists were relieved that Homelander was finally here to save their ass from this crazy black man who's threatening them with guns and films. This is no superhero film, however, and things shall go in a much more...interesting scenario in this case.

"So...who are you again?", Homelander asked, not knowing that's the same man in the trench coat he was looking for. Shapeshifting is a fun trick when one is not at the receiving end.

"My name's Pitt, and you ain't talking your way out of this", Castiel continued with his Pulp Fiction mannerism.

Homelander collapsed on the floor laughing at the empty threat made by this brazen black man. To be fair, Homeboy didn't know any better.

"What's so funny, motherfucker? Ever had a gun to your face before? Because by the looks of it, you had blanks"

"Uhhuhuuhuhuhuhuuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh, you are a daring monkey, aren't you? Nobody's ever threatened a god-like being so brazenly like you ever did", Homelander excitedly said so.

"Uh huh, look, I don't have much time left for this..um...in the word of a friend, shit and giggle, so I'm just going to get some of your vials for what I need and I shall be on my way", Castiel said before taking a few more vials of Compound V.

Homelander was not happy with this act of heist. If one can call this a heist anyway. Lit up his eyes with crimson energy, Homelander was about to blast this arrogant, stupid fool into a ludicrous gib but once again, the mysterious man was nowhere to be seen. Knowing that he had to keep face, Homelander calmly commanded the scientists to start working as normal as Cas did not stole all of the vials. However, anyone with half a wit could tell that Homeboy was already losing it with this man. And they would be correct. Just barely a few hours later, a loud scream from the 99th floor went down, causing quite a bit of structural damages to Vought Tower. At this point, that magnificent bastard Stan Edgar ought to get busier than he already is.

Tracking down the celestial energy signal through his angelic senses, Castiel managed to find the residual element that was created by Balthazar's angelic essence in some...corner of Earth and commenced a small ritual to call his brother back into the fray. He did not have much to work with as the magic of this world is too weak for him to even access his Angel Wings, and he must be quick or Yaldaboth's gonna wipe all of Creation as the first step.

Unfortunately, Castiel's over-extravagant attempts at grandeur was not beneficial to him one bit, for the others had already caught wind of his status, powers and location. Hughie Campell and Frenchie had both managed to work out his needs for Compound V and his vague need for the original elemental force creating that serum after working out the camera footage they somehow got from Vought. Crime Analytics, for all of their incompetence, had also worked out where Castiel was gonna go to.

WILL DEAN WINCHESTER COME HERE AND EXPLAIN THIS BEHAVIOR. WHAT DID YOU DOOOOOOOOO TO OUR ANGEL?


Hearing the news of this superweapon that might have a chance at killing Homelander, Billy Butcher was elated more than ever. His laugh, even more diabolical. However, in order to travel out of the country, the Boys needed to go through illegal channels, given their criminal status and they still cannot risk Homelander's wrath after last time until they could secure the man who dared to face Homelander as an inferior.

To this end, they're going to need a fake ID, documents, lots of cash and maybe some luck to get by. With Hughie's help (Starlight's actually), they already got the cash cover. Frenchie also covered the fake documents while Butcher called in favors from old friends to get a boat out of the country. The Boys were set to do whatever they need to do, as unlikely as that sounds like.

Arriving at the mysterious location, the Boys got their jobs in order. M.M and Hughie were responsible for scouting the area in case the team needs to bail, Kumiko and Frenchie will be responsible for capturing this being by whatever it takes, while Butcher, due to his questionable sanity, will be sidelined and would only be allowed to enter the fray in case all Hell break loose (which given the track records, Butcher is going to be busy).


On the other hand, Castiel managed to track down the radioactive elemental source from Balthazar's angel grace somewhere deep in a mountain range. It should cloak him for a good few hours, but the angel should be quick on his feet. After all, Yaldaboth and those Pre-Existential abominations were still a big problem to Everything.

Castiel carefully approached the meteorite and scanned for any possible signs of his friend in this universe. He found where Balthazar was, and really, the question was not a where, but a when. Turned out, when they got sucked into Yaldaboth's wormhole, Balthazar got lost in the 20th century, allowing Frederick Vought to find that radioactive ore that eventually birthed Compound V and those superhuman beings. Well, Angels really have their way with causing major interference in human history, even if this one is kind of unexpected (plus, Cas and Balthazar are not particularly bright ones of the Host).

While unable to escape this universe, yet, Castiel realized he could still puncture the fabric of reality to access the flow of causality, thereby reversing time from a higher-dimension. No useless ritual needed now. However, per the expectation, Castiel found something blocking his view in the past. He was puncturing space-time, but this force, this Yaldaboth is just being a dick. Since he had already did what he did, Cass might as well make a message back in the past and hope Balthazar could recognize which time period his friend is in to get back. Well, Yaldaboth was making a substantial effort in blindsiding the angelic effort, but fortunately, Balthazar was anything but stupid.


5 seconds later,

"Castiel, good to see you back there", Balthazar cheerily said out of thin air, startling Cass a bit.

Castiel uttered his friend's name and gave him a quick hug. Balthazar was confused.

Looks like whatever signal Castiel made back in time, Balthazar caught it and latched through the time stream to get here.

However, Castiel realized he still have no idea how to access his wings, and so does Balthazar. Well, they are still trapped, and no, synchronizing angelic grace does not make an infinitely powerful being becomes stronger. Just then, a few smoke bombs were thrown out, much to both of the Angels' confusion. The gas and smoke were quite annoying as they could feel an itch tormenting their nose. Just then, a strange man holding a crowbar ambushes Castiel and beat him down very quickly.

Kimiko and Frenchie try to intervene because Butcher was overstepping his boundary. As expected, the crowbar was completely inefficient against an Angel of the Lord, much less than those of the First Host. Butcher knew he hit a gold mine for real this time, and decided to capture this man. Right on cue, Hughie and M.M threw whatever they can at Cass and Balthazar as distractions. Bullets, bullets, more bullets, then they throw small explosions. All for the preparation of the real deal: Novichok, which should probably work good enough to incapacitate anyone. Unfortunately, for beings of pure light, throwing a nerve agent works for incapacitation would have the same efficiency as trying to sedate light with anesthesia. Butcher did not see that coming, so he decided to go on with convincing the two weird guys to work for the Boys.


50 minutes later,

"Wait, wait, wait, so you're saying Homelander fucked your wife", Balthazar stated in an almost innocent tone, and Cass shot him a disapproving stare.

"Balthazar, was that necessary?", Cass asked in an annoyed tone.

"Well, based on this porn-star looking dude, I'm sure it is what it is", Balthazar simply replied.

"Look, are you helping us or not?", Butcher asked, growing impatient with this talk.

"William Butcher, I understand your hate and vengeance with Homelander and just about every other Supes on this planet, but we both have urgent matters to attend to", Castiel calmly explained to this lost soldier.

"What...What could possibly make two of you that fucking busy?", Butcher asked again, his rage seething at what he perceived as selfishness and unwillingness to help. Didn't help the matter was Balthazar being an annoying dick over the last 50 minutes.

"There're bunch of Supes out there, and you two refuse to do something. Now that's just selfish on your end. What if someday, a Supe come and rape your wife? What if a Supe coldly murder your close friend and you cannot do anything about that?", Butcher made the effort to convince them again, but Balthazar...

"We could just bring those guys back. No big deal. Been there done that",...interjected quickly.

Just as Butcher couldn't handle this shit anymore, Homelander's crimson vision and Stormfront's lightning welcomed their unwanted presence.

"Well, we are truly fucked!", Butcher cowered a little.

"You think", Hughie interjected