" Kinship among nations is not determined in such measurements as proximity of size and age. Rather we should turn to those inner things - call them what you will - I mean those intangibles that are the real treasures free men possess. "
-Dwight D. Eisenhower
" Who the hell are you?! " the elderly half-Kree woman indignantly glared and asked at the pale skinned woman.
" My, you haven't known or heard about me..." the woman softly chuckled and evilly grinned. " My name's Alcina Dimitrescu. Lady of this manor, the New Accuser of Kasius, and slaughteress of vile and disgusting slaves of different races. "
" You're the new Kree Accuser?! " Amnon raised his voice and loudly laughed as he found her very ridiculous. " Really?! How come I have never heard of you?! Tell me, how did the tyrant recruit you after that Kree-682 hybrid had gone?! Oh, perhaps, you're so desperate in waiting for his demise, aren't you? Then, you're really happy to hear of his fate. You know what, you should take his hammer and start making more skirmish than he did! Definitely, you're nothing but a power hungry witch and a gold digger! "
" Nice one, Kid, " Carol thought and turned to her son. " Keep roasting her! "
" Oh, one more thing..." the pink Kree man snapped his fingers and gave her a snarky smile, laughing. " Please don't tell me, you're once an experimented slave who flirted and seduced Kasius to take your position as the new Kree Accuser! How convenient for you to do that! "
" Hey, Bud, tell her what we have done too! " Allen added.
" Finally, we killed your trusted slaves for good. How's that sound, my dear lady?! "
Lady Dimistrecu's smile slowly turned into a grimace when she heard Amnon's taunts and hardy laughter. She was unamused and angrily gritting her teeth. His harsh and nasty remarks on her were true. The female accuser instantly removed her gloves and unleashed her longest and sharpest nails that could brutally trap and impale a victim. Carol looked at her son with concern as she was worried for him. Karena and Allen prepared themselves to aim their weapons. Amnon nervously gulped and dryly chuckled. The tall lady accuser indignantly glared at his emerald irises in his eyes, sharpening her deadly long nails.
" Your eyes reminded me of someone else familiar, " she darkly broke her silence.
" Oh, really? Tell me, who? " Amnon asked and pretended to be oblivious. " I don't know who you are talking about? "
" I have seen that stupid hybrid accuser back in Switzerland. Your eyes reminded me of him, " Lady Dimitrescu answered and pointed her index finger, pinning down the Kree man. " You must be him...Now, in a new body. You allow anyone else to exterminate my daughters. You shall pay and experience what you truly deserve. "
Amnon was sweating in fear as he got cornered by a nine feet tall woman. She was engaged to take him down. Carol saw her son being threatened and illuminated her both hands. Her light soul became more tenacious than ever. She would never allow him to get hurt once more. She instantly blasted the accuser and sent her pushing, flying, and crashing into the wall. Lady Dimitrescu was still unaffected and managed to stand up. The elderly half-Kree woman took her son's right hand and helped him to rise up. Allen and Karena shared their glances and readied to shoot the new Kree accuser.
The series of bullets were aiming at Lady Dimitrescu, but she instantly slashing them. Karena took her rifle, targeting at the attacker's chest and pulling the trigger. The bullets ricocheted at her, however she kept evading and slashing them, making the French woman miss the targets. Amnon held his pistol and aimed at the new Kree accuser's head. Lady Dimitrescu instantly slashed the weapons into halves from her detractors. A hint of disappointment and fear had lingered at the group. Allen angrily crossed his eyebrows and frowned when he threw a grenade on her.
" Hey, vampire queen, hasta la vista, baby! " the dark haired mercenary exclaimed.
Lady Dimitrescu held a pine cone sized grenade and indignantly looked at the four who were running away from her. Suddenly, it exploded when smoke and fire visited the room. Carol and her three companions immediately rushed to the hallway into their safety.
" Is everyone okay? " she asked them.
" Oui, " Karena nodded and panted.
" Mom, how about Ella and the others? " Amnon raised his voice with concern. " We can't leave them here! "
" Kid, we're on our way to find them, " Carol answered her son. " I can sense where the witch has hid them. "
" Where? "
" In the basement. "
" Well, that's the place where we can find them, " Allen answered. " We'd better keep going and rescue them. "
The four were on their way to the stairs and looking their way to the place being mentioned. Amnon took out his flashlight when darkness from the ground floor engulfed them. The bright radiance had broken the void when they carefully walked around the hallway to the point where the three hooded maidens perished into ashes. Carol used seventh sense and cosmic awareness which she sensed echoes of fear and despair from below. She widened her eyes in shock to see and hear her daughter along with other captives.
" Mom? " her son looked at her with concern. " Did you find Ella? "
" Yes...she's down there! " the elderly half-Kree woman exclaimed.
" I guess you should send the floor with a hole, madame, " Karena suggested. " Then, we could easily break in. "
" Good idea, " the dark haired mercenary agreed and shrugged. " Cause we can't really find where we can get in there. I mean, this place is too dark, scary, and confusing to find the victims here. "
" I don't think so..." a low female voice sternly echoed from the hallway.
Carol, Amnon, Allen, and Karena widened their eyes in surprise and couldn't believe how the female accuser had survived from that explosion. Lady Dimitrescu indignantly glared at them as she regenerated her bruises and wounds. The elderly half-Kree woman confronted her and illuminated her both fists, readying herself to give the vile one into ashes.
" How the hell have you survived that explosion?! " Carol heatedly asked.
" That miserable lad was indeed right, " Dimitrescu sternly spoke. " I was an experimented slave in the early years of this reawakening. "
" Reawakening?! What are you talking about?! "
" This unending situation is what I call it, " she calmly answered and raised her right hand with her sharpest nails with an interjection. " This radical change to the entire globe has given us a chance to make it a better place without any corruption. "
" You have such a twisted mind, lady, " Allen scoffed and pointed his weapon at her.
" You fools do not truly accept the Kree and the Lizards have acted. "
" Tell us, did someone turn you to become what you are? " Karena indignantly asked.
" It was just forty years ago that I was taken as a cannon fodder slave. My friends and I ended up working for the tyrant out of this planet. I spent a long time of labour and hardship when the others were being killed for their disobedience and rebellion. I remained working as a slave until I met Mother Miranda and the tyrant named Taryan. They discovered my true potential as she brought me to those blue and pink skinned people as an experiment, " Dimitrescu explained and kept eyeing on the four people. " At first, I was infused with vampire blood and then got exposed to this powerful blue crystal. It cocooned me into rocks as it turned to be a weapon for those who attempt to break my rules. "
" So, you're an Inhuman, " Amnon surmised as he reckoned from the new accuser's story. " If you were once a slave, you could have rebelled and spared anyone. Perhaps, you could have..."
The tall lady accuser instantly grabbed the pink Kree and readied herself to pin him with her long needle-pointed nails. Carol, Allen, and Karena were in shock to see Amnon struggling and moaning to break free. Lady Dimitrescu indignantly glared at him and then to the others. The other two members of the Rebel Forces took their knives to throw at her.
" Do you even think I will do that, boy? " she retorted as she was about to puncture the Kree. " I am not like you who used his monstrous strength to free the slaves which you have done. I have an ambition to make more bloodshed for the Kree-Lizard legion! When you were an accuser like me, you had made blood on your hands, but you tremendously failed the tyrant himself! I will continue that work and follow , you deserve to die like your sister! "
" Just get your damn hands away from her! " Amnon angrily growled.
" You and her will meet your demise..."
" Let him go! " Carol radiated her both hands and aimed at the accuser.
" So, the queen of the light has come to destroy me, " Lady Dimitrescu snarled. " How about seeing your two children die and bathe in their pool of blood! "
" I won't give a damn at your skirmish! " the elderly half-Kree woman indignantly replied and instantly blasted her down.
Amnon immediately got away from the accuser and took his pistol. He started to pull the trigger when the bullets had ricocheted towards her chest. Lady Dimitrescu instantly slashed them after she stood up from the blast. Allen threw their knives on her, but the lady accuser had quickly divided into half.
" Dammit! " he angrily muttered.
" You will be damned, " she chuckled and readied herself to pin him down.
Karena saw her boyfriend being threatened and rushed herself behind the tall lady accuser and instantly stabbed her in the back. Lady Dimitrescu felt her blood slowly flowing down and angrily gritted her teeth, slowly moving her head and turning to the brunette attacker.
" Do you even think you can kill me? " she indignantly asked and instantly removed the knife, throwing it into the ground. Then, she threw Allen away from her.
Karena couldn't respond as she widened her eyes in fear. Seeing the new accuser's stab wounds quickly regenerating, she was slowly stepping back. Allen moaned in pain and noticed his girlfriend becoming terrified. Carol and Amnon shared glances and murmured.
" Karena! She's gonna kill you! Run! " the dark haired mercenary loudly cried.
" I am not going to leave you all behind, " the brunette Frenchwoman spoke.
" That monster can take you down! You need to leave! "
" I won't! "
Amnon heard the discussion from the other couple and checked the bullets from his pistol. He had a last bullet left and heavily sighed. Looking around the place, the pink Kree overheard more wailing from the basement and understood which his older half-sister was one of the survivors and captives for Lady Dimitrescu's execution. Carol turned to the accuser who was about to stab the other couple and looked at her son with concern.
" Kid, we need to do something, " his mother anxiously said. " Even my powers won't take any effect on her. "
" I understood that, Mom. She's indestructible. Kasius has absolutely chosen her as my replacement, " Amnon seriously replied. " I won't spark any bloodshed this time. "
" What if she tries to kill you? "
" No, I'm gonna kill her in a civilized manner. "
" Are you sure this is gonna work? "
" Mom, I have learned a lot of things from you for almost three years. Why don't you trust me on this one? " her son confidently smiled and answered. " Then, you guys can go and save Ella and the others. I'll make a diversion here. "
Carol was surprised to hear from Amnon which she realized that she planted a seed from the former Kree-682 hybrid. From the first time she had met her son, Amnon was too fearful, confused, and gloomy. Carol had to help and raise him when she got to know him more from his experiences. Her son also learned a lot from her and changed him, as he found his mother. This time, the half-Kree woman was glad to see and hear of her son's significant changes throughout time. She had no choice, but to trust his next act.
Amnon confronted the lady accuser and placed his weapon down, raising his both arms. Allen and Karena got anxious to see him when Lady Dimitrescu glared at him. Carol gave them a look to crawl away from the vicious woman and signalled them to secretly go to the basement. The couple nodded and followed her instruction as they left.
" Hey! " he loudly called her out. " Look, I surrender! You want to kill me, right?! We killed your daughters before we confronted you! "
" Of course, " Lady Dimitrescu seductively grinned. " But I will let you confront Kasius first before I do that. "
" Oh, come on! Seriously?! Why would you do that?! I mean, you'd really want to kill me. Come on, just do it! You want my blood? It's blue! You can sip it if you want to! "
" The tyrant has asked me to find his former accuser before I terminate him. This is his order. "
" Order? Really? You're so eager to pin and stab me down with your razor sharp claws! You have already known I partly failed and succeeded in killing the innocents. You want to take my life! So why bother if you're gonna let me face that delusional tyrant for the second time! Come on, I have faced him several times! I'm sick and tired of dealing with him and being brainwashed! "
" It's because you have a connection with that delinquent Kree Eternal! "
" He's just my master. "
" It's more than that, Amnon-Selah. "
" Oh, great! How did you know my name? " Amnon sarcastically spoke and shrugged.
" Because Kasius has told me, after you have left! "
" Then, you used my sister and anyone else as a trap to catch me! Bravo! I salute you, my lady! "
Amnon loudly laughed and placed both his hands on his waist. Lady Dimitrescu angrily gritted her teeth and rushed herself to stab him with her sharp nails. The pink Kree immediately kept dodging himself into safety. The tall accuser was raging mad and trying to aim her nails to take his chest. Amnon was nervously sweating and keeping his body moving away in other directions.
Without any awareness, Lady Dimitrescu was surprised to see the surviving victims rushing away from the basement. Allen, Karena, and Carol guided them to the main door for their exit. The lady accuser was furious and thinking to kill the Kree Eternal's son for good.
" You filthy Kree rat! " she angrily muttered. " You let my prey escape! I will give you what you want! "
" Then, do it! "
" Fine! "
Lady Dimitrescu was about to slash the pink Kree when a sudden blast of golden yellow photon sent her pushing and flying. She ended up crashing the walls. It was her mother in bright Binary form who did it. Amnon widened his eyes in shock as he couldn't believe an elderly half-Kree woman could do it. He remained speechless when Carol prevented him from meeting Lady Death. The tall accuser angrily gritted her teeth and managed to attack the half-Kree elder.
" YOU! " Dimitrescu heatedly retorted.
" Like I said, I have enough of your skirmish, " Carol sternly spoke and knocked the lady accuser on the gut. Then, she turned to Amnon, " Kid, bring your sister out of here! She's in the farthest room. I'll take care of this one! "
" Got it, Mom..." her son nodded no furiously and headed his way to the basement.
As his mother kept duelling with the evil vixen, Amnon hurriedly rushed on the hallway and retraced the steps where his three companions had headed. Then, he found a room near the kitchen and dining area, leading to the stairs. He took out his flashlight and broke the darkness. With his extraterrestrial adrenaline rushing and fast heartbeat, he ignored fear and anxiety and immediately reached the basement.
The pink Kree kept pointing his torch in the straight path and heard nothing but silence. He was running as fast as he could. From his left, Amnon heard a female voice moaning from a distance and rushed. He reached the position and found that the door was locked with chains, taking out his extra pistol and targeting the lock with his last bullet.
" I'll do what it takes to set her free, "he thought and instantly shot the lock as it fell down. Amnon immediately kicked the door with his left foot and opened it.
Finally, he lowered down his pistol and found his older half-sister tied up. Ella was badly bruised and wounded on her face and arms. Seeing her in that latest condition, Amnon recalled his early days at the MTF Facility in California when he was experimented on and physically abused by SCP-682. He understood how the Kree-Aussie woman was being brutally mistreated by her captors and felt mercy for her. Ignoring Ella's harshness in the previous days and remembering that day when Skouro freed him, the pink Kree thought of doing the same thing when he took out his knife and carefully untied her out of her bondages. Ella helplessly eyed at her younger half-brother and bitterly wept.
" I wanna go home... I wanna go home... I wanna go home..." she repetitively spoke.
" Ella, it's okay...I'm here..." Amnon calmly assured and gently placed his arms around her when she placed her head on his chest." Nobody's gonna hurt you. We're going home. "
The Kree man instantly carried her into his arms when Ella became weakened and placed her head on his left shoulder. They walked out of the room and left the basement. Noticing she was about to close her eyes.
Amnon lowly whispered, " Hang in there, Big Sis. We're almost there. I don't want you to lose yourself. Mom's waiting for us. We're all going home. "
Returning to the main floor of the manor, Amnon was still carrying his older half-sister and seeing his mother who was regenerating from her slash wounds on her face. Carol panted and looked at her son and daughter coming. The pink Kree got surprised to see where the accuser had gone.
" Mom, where did she go? Did you defeat her? " he curiously asked.
" I failed in taking her down, " she heavily sighed. " She's too indestructible. I almost gave her a full blast of my light soul, but that witch quickly escaped. "
" I know, but she could cause another ruckus anytime soon. "
" Kid, let anyone take her. She's out of our scope. The most important thing is we have Ella. "
" Right, I guess the MTF and the Rebel Forces can defeat her very soon. "
Ella Hughes slowly opened her eyes when she heard the voices. She tilted her head, looked at her brother, and said, " Please put me down... I can do this..."
" Are you sure you can walk in that condition? " Amnon asked with concern.
" That's an order..."
" Well, Mom's here to help you walk, Big Sis. "
The young Kree man carefully placed his older half-sibling down when his mother placed Ella's left arm on her shoulder. The Kree-Aussie woman bowed in shame and felt guilty for her mother and younger half-brother. She regretted her terrible mistakes and sadly sighed. Carol looked at her daughter and secretly read her mind.
" Mum...Amjoe...I'm sorry... " Ella sincerely broke her silence.
" Look, Ella, your brother and I had understood what you have been through, " she calmly spoke. " We hated you for being a jerk, but we have already forgiven you. "
" Ella, the past is passed. It will never defy you, " Amnon interjected and remembered his father's words.
Walking out of the manor, they saw Allen and Karena talking to some people of the Rebel Forces and the MTF while they were bringing the survivors into the Quinjet. The three never expected them to arrive and shared glances. Then, a dark green haired elderly man with a moustache walked over to them as Amnon recognized him many years ago in Alaska.
" This guy, " the pink Kree thought and tilted his head. " He looks so familiar. I met him around thirty to forty years ago, when I was a Kree-682 hybrid. I'm not so sure if he could recognize me in my new body. Yet, I wonder..."
" Kid? " Carol called her son's attention and read his mind. " Some old friend of yours? "
" Yeah, " Amnon nodded when he saw the man approaching.
" Good evening, " the moustached man politely greeted. " It seems your personal night-ops have successfully spared a group of victims and slaves to be executed. We have already tracked your location as Commanders Bav-Tek and Roosevelt had ordered us. "
" Yeah... I believe it's unauthorized to do a four-man mission in sparing my daughter. We're screwed, " Carol nervously grinned.
" Not necessarily, at least you spared my daughter-in-law and some people there, " he chuckled and noticed Ella who was physically battered and remained silent. " Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Christopher Knightfall. I'm one of the retired members of the Rebel Forces. So, Carol. I'm glad you're keeping up after that tremendous failure. "
" Thank you, Chris, " she nodded.
" It's nice to meet you, sir, " Amnon added. " It was our intention to spare my older half-sister and everyone who remained there. The new accuser has escaped. I know we will take her down in due time."
" That's good to know, Lad, " Chris smiled and nodded in agreement. Then, he intently looked at the Kree's emerald irises in his both eyes and curiously raised his eyebrows. " Your eyes look very familiar. They reminded me of my close friend who has been missing for years. Have we met before? "
" Well, I think so... I think it's going to be a long and complicated tale to tell, " Amnon grinned and offered a handshake with his right hand. " I'm Amnon Montmartre. It's nice to meet you, too. "
" Right, " the green-haired man smiled back and responded at the young blonde man's gesture. " We have a lot of things to talk about. Perhaps, very soon. For now, we need to head back to Paris. "
(Allen Stroud and Christopher Knightfall belong toKnightfall077)