𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

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𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

Sorry, she has been… Out of commission.

Don’t ask questions. She’s here now.

Maybe not her cheery self, but give her a day.

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“Then why are we even arguing about this? Huh?” She exclaimed, practically waving her arms.

Only to freeze halfway through her almost theatrical act, dropping her hands to her side.

“You have…” A deep breath. “I am sorry to hear.”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“I ain’t askin’ anyone else t’ do 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏’.. it’s my 𝒋𝒐𝒃 t’ finish the cunt. ‘Cause I’m the only one who ‘as the 𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 t’ do it.”

He huffed quietly. “Cancer or 𝒏𝒐 fuckin’ cancer.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

— That is not something I willingly ignore.” Something about her expression dropped— Something she quickly covered up.

“I am sorry something that bad happened. But I am not capable of doing anything about it.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“You would be surprised how well Vought sweeps things under a giant, very expensive rug.” She has tried— But she has her own physical limitations.

The tiny, pin sized device under her skin practically burning.

“But judging from your reaction, I can guess. And trust me… —

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“Well, yer ain’t done a 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 job if yer don’t 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 wot ‘e’s done. ‘Ave ya?” Yeah, that was full accusatory tone now.

“Or maybe ya 𝒅𝒐 know an’ it don’t register as a matter of 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, eh? People neva 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 that it fuckin’ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 when it didn’t ‘appen t’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 or t’ someone they know. Like the victims are just 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 people who can just 𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒆 into obscurity..”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

And she wasn’t invited?

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

— sure. But I am not blind. I have done my research.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

There it was— Faintest twitch of her lips, even if she did seem like she quit listening minutes ago. She could respect honesty, at least.

“Probably.” She shrugged, forcing her gaze back up towards him. “I am under no illusion about what he is, Butcher. I do not know specifics,—

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“That’s one ov the 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 between ‘im an’ me.. I 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 I ain’t a good person. I don’t 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 like I am.” He tilts his head then, eyes squinting at the edges as he stares at her.

“So, bit ov a spoiler alert, luv.. I couldn’t giv two 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 ‘bout anyone thinkin’ I’m a 𝒃𝒂𝒅 person. Whereas, I’d 𝒘𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓 ‘e would ‘ave a little cry ‘bout 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 thinkin’ ‘e’s 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏’ less than an ‘ero.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

— expect me to be able to accurately guess who the bad guy is between you two.

I am good at reading people, and from what I am seeing? You are both not great people.”

Which is fine, she wasn’t one to judge. She had enough blood on her hands to leave her unable to.

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

Hands held up in surrender— Though there was a flicker of recognition, or something close to it, behind her eyes before they shifted away.

“Okay.” She said simply, slowly nodding her head, as fingers had already found a distraction with some random trinket.

“But do not —

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“Well, yer can 𝒂𝒔𝒌 all ya want, luv. Don’t mean I’m 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏’ yer shite.”

He didn’t care to share with people he didn’t 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕. So unless that happened by some 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆, he was staying quiet.

“It’s between ‘im and me. It’s 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍. Very fuckin’ personal.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

Munching.

On something owned by the reader.

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“I am asking you.”

At least she was that honest— Two sides to every story and all.

“You seem to be the one who is the most pissed off out of the two of you.” She shrugged— As if Homelander had been stable lately. “What happened?”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“A lot ov ‘ard ons fer murder that are 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅, luv..”

Casting a sideways glance at her. “Why don’t cha ask ‘im 𝒘𝒐𝒕 the deal is, eh? I’m 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 ‘e’ll love t’ tell yer that ‘appy little tale..”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

An exaggerated sigh—.

“Сукин сын.” [Son of a bitch.] Muttered under her breath.

“Okay, I will bite. What the fuck is wrong with the two of you? Cause from where I am standing, there is a lot of hard ons for murder going around.”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“I couldn’t giv a toss, luv.

Anyone who willingly spends time wiv that..” His words just trail off into a frustrated 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒍.

“Yer spend time wiv ‘im, ov yer own accord? I don’t want yer 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓 me. ‘Specially when I ain’t got 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 wiv ya.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“I am friends with everyone.

Look… I do not care about… Who is good, who is bad. I am… Physically incapable of doing so.”

Literally. Long story. Which she also can’t talk about.

“I am not a part of whatever you two have going on.”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“..yer friends wiv that 𝒄𝒖𝒏𝒕?”

That’s all he heard because, fuck right off. No wonder he immediately 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 her.

“Yeah, you can kindly fuck off then. Yer banned from killin’ me too.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“I was going to say Blondie is my friend, because apparently he has better taste than you.

But… Doppelgängers? There is more of you?”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“Right, well.. there 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 be a few people who come after ya..

My girl, Homelander, a vampire hybrid, me bruvva, a couple ov doppelgängers..

But 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 that, right? Yer like a 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, don’t cha?”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

——

[Ienka @ankyhaidy]

(making conversation) what have you been lying to me about

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

——

[꩜ @adorewordss]

i have never fully recovered from the fact that i exist

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“You did not want to be my friend. I only do favors for friends.”

Is she smiling? Yes. Yes she is.

“Fine. I will do it. But if anyone comes after me because of this, I want it on record that you asked for it.”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“I ain’t 𝒑𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏’ anyone anythin’..

Yer can always 𝒂𝒔𝒌 the missus. She 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 pay yer.”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“I have rent to pay.”

A small shrug— Like she was just going to let him shoot her. Please.

“And if you die, I have one less place to raid for food. Which means I have to buy it. Which means I need money.

So, how much?”

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“Can’t ya do it as a 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓 fer me lettin’ ya break into my place an’ 𝒏𝒐𝒕 shootin’ yer?”

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

“… How much?”

She’ll consider it.

Under the table kind of pay, though.

[𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. | Sᴜᴘᴇʀ Cᴀɴᴄᴇʀ @ManOfNcMercy]

“So.. Anyone wanna 𝒐𝒇𝒇 me?

𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 Homelander. Or that Diamond 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓.”

𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑩 is plan B.
𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒕?
He’ll see himself out.

[𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐳𝐧𝐢𝐤 @GhostOfReznik]

Good morning.

It’s a brand new day. There’s a fresh body at her feet. And she still hasn’t caught that Black Noir fucker.

Her handlers are getting impatient.