KellHound270's Work
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Chapter VI
Dr. Lawson's Lab, In Orbit Around Earth
Carol, Fury, Maria, and Talos flew up in their cargo plane, retrofitted by Jular to be spaceworthy. Jular stayed behind to distract Yon-Rogg, who was looking for Carol.
They reached the cloaked spacelab, entering the hangar and exploring the quiet halls. There were signs of civilization everywhere, from arcade games to lunchboxes.
After exploring and meeting the onboard Skrull families, the group led the Skrull through the halls of Dr. Lawson's laboratory. However, they were cut off by Yon-Rogg and his team. Evidently, Jular wasn't convincing enough to fool Yon-Rogg.
"What have you done to your uniform?" Yon-Rogg asked angrily.
"You lied to me," Carol growled, readying her powers.
"I made you who you were! Everyone beat you down, but I made you capable of defending yourself. You should be grateful."
"Grateful? For being kidnapped and brainwashed into thinking that I was always a Kree?"
Yon-Rogg sighed as he held up a small device. After he pressed the single button by his thumb, Carol's powers turned off completely. She couldn't use her powers, thanks to the neural implant on her neck.
Angered even further, she attempted to fight Yon-Rogg, but she was quickly overpowered by his team. She was helpless against them.
She soon found herself communicating to the Supreme Intelligence, the ruler of the Kree Empire. The Intelligence took the form of Wendy Lawson, but Carol knew full well that it wasn't her.
"I'm a little disappointed in you, Vers," she said, turning to face Carol. "We train you. We strengthen you. We take you in when no one else would. And this is how you thank us?"
"Thank you?" Carol asked in disbelief. "Thank you?! You take me from my planet, my family, and you expect me to thank you?! You can go to hell!"
The argument carried on for a while, before the Supreme Intelligence had enough and started to choke Carol.
"It's such a shame, really," it said via the Lawson guise. "You would have made such an excellent addition to the military. Oh, well. Without us, you're nothing."
These words reminded Carol of all the times she was put down and told that she was nothing. The boys, her father, her commanding officer. She was becoming crushed by these memories.
As the memories cycled through her mind, she saw flashes of the moth she had seen before. She could sense it's presence in her mind.
She knelt down, mentally exhausted from everything happening. In front of her, Mothra's imago form materialized from fireflies. It walked up to Carol, it's face soft and worried.
"I can't," Carol whimpered. "It's too strong. I can't."
Mothra's expression seemed to change from worry to understanding. It held up Carol's head with one of it's mantis-like forelimbs.
"Remember... Carol..." she said in a soothing tone, "you... are strong... When others... failed... you... continued..."
Carol was instantly reminded of the moments she had previously remembered, but at a later time.
When the boys beat her down, she got back up.
When her father left, she stood up.
When her commanding officer ceased his shouting, she returned to her legs.
Carol, remembering her determination, attempted to stand back up. However, her legs gave out. Thankfully, Mothra caught her.
"Sometimes..." the moth said, "we need... a little... help..."
Mothra helped Carol stand back up. Now confident in her ability to succeed, Carol returned to her confrontation with the Supreme Intelligence. The choking stopped as she overpowered the Intelligence's grasp on her.
She locked eyes with the faux Wendy Lawson, her confident expression contrasting it's bewildered face.
"Yes, I was nothing," Carol said, reaching to the implant on her neck. "But I never cared. If I get shot down, I just get back up. And, by the way, my name isn't Vers. It's Carol Danvers."
She broke the neural implant that limited her powers. Her powers surged outwards from her, overpowering the Intelligence's grasp. Carol's powers formed the image of a pair of butterfly wings. She wasn't alone in her fight.
Temple of the Moth, Yunnan Forest, China
Dr. Ling stood in the lab that observed Mothra. She had invited her sister, Dr. Jin, to join her.
"Miki?" she asked. "Are you OK?"
Her sister didn't turn around.
"She's coming, Mina," she replied softly.
After she spoke, a quiet chittering was heard. The pulsating spots on the cocoon began to speed up, until the cocoon burst open at the top. A long, mantid leg extended out from the opening, followed by a glowing blue eye.
The scientists watched as a fully grown insect emerged from the chrysalis. It walked to the floor on long, mantis-like legs, it's shoulders supporting two pairs of moth-like wings, one pair being sixteen times larger than the other. The insect's face was very similar to that of a caddisfly, with blue, multifaceted eyes and a pair of large mandibles.
The scientists held their arms out to their sides as Mothra freed herself from her cocoon. Dr. Ling and Dr. Jin sang an old Indonesian song, their voices in perfect sync.
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