" We pledge ourselves to liberate all our people from the continuing bondage of poverty, deprivation, suffering, gender and other discrimination. "
- Nelson Mandela
(TWO WEEKS LATER: NEW YORKCITY, 12:30 PM)
Amnon-Selah had become the most notorious slave which he had been assigned to slaughter every slave who tried to oppose against the overlord's global campaign of the corrupted Kree rule along with the lizard race. The people of different races were afraid to confront any one of the invaders and minions of Kasius including the hybrid accuser.
Just on the streets of Manhattan, the hybrid arrived and left the aircraft from Switzerland which he had done his killing spree duties within the slave den in Bern. He looked around the place where he saw the slaves were busily working on the construction project which Kasius had planned.
" Keep pushing yourselves to the limit, " he thought." One more stupid mistake, and you're doomed..."
He continued walking around the streets when he saw a lizard guard terrorizing a fellow lizard who was also a slave. It was a middle-aged female who kept arguing and complaining when she was forced to carry a load of bricks. The female lizard wanted to break free of this madness and thought of hitting the bricks towards her handlers and the guards.
" Don't you even dare to..." the guard paused and saw the female's agitation.
" I had enough of this nonsense! " she angrily cried and held a brick. " Go ahead or I will hit your heads! "
Amnon turned his attention to the lizard woman who was attempting to threaten anyone. Her fellow laborers paused working and looked at her. The Kree guard walked over and laughed when his companions turned to him.
" So, you think you can harm us with a piece of brick, woman?! " he taunted and loudly laughed. " You are just a mere slave. You are here to work and follow orders, not to foolishly waste your damn time threatening us! "
" You people are nothing but incompetent cowards and pushovers! If the Kree Eternal or his son were here, they could have punished you for good! "
The Kree and Lizard troopers laughed at her which they found the reptilian woman insane, however Amnon was just listening and watching at the confrontation. The other slaves murmured and exchanged glances from what they had heard.
" You are surely an insane lady, " the other lizard guard added. " We have no choice, but to kill you..."
Amnon-Selah stepped over and brought his accuser hammer when the guards signaled to execute the female slave. The lizard woman widened her eyes in fear and nervously gulped. Her cold sweat was running on her scaly green face when she confronted the accuser. She shakily dropped the brick and thought of running away, but she was hindered when the blue and pink skinned troopers blocked her way. She had no choice, but to face her execution.
" 682, you know what to do..." the blue skinned one whispered as the hybrid nodded.
The lizard woman's tension increased when the Kree-Lizard accuser had ended her life. She was instantly lying down in a pool of blood. Inside the hybrid's mind, the sane Amnon was speechless and weeping for he had seen enough from the outside environment. He had fully realized that his reptilian shell turned into Kasius's murdering puppets. He wanted to return as much as possible in order to stop this madness, but he was stuck from his controlled consciousness.
The slaves remained silent after witnessing the demise of the poor lizard woman. The handlers barricaded the skirmish and ordered everyone to return to work. The other bystanders sadly sighed for her doomed destiny. The blue-skinned handler turned to the laborers as they paid all their attention to him.
" If you want to spare your life, " he broke his silence. " You have to obey our orders! Don't be like this rebellious woman! Now, all of you...GET BACK TO WORK! "
The rest of the slaves resumed working. Amnon-Selah remained silent after he ended the poor woman's life. His fellow guards violently punched his back which they were proud of his achievement.
" Not bad for being a ruthless accuser, hybrid, " the pink-Kree grinned. " You could have joined the Kree Army and be our weapon against the Skrulls or other enemies. What do you think? "
The Kree-Lizard had no response which he was doing his orders. Somehow, this was to prove himself not to be a failure to the overlord. He just ignored his fellow guard and decided to wait for another duty to do.
" Right...a silent accuser..."
Amnon returned monitoring the slaves to check if there were more rebels who dared to argue and challenge. He continued walking around and holding his hammer of death. He wanted to make sure that everyone was still adhering and working their duties and schedules.
The working force continued their struggle from the third eyes of the Kree and Lizards guards. Those with nothing left to do, chatted safely to those who were working. A male wolf faunus with a cigar leaned to talk with a hard working elderly human male.
" This work out be worth it than being coped up within a cell, " he grinned.
" Ha! Only if you know the true violator of rights" the man scoffed, continuing mining away to death.
" I've seen more sh#t, and this is child's play really. "
" The SCP Foundation? Yeah, I've heard some of their remaining task forces being the last of "military" force in the world; rather than being hidden away nomads or insurgents."
The Wolf said as he looked over to the accuser and back to the man.
"That accuser, He be the alleged 682? " the elder asked.
The faunus said while taking a smoke, "Nothing, but a clone."
The old man said as he slammed the pickaxes into the ground. Some were murmuring while looking at the hybrid.
" Pretty, sad too. A slave like the lot of us, and can't even hold a candle to the real horror of the original."
"...Still, with him under Kree control, the tyrant might've picked up interest with the rest. Hell, the MTF is second on the list...telling by his constant speeches-"
The speakers all around the camp came on, as the Kree tyrant's voice can be heard. The other female blue attendant named Sinara walked over along with the other soldiers.
" What is it I need to know? " the blue skinned overlord asked as he crossed his arms.
Everyone turned around and bowed at Kasius. Amnon-Selah remained silent and also bowed in reverence. Another guard walked to the overlord, surprisingly excited as he presented the overlord a crumpled file packet.
" Sir, we may have a breakthrough here. The very soil we reside on holds the key to our advantage, " he said.
" Now, find something interesting, a weapon perhaps," Kasius grinned and replied. " I need more results in order for us to overthrow the Supreme Intelligence in Hala. I should be more overpowered than him in order to rule all of you. "
" Very well, but do take a look within the Earthian files of that, " the guard quickly excused himself after seeing a uninterested slave, little to do work.
Some slaves anticipated to wait of what the overlord has read, some continue working: wishing to ignore the narcissist, and some to talk among itself. Amnon-Selah heard the name Supreme Intelligence which he found it familiar to the conversation. Somehow, he got interested, but ignored it since he was still monitoring the slaves. Inside his mind, the sane Amnon was willing to learn the truth from his Lord Supremor about his future and his father's whereabouts. He wished to speak with the virtual Kree man again in the future, but he was still stuck in the influence of Kasius and 682.
Kasius, curious of the file, opened with an urge for progress. He pulled a single sheet of paper, complemented with a photo of a pile of unique metal ingots. The file only read Telekill as it briefed it's appearance, date of finding and especially properties. Composed primarily Platinum, the metal as an odd effect: Cancellation of mind-meddling effects on living beings. He grinned evilly, knowing he found his own gold rush. The overlord soon turned to the slaves and his guards, preparing a short-thought up speech. All turned to his attention.
" Now, listen -up, " he calmly spoke. " I want you all to find this weapon from the Terrans known as Telekill. If everyone finds it, I shall give you an instant reward. You will all have the liberty and privilege from my generosity. Now, go and find that potential object. Your opportunity awaits to all of you..."
The slaves murmured, in confusion or with strive. After a few moments, they had taken this information to their head and made faster efforts of their work, despite the pain. The potential of instant freedom drove some to near-death, as the desperate greed rises with all.
" Freedom? I need freedom! It'll all be mine!"
" I can get out! I can have everything to myself, especially a bed."
" Food! FOOD! "
The guards watched, chucking away slaves who died with greed left in their heart. The desperate crowd of slaves roared for their freedom. Kasius had real intentions which they never knew.
" Everything, of course, " the blue overlord deceitfully grinned, playing with his fingers.
" This is not good..." the sane Amnon anxiously spoke and watched the external environment." Kasius will just play tricks on them. If only, I could get back and warn these people, right now! I wish I could tell my mother what's going on here. She might do something, but I can't! "
One Guard of the Kree army went out of view from the others. With a slide if hand, he dropped an odd Metalix device between the corners of the infrastructure of the camp, covered in cloth for extra guard, one of high rank, made his way to the one true superior. He whispered to the overlords ear.
" Sire, we have found something. Potentially concerning for our great efforts for the Empire. Other officials are awaiting for you in a meeting. "
" Ah, yes. It would be more beneficial to be update. " Kasius smiled and turned to Amnon from a distance. " Anyways, Just keep an eye of the Kree Eternal's son, he's under my influence as 682. I gave him a chance to do his work efficiently. If he fails to do his job, just let me know. So, I can intervene. "
The high-ranking guard nodded, as he let his higher-up passed by him. He grabbed a seat to watch over the lower guards, Amnon and the field of slaves. He intently watched the Kree-Lizard hybrid, for he is the priority from Kasius' orders. The slaves hurried and worked. Unearthing, transporting, refining, repeating for the ideal vision of freedom. Blood, sweat, and tears were sacrificed more and more.
" Now, I 've understood why the Lord Supremor is asking me to spy on Kasius' lot..." the sane Kree-Lizard hybrid said." If only there's a way to stop him, but I'm just powerless, controlled, and imprisoned by that monster. I'm supposed to find the Kree Eternal, but I failed! I wish there's a way or time to talk to him. Or something I could talk to my mother, she might help me at this moment. But how? "
Amnon-Selah walked around and watched the slaves continuing their labor. He turned around and noticed the high-ranking guard suspiciously eyeing on him. Then, he heard some people talking about Captain Marvel and her achievements in the past which he paused walking and intently listening.
" Well, her first opposition gigs in Republic of Remnant just failed when she found President Ironwood dead in office. Everyone blamed her for what happened during those early skirmish years, " the elderly female blue Kree slave explained while digging. " I'm wondering where she is now. Is she part of the MTF or any incompetent forces who tried to fight back? "
" Carol Danvers, the fallen heroine of planet Earth, " the gruff male bear Faunus snickered. " I don't know where the hell she is right now, lady..."
" Right, she got cowered, I guess. Perhaps, she's dead..." she nodded and widened her eyes in shock when she found something under the soil. She heard a metallic sound from the ground and stopped digging." What on Hala?! I found something, people! " The Kree slave lady raised her both arms and called everyone's attention. " Hey! Guys! I found something! I found something! Hello, is anyone gonna respond here or what?! Oh for Pama's sake, why don't you guys come here and check it out! Are you still standing here and doin' nothing?! "
The guards walked over, the other slave surrounding as well. One of the guards knelt down and picked up a clump of dirt, yet being held together by a greenish-bluish, metallic material. With a proud look and raised it up the air and commented, "By our great lord's Kasius' blessings, we've found it! The answer to our enemies! The answer, of progression of our great empire- mine up more to a satisfying amount. Give it- at least 3 full crates of them ores. Then all of you will rewarded greatly! "
Every slave erupted with dreary determination. Work as hard as they could, drilling more blood and lives than a plague with a scythe. Everyone wanted their share. The soldier made his way to his higher up, and banded the clump to him.
" Very optimistic, cadet. Put more enthusiasm though, the looks of the slaves faces are improve with a little more push of yourself, " the higher ranking guard advised his lower rank.
" Now, I'll have this be shown to the lord. You all know the drill, skipper. "
The guard nodded and went back to his post as the higher rank stood from his seat. He checked around one more time before glancing at the lizard hybrid.
" You there, continue your work as well. Lighten up too, being moody isn't a good sign on progress. "
Amnon-Selah nodded and sighed which he was trying how to lighten-up. If he were sane enough, he could try to fake and please them. He wryly smiled and laughed which he found faking himself.
" Right..." he responded.
" Is there problem, 682? " the lizard guard asked.
" Nothing...nothing..." Amnon made a false grin and laughed.
" You people just make false hopes and ridiculous promises to these poor slaves, " the sane Amnon furiously grumbled." If only I have a chance to speak-up and make you guys wake-up from your foolish slumber. You're all taking advantage on them! You all stir-up lies and deceit! For Hala'ssake, if you all could hear me right now, I'm glad you all have been roasted for this, BUT YOU DAMNED FOOLS DON'T EVEN CARE OR LISTEN! YOU MAKE THEM LIVING LIKE IDIOTS AND RELY ON YOUR FALSE HOPES! "
Everyone continued their enduring and exhausting toil when the Kree-Lizard accuser was still watching on them and remaining with the other Kree and Lizard guards. The other slaves began to worn out as they began sweating. Some of them got wounded in duty and some got passed out. The guards ignored the weakened and injured slaves which they watched mercilessly in this dire scenario.
" Great Pama! This is too horrible..."Amnon became petrified and watched the horrible situation from the external environment." I used to rescue slaves before, but I'm helpless. I can't break free, right now! If only I could do something and spare their lives..."
A middle-aged male blue Kree slave with an Australian accent also found another metal and raised his both hands. He grabbed and showed them to the guards, " Oi, mate! I got another green-blue tinnie! This hard yakka is really Fair Dinkum for us! Great Tambor has given us more this arvo! Never seen this one back in Down Under before you guys came! "
" Good! Continue on working ye small brained mutt! " the guard aggressively took the mineral in return gave the Kree a tool for more efficient work. " Here's your reward. Easier work load and no more stress to do it by hand! "
" Right-O, mate! Thank you! " the Kree-Australian slave laughed and continued working.
" This is getting more ridiculously insane..." the sane Amnon sighed in his mind as his brainwashed self watched them.
The Guard took the mineral and placed it along with the other refined shaped minerals.
" With the work that is immediately proving great and shipments for more equipment arriving in just mere days, Our special forces will have their set of armor to counter the resistance. "
A guard objected, "Aye mate, even with our might, we should not get carried away with this. That Foundation has known this rock longer than any other organization or worlds. I fear the worst of our lord Kasius focus on Kree Eternal and the resistance may be our downfall. "
The other guard turned to his comrade, " The Kree Eternal is this rock in space's only hope. With him gone, all hope will be vanquished."
" Can't be too sure..." the other guard reluctantly replied. " While we were able hold this planet a long time, the setup seemed to have to cost more than anything."
" They seem to know Old Methu-Selah" the sane Amnon heard the conversation." I really need to know why. "
The brainwashed Amnon remained standing in silence while the other guards were still conversing. His normal self was still stuck in his mental prison and attempting to break free.
" If only I could let go and respond! I have to get out of here and then I will go home to France! This undercover mission is too pointless. I'm sorry Lord Supremor, I have seen enough from here! I want to go home to my mother and find the Kree Eternal by myself!"
" Any news about the Kree Eternal's missing son? " the other guard slipped a question out of his tongue.
" The Boy of the damned Kree? Some insiders of the resistance are digging their way to find their secrets of the Boy. Some say they'll come back in a couple of days, " the other responded.
" Right, that's the other thing Kasius has been after..." the lizard guard spoke. " He could be anywhere..."
The reptilian saw Amnon just standing around and yelled, " You there! Just go back to work! You're just doing nothing! "
" Doing nothing, huh? " Amnon defiantly spoke. " I'm stuck with this damned 682 prison for Hala's sake! If you dare to hurt the Kree Eternal or his son! I'll keep my eyes on you!"
" Go back to work! Stop glaring and eavesdropping! You lazy hybrid scum! "
The brainwashed Amnon walked around to patrol any rebellious slave. The guards loudly laughed at him.
" What's that guy's issue?! So much of cry baby for being a right-hand man to Kasius! " a pink Kree guard complimented and snickered.
" Heh, we already knew he failed to kill the elderly Captain Marvel before! " the blue Kree yelped.
" I wonder what the overlord will do to this slave in the future! " the lizard added.
" If he fails again, he will be a meal to the roaches! "
One guard checked his pocket watch and he nodded and put it back. "It's almost dusk. All the materials we have will satisfy the Lord."
Another looked to at him and nodded. He got up and head his way to the podium as he pulled a small rifle. He took his aimed at some of the under-performing slaves. He picked his target, a malnourished young adult male human, as he took the shot. The man was struck in the chest and crumpled to the ground? Instantly dead. Everyone immediately stopped and looked at the killer.
" Operations are done for the day! Make your way to the bunkers. Most of you have done fabulously! "
Amnon heard the shot and ignored at the dead person, while his sane self sadly sighed in seeing and hearing upon his death.
" May Tam-Borr give him peace..." he muttered.
" You there! " the lizard guard called him. " It's your schedule to patrol throughout the evening. "
" Right, " the Kree-Lizard nodded no furiously and continued walking around.
" Make sure, you won't fail the overlord! "
" Yes, sir! "
(Within a luxury section of the facility)
High ranking members of the Kree Empire on Earth attended a meeting set by Kasius. The members watched Kasius and heard his speeches. They had discussed everything and asked a lot of questions to him which he answered. Gourai stood up and watched her master conversing with the officials. The overlord turned to her and gave her a signal to serve some food and drinks. The cyborg slave nodded and headed her way to the pantry.
" So, any news back in Hala? " he asked. " I take it, no news about the Supreme Intelligence? "
" Communications has been poor for while now, at least 4 months," the communications head commented.
" The only suspected force with such capability is that Foundation. Despite Methu-Selah being the leading figure, the backbone has been that facility. "
" We have only found defunct bases after defunct bases of them. They are a global operative team which our hypothesis is, " the strategist said.
" I see, " Kasius replied and played his fingers on the table. " That lunatic has been a thorn to my father's eyes, even my ancestors despised him. Now, has he something to do with those Rebel Forces and the Foundation? "
" Sir, it seems specific branches of the Foundation have their goals. Older branches stuck to their roots while newer forces sides with the Rebel Forces and Methu-Selah," the analysts suggested.
" In fact, I have his son in captivity, " he replied. " They should not dare to take him. I have plans for him to be my future accuser in Hala if I become the Supreme leader. Besides, I have enough listening to those conservative loyalists to the Supreme Intelligence and the Priests of Pama who warned my father's games. "
Gourai entered the room and served the food to the guests and her of the guests thanked the slave as he prepared himself.
" Now, let's move onto your recent discoveries. This "telekill alloy" was the same alloy kept by the Foundation, and can be found naturally formed on this planet. For what is your ambition with these minerals? "
" I'm thinking to use this to weaken that Lord Supremor and totally eradicate him for good. So, I can take over his reign. "
" But what of our troops? " the manufacturer said. "A metal with such potential, described by the Foundation itself, it has many more potential than just a inhibitor. It will be the armor that protects us from the influence of Methu-Selah. "
" Yes, we will do that first. So, we can plan further for those insolent fools. " Kasius took his bite of his favorite meal, steamed Xandarian snails. " They have been a problem for more than fifty years. Those fools never gave up fighting. We will make them a priority. Now, just let me know if you are ready to create this special armor. "
" We still need prototypes and experimental equipment and the use of the Clockwork Machine; which the latter of all is still in search. Last records from the Foundation should would reside in the ruins of either Site 19 or Site 17, " the Commissioner noted.
" In addition, we still need funding from our home to even make resources manageable and efficent to produce. Lord Kasius, as much we are all eager to start this armor, I am sure our scientists are not aware of the true anomalous effects, " the Top Reasercher of the Weapons Manufacture division have said.
" Well, this is good news, " he grinned. " I will be needing to hear the truths behind the Site 19 or 17. "
" We will contact our nearest base for the. To investigate and find the most sites. They are crucial in figuring out our key for victory, " the analyst remarked.
" Well men..." the old Kree general said as he stood up, and taking off his helmet. " It is certain that the victory, our victory, is distant. However, it is inevitable," he raised his glass. " Cheers, and praise this monumental army shall not fall!"
" This is for the new normal of Hala and Earth, " Kasius grinned as everyone toasted their glass.
Everyone cheered as they dined to their meals, consuming with positive feed for the quality. Gourai stood by Kasius, awaiting for any order to be given.
" Yes, bring the guests with some desserts, " he replied as Gourai nodded.
" Yes, my lord, " she walked out of the meeting and have made her way to the kitchen. Gourai lamented the feelings she once had. Thinking faintly back some time ago, with her care of Carol. Quickly then, she thought about the accuser. Cried faintly, all she could.
" Why I couldn't see Carol?! "she thought and silently wept." I'm supposed to see her son, but I have already made him like that evil one! What have I done to him! "
The cyborg woman continued sulking towards the kitchen. She arrived for the dessert, which are still being prepared. She intently watched the cook's speedy and precise techniques of the dishes as the head chef barked the orders.
" If only I could find him and make amends with him, " she thought." But this inhibitor can't let me talk and listen to someone else, except the master himself..."
A few of the dessert were made and added extra doses of icings, flavor, and decor of the dish. Gourai nodded towards the chef as she took the readied food and made her way back. The cyborg slave took the desserts and headed to the dining room. Kasius and his guests smiled at her as she came.
" Here is my second loyal aid. " he grinned.
Gourai watched the people eating which she sadly sighed and felt guilty of what she had done to the Kree-Lizard hybrid several days ago. Her conscience was still haunting her. Everyone continued eating, delighted with their meals. A guard soon walked into the room, holding a set of documents. He eyed Kasius and gave him the documents and gave a spare to the Kree General.
" Ah, thank you, " he kindly said and opened the document.
The guard nodded as he walked back to Kasius and whispered on his ear " There's a traitor among the lower ranks, shall I employ the accuser? "
" Yes, you may, " Kasius smiled. " I hope he won't fail me again. "
Gourai became more anxious as she had no idea what happened to the Kree-Lizard accuser. She looked at Kasius and waited for his instructions. He nodded before parting away from the board room. The Old General finsihed his read of the document, seemed to in shock and awe from the information.
" Ee...Hm, Lord Kasius..."
" I said, you may approach that accuser in pending status. If you want to talk to him about his assignment, please do so. Make sure he does not fail me. " he said to the guard and turned to the general. " Now, what do you think of this document? "
" Well, sir, it relates back to the scout massacre before our first wave of invasions, " the general said in dread.
" So, my father ordered that mission before I took over, " he replied. " That was fifty years ago. "
"...Well, just a history refresher, it was a colossal failure. Yes, checkpoints have been instated , however our best men of the time were slain. The perpetrator, Kai Izaleith, at the time, just part of a special squad of the famous Foundation. We thought since after this, they've been hiding like the rest. Indeed, the reports are correct to a point, " he said before presented photos to several of the members. " As of last week, sights of Kai's colleague has been spotted. The name, Skoúro Valour...and she is as much as she was 50 years ago. Young, flourishing, and still have a lot to work on. "
" I see... I have to eliminate those people then aside from my accuser who fails...I need to meet those insolents anytime soon. "
" Sir, Do you intend if turning them into your slaves as well? "
" I hope so..." Kasius grinned. " My friend Basha wants to have overpowered weapons from the slave den. The highest bidders will be interested to meet them. "
" Very well. Perhaps even with them, they will reveal many more weapons for our advantages. "
" But my father had taken a lot of Inhumans and mutants for decades. I have been continuing his work. So, I need someone who could take those people to our advantage. "
" We shall deploy a search team to capture them and bring any to you, my lord. Any information now since they're back will be the most crucial. "
" Good, make sure that they would not make any contact to the accuser, " Kasius replied. " If he sees them, I would make my intervention to hinder him. "
" Yes, as you wish, " the general nodded before raising another question. " My lord, when we eventually conquer this planet, what of the anomaly crisis? "
The analyst raised his voice, " It is a hidden problem that is our serious oversight. With anomalies free and about, it will slowly hinder our progress for security. "
" Now, as of the moment, we will deal first with the insolents here on Earth, before we take the next step..."
" We could search out some of those as weapons or as scouts. I've heard the beings of many voices serves great utility in baiting unsuspecting victims, " the analyst said.
" They're too much of risk for our own safety. We have to just rely on our own instinct and this new material to successfully to gain victory," the strategist suggested.
" One more thing, before we do that...I have one thing to consider to take down Methu-Selah at all costs..." he replied. " If you have realized I have his son taken as my brainwashed slave into an accuser. He will be my first priority before taking down his son for good. "
" Rightfully so, " the general said before checking his watch. " Well, it's getting too late for me, I'm pooped. Lovely dinner and dessert with you, my lord. I will be responding to all orders from your mind. "
" Good, " he grinned and turned to Gourai. " Now, take the dishes. "
The cyborg slave nodded and followed her master. The rest of the guests got satisfied enough for the rest of the night. She heavily sighed as she had nothing to do, but to follow her master's orders.
(Mining Grounds, Central Park: 2:00 AM)
Two guards stood at their posts, gazing around the dimly lit area as well as looking at the accuser occasionally. The other one was looking at the park's clock and yawned.
" How many more minutes till our shift is over? " a tired and wry guard asked.
" Who knows? How long is that guy out there for? "
" Still pondering, I take it. "
Amnon-Selah sat on his post watching the guards and remained silent. His sane self kept observing from his end and thought of getting away from his insanity.
" If I get back to reality, I need to head back to France. Well, time to make plans...Hmmmm... Perhaps, I could hide again within those crates just like I did back in Russia, some years ago. Yeah, good idea...But is the plane heading to Paris? Maybe or maybe not. Perhaps, I need to find out the crates when I get back into my feet, if it were written in French. "
A lizard guard with a French accent turned to his comrade, " Messieurs, it's my shift now, you may go home and take some rest! "
" Finally, a French guy! "
" Eh, come on, you can go now! It's my turn! " the French reptilian guard called his fellows. " What's the matter with you, then?! Are you taking overtime work, eh? "
Amnon-Selah watched and heard the lizard guard speaking in French to his colleagues which his sane self understood what the guard meant.
" Merci beaucoup for reminding them, monsieur..." he grinned and watched the other guards talking and debating.
The French lizard guard ended up scratching his head and sighing when his colleagues laughed at him. Another guards stepped out along side of the French lizard. He looked at the two with sternness.
" Your comrade in arms are giving you orders to go! We'll take it from here, " the other Kree guard reminded.
" Aye mate, just be careful for that special guy. He sure is a moody guy. "
" Yeah! Nothing but spitting, mooding and occasionally tearing! "
The brainwashed Amnon-Selah angrily glared and hissed at his colleagues. His sane self heavily sighed," Oh noes, there we go again..."
" Whatever, messieurs...whatever..." the lizard guard sighed and shrugged as he began to work.
Amnon-Selah stood up and began monitoring for the rest of the graveyard shift which his French colleague continued walking on the other side. Hours flickered by as the hybrid became alone once more. The early morning crescent moon was on its course to its end as the brainwashed one could visibly see the vivid orange clouds. He was drowsy and trying to stay awake within his struggles, both physical and mental. It wasn't until a clash of cans alerted him before looking around for the source.
" What on Hala is that?! " the sane Amnon watched around from the outside world.
The hybrid accuser continued looking before eyeing on a guard stumbling out from a concealed area of the yard. The guard became shocked when witnessing Amnon.
" S#!t! Now what?! He'd already sentenced me to death with those yes of his! " the guard anxiously thought.
" What are you doing here?! " the brainwashed hybrid angrily growled and glared.
" Amnon-Selah, sir, I was rampaging around these parts! And I-um...I-" the guard stumbled his words as his thoughts clashed with his fears the accuser inched closer.
" My name is not Amnon-Selah! " he stressed and held his hammer. " That naive boy is dead! "
" R-Right..."
" Those imbiciles..." the Kree-Lizard accuser angrily spoke and ordered. " Help me find them, or Kasius will take me down for good! "
" There we go again for several millions of times..."the sane Amnon heavily sighed.
" W-Well, sir, " the guard worryingly spoke before his tone turned confidently. " At least I won't be hear long enough to witness such a fate from you. "
The guard then pulled out a trigger and pressed the button. A combustion bomb detonated and pushed the Kree-Lizard hybrid down to the ground. The guard ran over him before he could get caught by the others.
Amnon-Selah was knocked down and becoming unconscious for minutes to two hours. Inside his mind, his memories from the past had regained. Suddenly, his sane's self memories had gone through his body and then he gained control with his body. The Kree-Lizard hybrid slowly opened his eyes and stretched.
" What on Hala is going on?! " he muttered and then loudly cried. " What the?! I'm back! Wait, what?! It's already morning! "
He looked around the streets and saw no one was coming. The Kree-Lizard hybrid turned around and scratched his head in confusion. Then, he noticed some objects which they gave him an idea.
" New York City... " he said and kept snapping his fingers to remember what he would do. " Plane to Paris...Crates...Truck to Rouen...I need to get out of here for good, before they catch me. "
Slowly, he heard yelling followed by dark tendrils slowly creeping up him. Amnon-Selah slowly stepped back in fear.
" Goodness! " Amnon-Selah exclaimed and held the accuser hammer when he rushed towards to the echo where it came from.
The yelling grew more intense, audible, as the Kree-Lizard heard the height over to his right. Amnon-Selah rushed and followed the loud echo. Even being fearful, he had no choice but to face it. The Kree-Lizard hybrid took a deep breath while running to calm himself.
" What on Hala, Am I hearing right now?! " he anxiously thought. " Why is it bothering me?! What does it want?! "
A small brightly became visible in an alleyway as the source of yelling and screams could be heard to the fullest. Amnon-Selah widened his eyes in shock to see the object and dropped the accuser hammer. He couldn't believe in what he was seeing. Finally, he thought of communicating to that mysterious being which he encountered.
" Hello, is anybody here?! " the Kree-Lizard hybrid called. " Hello?! Come on please show up whoever or whatever you are! Can you even hear me?! Please care to respond and show up! "
He heard ringing in his ears as the light started to envelope the hybrid while the ringing became intensified.
" Who are you?! What do you want from me?! " Amnon-Selah cried. " If you intend to harm me again, just please leave me alone! "
In this scenario, he saw several deaths of people within the area and widened his eyes in shock. The Kree-Lizard hybrid was frightened to see a lot of slaves and guards ended up in tremendous bloodshed. From a distance, he was seeing the same people who chased him several years ago. All of them were pointing their weapons at him. Amnon-Selah dropped his accuser hammer and raised his hands in the air.
" Go on, shoot me! " he loudly cried. " You people wanted to kill me! I killed a lot of people when I got manipulated! Come on, KILL ME! "
One of the troopers heard him and took his weapons as they targeted the hybrid and shot him. Amnon instantly fell down on the ground, bleeding in blue color and lying unconsciously. Moments later, he instantly woke up and ended up, lying on the ground and returning as the brainwashed accuser. He furiously hissed when the other labour slaves intruigingly looked at him. Some indignantly glared while they taunted at him.
" Wait, what is he doing here?! " a middle-aged Chinese-American woman asked.
" Expect the Tyrant will bamboozle him by sending him into the roaches! " the blue Kree-Australian man loudly laughed. " That accuser bloke happened to be a lazy one at all! "
" He must have been overslept! " the young African-American man added.
" Lazy! " the wolf Faunus snickered and joined the crowd laughter.
The brainwashed accuser took his hammer and angrily gritted his teeth, thinking of exterminating the slaves. He heard enough scorn and laughter. The sane Amnon-Selah watched the entire scene and saw the guards coming from a distance.
" Oh, great! You're gonna kill all those people! Do you even understand what that vision is?! "Amnon indignantly asked. " You moron, you're not involved with the damn genocide! Don't even tell me, you're gonna join with the Foundation's merciless crusade of anyone who's considered as a threat to the entire population! "
" Stop nagging me! " his brainwashed self growled at nowhere.
" I'm not gonna stop until I got my real senses back! You're a damn piece of garbage that I wanted to dispose you for a long damn time! "
" SHUT UP! "
" I won't shut up, 682! "
The slaves noticed the brainwashed accuser talking to himself and kept laughing at him. Just then, a group of Kree and Lizard guards walked over to him. The hybrid accuser was cornered by the chief guard and his lot.
" Now, we need to talk, privately..." he indignantly spoke at him.
The accuser hissed and joined the guards into the tent near the man-made lake. The blue-skinned female lieutenant crossed his arms and offered him a seat. The brainwashed hybrid sat down and glared at him.
" We have seen you have overslept this morning, " she sternly answered. " Are you even aware that you should be up at 6:00 in the morning, Earth time! "
" I joined the French speaking lizard. "
" He witnessed you sleeping until the sun rises and reported you to me. You should have been awake since you are under twenty-four duty seven days a week! You cannot make any damn excuses! "
" Excuses, then..." the hybrid accuser repeated the word and scoffed. " Perhaps, this would ring a bell to your interests. "
The female Kree lieutenant crossed her arms and said, " And what kind of nonsense would you share, hybrid?! "
" The reason why overslept is because I saw a tremendous death of masses, " he confidently answered, hiding his fear. " The Foundation is responsible for it. "
The other Kree and Lizard guards exchanged glances and found the response too ridiculous. They laughed as their superior ignored them and rolled her eyes to her annoyance.
" Are you trying to be that traitor Methu-Selah? " she sternly asked.
" Why would I know? " the hybrid snickered. " Perhaps, ask his damn bastard who knows of this vision. If that brat were living, he could answer those. "
" What are we going to do? "
" You will have 100 percent of winning the fight against our enemies. I am sure you will be spared among the slaves! "
The sane Amnon-Selah overheard the conversation and indignantly spoke," YOU LIAR, 682! YOU REALLY KNEW THAT A LOT OF PEOPLE WILL DIE ! STOP SPREADING FALSE HOPES TO THEM, YOU FOOLISH BASTARD! THE FOUNDATION CAN DEFINITELY KILL ANYONE, YOU MORON! NO ONE WILL TRUST YOU WITH THAT FALSE PROPHECY OF YOURS!"
The brainwashed hybrid ignored the Kree-Lizard one's rants and cleared his throat. The female lieutenant became convinced as she smiled and said, " If that's so, we will make any preparations for that possible event. "
" Perfect, " he evilly grinned.
" FOR HALA'S SAKES, 682! YOU'RE SPREADING LIES! "
Just then, they heard the park's loud speaker and turned their attention to the announcement.
" ATTENTION ALL TROOPS! THE INSURGENTS HAVE TRESPASSED THE AREA! PREPARE TO ENGAGE! "
The rest of the Kree-Lizard troops took their weapons and proceeded to the frontlines. The brainwashed Amnon-Selah took out his accuser hammer and prepared to exterminate the slave ground intruders. Suddenly, the after effects of the Telekill metal caused him to experience killer migraines. He was loudly yelling in excruciating pain and holding his whole head. The sane Amnon-Selah returned to his senses and took a deep breath. He looked around the tent and heard loud exchanges of bullets and blasts in the area. Then, there were screams of people echoing in fear. Amnon decided not to use the accuser hammer and unfurled the tent, seeing the intense chaos like in his visions early this morning.
" I need to stop this madness right now, before it's too late! " he said to himself.
(Finally, it's more than a year that I have waited for this! Needed to end this with a cliffhanger.)
(Plot collab and idea along with TheFlashlightman)