AN: Special thanks goes to The Story's Shadow once again.


"Well done Wraith. To best Captain Marvel, and to capture Kamala Khan, you once again serve me well." Imperious congratulated his lead general.

"Daisy and Vixen are running out of allies, which works to our advantage," Wraith said with an evil smile, showing off his blood-stained skeletal teeth.

"Be that as it may, the remaining Secret Warriors are still to be dealt with. Dante's rage due to our abduction of his beloved, could easily either work to our advantage or become a thorn in our side," Imperious let that hang as he turned off his holographic projector and once again sat back down on his throne.

Imperious contemplated on what he had said for a moment.

'Dante is a fierce warrior, and although I have little use for him as I do for Gwen Stacey, but there could still be some minor uses for him...'

-Meanwhile-

"What the hell hit me?" Kamala moaned as her vision returned to her.

She instantly noticed that she was in what appeared to be a dark room, the only light coming from dim blue torches that were bolted to the wall and ceiling.

"Ah, the insecure Inhuman is awake." Kamala heard a cruel voice call out to her as she peered into the darkness of the room and spotted a familiar purple and black armored skeletal warrior standing there.

"Wraith!" Kamala hissed as he tried to enlarge her fists, only for them to remain normal size.

She looked at them with shock.

"Come on, come on!" Kamala hissed as she kept trying to enlarge her fists.

"Powers not working...good," Wraith laughed as he began casually walking towards Kamala, "I made sure your powers would not be in the way of our little talk–"

"How did you–" Kamala cut him off.

"I've led conquests of countless worlds Kamala, I've learned how to turn off superpowers for the time being. Needless to say, we've injected you with so many drugs that you'll be lucky if your powers are back ever." Wraith laughed as he finally reached Kamala.

Kamala, to her credit, did not back down. Despite her powers being gone, her eyes narrowed in anger as she crossed her arms in defiance.

"Power or no powers, I'm still going to kick your ass!" Kamala hissed as she reared back her right fist and threw a punch.

Wraith caught her fist and held it in place. Wraith smiled as he then kicked Kamala in the stomach, causing the wind to be knocked out of her lungs and she fell unto her knees. She let out a horrible fit of coughing, she thought some of her ribs had been bruised or even broken.

"What was that about you kicking my ass again?" Wraith asked evilly as he then grabbed Kamala by the collar and proceeded to throw her back against the stone wall of her cell.

She hit it with a thud and began groaning in pain.

"As much as I would enjoy inflicting more pain upon you, that would be counterproductive to my next objective: which is capturing that literal hot-headed boyfriend of yours," Wraith said smoothly.

Kamala's head jerked up and spit into Wraith's face.

"I will not help you, you hear that?! I WILL NOT HELP YOU!" Kamala roared despite the pain Wraith had inflicted upon her.

However much to her surprise, Wraith began to chuckle darkly.

"There is no doubt in my mind that you will not help me... willingly that is." Wraith mused as her cell door opened and in walked at least seven of Wraith's un-dead and skeletal warriors, the door shutting behind them.

"However, I have some options to force you to help us: without your healing factor, I could carve you up and leave you in a form only your nightmares could imagine," Wraith chuckled.

Kamala couldn't help, but shiver in fear. From what she'd seen and heard, she knew Wraith was easily capable of horrors and despite wanting to remain strong...the thoughts of torture overwhelmed her after several horrific possible futures for her body flashed in her mind. Wraith saw this and grinned.

"Ah, that's what I was hoping for. Just think of what you might find yourself as if you fell asleep: you might not have toes or finger, maybe missing a foot...a leg or an arm," Wraith whispered with a cruel smile.

Kamala's breathing suddenly slowed and rasped. Her eyes slowly widened and her hands shook. Wraith chuckled as he stood up.

"I'll leave you alone with your thoughts for now...I'll come back later, maybe we can have some more fun," Wraith said then disappeared.

'N-No,' she whimpered in her mind.

To Be Continued...