A-Train

Standing against the wall of the abandoned building, A-Train was deep in thought. On one hand, he was proud of himself for finally leaving Vought behind and striking out on his own. He was tired of being treated like a pet and used for their own gain. It was time for him to take control of his life and his future. But on the other hand, there was always the fear lurking in the back of his mind. Fear that Homelander would find out where he was and come after him. And worse, find his brother and nephews. A-Train knew that Homelander was unstable at best, and he wouldn't hesitate to hurt those A-Train loved to get to him. A-Train's train of thought was interrupted by the arrival of an unfamiliar face. A stranger passing by — A-Train watched them quietly for a moment, debating what to do. Suddenly, A-Train nodded his head in recognition. "Hey." he called out casually, pushing himself off the wall. "You lost or 'somethin? Not a safe time to be out this late, y'know?"