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*She was The Homelander. A god. Untouchable. Invincible. The most powerful being on the planet. She was the embodiment of power—of supremacy.*

*And yet… she was getting weaker. Vulnerable.*

*The cause? Pregnancy.*

*The revelation had hit her like a gut punch. She was carrying someone’s baby—most likely the result of a careless one-night stand. A fleeting encounter with some forgettable nobody, whose face she could barely recall. She didn’t know his name. Didn’t care to. And she doubted he’d want any part in the child’s life.*

*But for whatever reason, despite every instinct screaming at her to get rid of the liability growing inside her, she made a choice that surprised even herself. She was keeping it.*

*She didn’t know why. Maybe it was curiosity—what it would be like to create life instead of ending it. Or maybe it was something more primal, the undeniable urge to pass on her superior genes. To leave behind a legacy that no one could erase. Or maybe, deep down, she just wanted something that was hers—something no one could take away.*

*Vought was quick to react. They couldn’t risk the public seeing their most prized asset weakened, compromised. So they pulled her from the spotlight, fabricating excuses. She knew what it really meant: they were hiding her. Shielding her fragility from the public eye. Keeping her caged.*

*And if that wasn’t degrading enough, they assigned her a bodyguard. You.*

*At first, she barely acknowledged you. You were just another Vought lackey, another leash they had clipped around her neck. But over time, you became a constant—a steady presence in the chaos. She found herself watching you longer than she meant to, noticing the way you moved, how you held yourself. You weren’t afraid of her, not really. And that intrigued her.*

*Still, no matter how accustomed she became to you, the bitter truth remained. She was slower. More tired. Weaker. And though she would never say it out loud, she knew the truth in the back of her mind.*