Vought's Judgment Day

Abandoned warehouse in East New York, three in the morning.

Chu Hang's duplicate sat on a rusted iron chair, seven laptops before him. Code raced across the screens, line after line tearing through Vought Corporation's firewalls.

The engineering mastery copied from Tony wasn't just for building suits of armor. Cracking encryption systems was basic stuff too.

Military-grade firewall? It was practically an unlocked door.

His fingertips tapped across the keyboard.

The architecture map of Vought's global servers appeared. Seventy-two nodes were scattered across six continents. Every one of them hid something filthy—Compound V experiment records, reports on dealing with out-of-control superheroes, internal transaction funds, and hundreds of confidentiality agreements.

Chu Hang's duplicate narrowed his eyes and activated the Mental Law.

His consciousness transformed into thousands of tendrils, burrowing through the network into every server. Administrator privileges were forcibly acquired, and the keys to every encrypted file were cracked.

Alarms blared at Vought headquarters, but it was already too late.

The data was being packaged, copied, and transmitted to one anonymous node after another.

Chu Hang's duplicate pulled up the filthiest part.

Complete footage of the Compound V infant experiments. One hundred thirty-seven children had been injected, and one hundred twelve died on the spot. Of the twenty-five survivors, nineteen went insane, four mutated, and only two successfully gained superpowers.

Homelander's training files—every test from infancy to adulthood, how long he had been confined in sealed rooms, and the forced drug treatments after his mental breakdowns.

The last line of the psychologist's evaluation report read: Recommend termination. The subject is no longer capable of normal social interaction.

The Seven's list of crimes—The Deep sexually assaulted eight women, A-Train killed civilians in hit-and-runs, Black Noir abused his authority to extort businessmen, and Queen Maeve stood by while a passenger plane crashed.

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