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Derek leaves the meeting room with a spring in his step, feeling the weight of the system's mission hanging over him. His fake Ryan persona has earned him an invitation into the heart of Vought's operations. He's now surrounded by people he'd once only seen on screens and news reports, all of whom could easily kill him if they uncovered his true intentions. But the thrill of the challenge is exactly what he thrives on.

As he strides through Vought Tower, he senses eyes on him, people whispering. Some regard him with admiration, others with suspicion. This was a place where loyalty could switch at the drop of a hat. He had to play his cards perfectly.

**System Alert:** *New objective: Earn trust within The Seven. Minor tasks assigned for bonus points.*

A new list of tasks appears in his vision, hovering in neon-blue text, each one a test of loyalty or competence. They range from simple acts of camaraderie—like "compliment The Deep" and "share a laugh with A-Train"—to riskier tasks, like "assist in minor mission" or "provide Homelander with valuable intel." It's almost as if the system is training him in the politics of Vought.

**System Reminder:** *Small points accumulate faster in high-risk environments.*

"Of course you'd say that," Derek mutters under his breath, smirking.

He decides to start small. He spots The Deep in the hallway, struggling with an absurdly large fish tank he seems intent on wheeling into his office. This is as good a chance as any.

"Need a hand?" Derek asks, flashing his Ryan grin.

The Deep gives him a wary glance before reluctantly nodding. "Sure, thanks. Fish need their, you know… natural surroundings."

As they lug the tank toward The Deep's office, Derek casually asks, "So, do you, like, talk to them or…?"

The Deep scoffs, trying to act nonchalant. "Well, yeah. They're pretty intelligent. It's like… a bond thing." He pauses, looking at Derek with a slight smirk. "Not that you'd understand, Hollywood."

Derek chuckles, catching the slight jab. "Hey, man, whatever works. Everyone's got their thing."

The Deep seems to relax a little, and Derek feels a light ping from the system.

**System Alert:** *Minor Task Complete: Compliment The Deep. Reward: +50 points.*

Derek hides his grin as they finish moving the tank, and he slaps The Deep on the back. "If you ever need a hand with fish stuff, you know where to find me."

Later that day, Derek finds Starlight alone in the training room, stretching before a workout. She glances up, a little startled, as he approaches.

"Hey, sorry, didn't mean to interrupt," Derek says, his voice casual.

Starlight gives a polite smile, clearly a bit wary. "It's fine. You're… Ryan, right?"

"That's me. Thought I'd stop by, see how the newbie's doing." He raises his hands, feigning innocence. "Not that I'm any expert, but… first week must be rough."

She relaxes slightly, chuckling. "Yeah, that's an understatement."

They exchange small talk, Derek slipping into his smooth persona, asking about her background in a way that feels genuine, not forced. He knows her story well from the show, but he wants to hear her perspective, her real frustrations.

"You're from Iowa, right?" Derek asks, feigning interest.

"Yeah," she replies, a little surprised. "I'm just trying to, you know, stay true to who I am… even here."

Derek nods, his gaze sincere. "I get that. A place like Vought… it's easy to lose yourself. But don't let them change you. You've got something real—don't forget that."

Her expression softens, and for a moment, Derek can see she's genuinely touched. "Thanks, Ryan. That actually means a lot."

**System Alert:** *Minor Task Complete: Build Trust with Starlight. Reward: +75 points.*

Derek notes the small reward, feeling the system's approval as he begins to weave a web of subtle alliances within The Seven.

The day's efforts leave Derek feeling antsy, and he knows he needs to push his boundaries a bit more. He returns to his safe house later that night, ready to try out the new powers he's been given.

"Alright, Spidey powers," he mutters, flexing his fingers experimentally. He focuses, channeling the abilities he absorbed from the system's recent lottery reward.

He feels a subtle tingling in his fingertips, an intuitive sense telling him he could scale walls if he wanted to. He eyes the corner of his apartment, walls bare and uninviting. With a grin, he takes a step toward it and reaches out his hand.

As soon as his fingers touch the wall, he feels it—a strange but exhilarating connection, like his hands can "cling" to the surface. He pulls himself upward, and to his amazement, his entire body follows. Slowly, he begins to scale the wall, one hand and foot at a time, until he's literally hanging upside down from the ceiling, staring at the floor below.

"Holy…!" he whispers, half-laughing. The sensation is insane, like every instinct is telling him he's going to fall, yet his hands and feet remain securely attached. It's both surreal and thrilling.

He drops back down, landing lightly on his feet, and tests his reflexes next. Closing his eyes, he throws a knife across the room, letting his "spider-sense" guide him. Just as the knife whistles toward his face, he ducks instinctively, his head barely moving as it embeds in the wall behind him.

**System Update:** *Spider-Man powers fully unlocked. Proficiency level: Beginner. Additional practice recommended for seamless integration.*

"Oh, I can work with this," Derek mutters, his smile widening. He's beginning to realize the potential of combining these abilities with his own, but he also knows there's a long way to go before he can hold his own against someone like Homelander.

The next morning, Derek receives a message through the system, a surprise mission tagged with a high-reward alert.

**System Alert:** *New Mission: Assist The Seven in a minor operation. Objective: Ensure mission success without compromising identity. Reward: +1000 points.*

The notification surprises him. He hadn't expected the system to throw him into real-world scenarios with The Seven so soon. He feels the thrill of a challenge—and a spark of fear. He'll have to be careful.

He's barely had time to process the mission when his Vought-issued phone buzzes, and he's summoned to Vought Tower. There's a meeting with The Seven, and he's expected to attend. Steeling himself, he throws on his "Ryan Reynolds" suit and heads out.

Once at Vought, he's directed to a private briefing room where Homelander, Maeve, A-Train, and Starlight are already gathered. Derek slips into his role, greeting everyone with a relaxed smile, though he senses the tension in the room.

Homelander turns, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Got an assignment for you, Hollywood."

Derek maintains his grin, hiding the jolt of nerves. "Anything to help out the team."

Homelander explains that they're dealing with a minor "security issue" at a Vought facility. It's a simple enough job—just a show of force to remind a group of Vought's affiliates who holds the power. But Derek knows better than to take anything involving Homelander at face value.

Maeve glances at him, her gaze cool and assessing. "Think you can handle it, Reynolds?"

Derek chuckles, masking his apprehension. "With this team? I think we'll be just fine."

The assignment is scheduled for later that day, and Derek can't shake the feeling that the system is pushing him into this situation for a reason. The stakes are higher than ever, and he realizes that earning Vought's trust might mean going deeper into their twisted world than he'd planned.

**System Update:** *Mission Ready. Begin preparation for minor operation.*

He steels himself, mentally preparing for the mission, determined to keep his cover intact.

Absolutely! Let's dive into the next 2,000-word chapter, picking up where we left off. Derek is on edge as he's about to embark on his first mission with The Seven, facing challenges both in keeping his cover and in handling his own doubts about this whole operation. This segment will bring a blend of suspense, humor, and subtle tension with Homelander and the rest. Here we go!

Derek stands just outside the briefing room, feeling the weight of the mission as the rest of The Seven prepare. He's surrounded by legends—and killers. Each member exudes confidence, their smiles sharp and their eyes flickering with dark ambition. He can feel the pressure from the system pushing him forward, nudging him to make the most of every interaction.

**System Reminder:** *Small points for bonding with each member are still available.*

Right on cue, The Deep sidles up beside him, adjusting his gloves. "First mission, huh? Got any jitters?"

Derek gives him a quick grin. "Nah, I've got the best team in the world backing me up, right?" he says, laying it on thick.

The Deep smirks, visibly pleased by the flattery. "You know it. Just don't expect Homelander to give you any slack if you screw up."

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," Derek replies, maintaining his charming act.

As they prepare to leave, he catches Maeve watching him with a curious glint in her eye. She gives him a subtle nod, a reminder that she's still assessing him. Derek files that away as he focuses on the task at hand.

The Seven arrive at a Vought research facility on the outskirts of the city, the dark glass structure looming against the sky. They're there to remind Vought's affiliates who's in charge and to clean up a minor "incident" with a rogue scientist. For Derek, it's a perfect opportunity to observe the team dynamics in action—and prove himself.

Homelander steps out first, his presence demanding attention. The rest of The Seven fall in line behind him, each with their own unique swagger. Derek tags along, mirroring their confidence while mentally going over the mission objectives.

Inside the facility, Vought security personnel scurry to get out of their way, fear evident on their faces. Homelander addresses the head of security, his voice smooth and dangerous. "We'll take it from here. You can step aside."

With a nod, the guards back off, leaving Derek and the others to handle the situation. They reach the lab in question, and Homelander turns to address the team.

"Alright, you know the drill," Homelander says, his voice filled with the authority of someone who's always in control. "We find Dr. Kemp, we deal with the… problem, and we remind everyone who holds the power here."

A-Train cracks his knuckles, grinning. "Sounds easy enough."

Derek takes his position, watching as the team fans out. He knows he has to play it smart—too much enthusiasm could tip them off, but too little might cost him their trust.

**System Alert:** *Mission progress: 10%. Small objectives unlocked.*

The system offers him a series of small tasks: observe, assist, and stay under the radar. He decides to focus on the first task, mentally noting each of his teammates' actions and quirks. It's clear that Homelander and Maeve are the alphas, with Starlight and A-Train supporting their lead. The Deep hangs back, looking somewhat out of place.

As they enter the lab, Derek spots Dr. Kemp cowering behind a desk, eyes wide with fear. Homelander steps forward, a menacing smile on his face.

"Dr. Kemp," he says smoothly. "We've come to… discuss your recent decisions."

The doctor trembles, clearly terrified. "Please, I… I just wanted to…"

Before he can finish, Homelander strides forward, gripping Kemp's arm in a vise-like hold. "You wanted to what?" His voice drips with disdain.

Derek feels the system's nudge, prompting him to act. He steps forward, clearing his throat. "Maybe we can give the doc a chance to explain himself?" he suggests, hoping to strike a balance between assertiveness and deference.

Homelander turns his gaze on him, eyes narrowing slightly. For a moment, the air feels thick with tension, but then Homelander lets out a chuckle, releasing Dr. Kemp.

"Fine, Hollywood. Let's hear him out," Homelander says, his tone mocking but approving.

Derek feels a wave of relief mixed with accomplishment as the system pings him.

**System Alert:** *Minor Task Complete: Suggest restraint. Reward: +100 points.*

Derek smirks inwardly, grateful for the small victory. He watches as Dr. Kemp stammers out his explanation, knowing that he's earned a bit of goodwill with Homelander—even if it's temporary.

Suddenly, the lights in the lab flicker, and a loud alarm blares. Dr. Kemp's eyes widen in horror as a security breach alert flashes on the monitors.

"Oh, no… They're coming," Kemp mutters under his breath.

Homelander raises an eyebrow. "Who's 'they,' doctor?"

Before Kemp can answer, a group of armed mercenaries burst into the room, guns trained on The Seven. Derek's heart pounds as he instinctively falls into a defensive stance, grateful for his training as Ryan Reynolds.

"Hands up!" one of the mercenaries barks, oblivious to the caliber of people he's facing.

Homelander lets out an amused laugh, shaking his head. "Do they even know who we are?"

Derek barely has time to react as Homelander launches himself at the mercenaries, taking them down with terrifying ease. Maeve joins in, her powerful strikes leaving their attackers scrambling.

Derek seizes the opportunity to put his own skills to the test, channeling his Spider-Man reflexes to dodge incoming fire. He weaves through the chaos, using his enhanced senses to avoid bullets and land quick, precise blows on any mercenary foolish enough to get close.

As he fights, he hears the system's pings, rewarding him for each successful evasion and takedown.

**System Alert:** *Minor Task Complete: Assist in combat. Reward: +150 points.*

Derek grins as he swings a punch at a nearby mercenary, feeling a surge of confidence. His newfound powers are exhilarating, and for a brief moment, he allows himself to revel in the thrill of combat. But he quickly remembers his mission—this is about more than just a fight. He needs to make an impression.

He glances over at Homelander, who's watching him with a mixture of amusement and intrigue. Derek knows that he's passed another test in Homelander's eyes, and he feels a sense of accomplishment as the system rewards him once more.

**System Alert:** *Mission progress: 50%. Maintain cover and continue assisting The Seven.*

With the mercenaries defeated, the lab falls silent, save for the heavy breathing of The Seven. Dr. Kemp cowers in a corner, too terrified to move.

Homelander dusts off his suit, a satisfied smirk on his face. "Well, that was fun. Anyone else need a reminder of who's in charge?"

The rest of The Seven exchange glances, their expressions ranging from amusement to exasperation. Derek chuckles, playing along with the team's camaraderie, but his mind is racing. He's made it through the mission, but he knows this is only the beginning.

As they leave the facility, Homelander gives Derek a pat on the back. "Not bad, Hollywood. You've got potential."

Derek grins, nodding. "Thanks. Just trying to keep up."

He can feel the system's satisfaction radiating through him, the points adding up with each small victory. But as he walks away from the mission, he realizes there's more at stake than just survival. The system has a plan for him—a mission that goes beyond what he's been told.

**System Alert:** *Major Mission Update: Integrate within The Seven for Phase II. New objectives will be revealed upon reaching full integration.*

Derek's heart skips a beat as he absorbs the message. There's a larger game at play here, one that involves Vought, The Seven, and possibly even Homelander himself. And he's a key player in it, whether he likes it or not.

He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what lies ahead. The Seven may have accepted him for now, but he knows he's walking a dangerous path—one that could end in glory or destruction. And as he glances back at Homelander, he wonders which of them will be standing when the dust finally settles.