"Whenever we give up, leave behind, and forget too much, there is always the danger that the things we have neglected will return with added force. "

― Carl Jung

(THREE DAYS LATER: FORMER ONE WORLD TRADE CENTER, NEW YORK CITY: 2:00 PM)

Busily pruning and trimming his maple bonsai tree, the blue Kree tyrant diverted himself to forget his failure and grief from his deceased lady accuser. His eyebrows crossed when he intently stared at the plant and saw a dead branch. Kasius frowned and sighed, forcefully removing it. While working on his plant, he remembered what Deadeye Jake told him which the Kree Eternal and his lot had prevented his further plans along with Alcina Dimitrescu and Mira-Selah. Out of his frustration, he violently took out the plant's root as he was at the verge of killing it.

" Damn you, Methu-Selah, Damn you! "he angrily thought and cut the branches." I could have been there to take you down along with your little bastard! You and him should be dead by now! I will make sure that you and your loved ones will set yourselves in the grave! "

He was about to kill the miniature plant when he heard a gentle knock on the door. The Kree Overlord paused his brutal work and placed his pruning shears on the table when he walked over at the door and opened it, revealing a blonde cyborg woman cladded in a white long sleeved gown. Kasius composed himself and gave his female slave a slight smile. Gourai Titanius respectfully bowed at him.

" Gourai, I didn't expect you to come, " the blue tyrant said. " Come in. "

Gourai nodded no furiously and entered Kasius's personal area. Then, she moved her head around and noticed the bonsai tree was violently injured, its roots were almost revealed, and branches and leaves were torn down.

" My liege, are you all right? " she asked with concern.

" I'm just fine, Gourai, " Kasius calmly answered, hiding his tremendous fury. " Just fine. "

" Are you sure? "

" Of course. Now, what brings you here? "

" My liege, I can't hear anyone else in this place, " Gourai answered with an uncomfortable gaze. " I can only hear and communicate with you. "

" Well, you are one of my servant girls, here. You may see them, but you have no ability to talk and hear anyone else, but me, " Kasius said and clasped his both hands.

" If I raise my request to remove this inhibitor..."

" NO. "

Gourai sighed heavily when she heard her master's response. Kasius crossed his arms and stared at her. Then, he instantly laughed at her.

" I'm unable to do that, Gourai, unless I have plans for you, " the blue tyrant replied and grinned.

The female cyborg slave remained silent and deeply thought of what she had seen earlier this morning. She was unable to hear the background noises and discussions of those people which she was struggling to understand. Gourai saw a tall bald pale skinned man with a hulking body. She was frightened to see him and noticed the blood stained on his hands and clothes. Kasius intently looked at her and placed both of his hands in his pockets.

" Is there something wrong? " he curiously asked.

" Nothing, my liege, nothing, " Gourai respectfully bowed and made excuses for herself.

" I don't think so, " Kasius rolled his eyes in disbelief and secretly read his slave's mind. " I believe you met someone from the slave den. Don't tell me you have been visiting and searching for that damn bastard in his dark empty cell. "

" No, my lord. I swear I have never visited his place ever since he left us. I just saw someone earlier, but it's not him. "

" Tell me, who is it? "

Gourai nervously gulped as her face was sweating. Seeing the man coming into the room, she widened her eyes in fear. The same being whom she had encountered. The bald hulking man was wearing a long overcoat with some metallic trimmings. On his left armband, the number 016 was written. His face remained cold and emotionless, looking at the slave cyborg woman and her blue skinned master. Kasius was grinning and letting the newcomer in.

" Why I didn't know Basha told me a highly valuable experimented slave have come to visit me? " the blue Kree tyrant calmly spoke to him. " I believe you have come to see as my maidservant has seen you. Is that right, Mr. X? "

Mr. X remained non speaking and nodded. Then, he gave Kasius and Gourai a deathly glare. The cyborg slave woman couldn't tolerate to see him as she slowly stepped back. She knew that this visitor was a ruthless man of death.

" Well, then, " Kasius continued. " You're just the right person to continue your predecessor's supposed acts. For now, I would like to find out if you are a worthy accuser under my reign. "

Mr. X angrily clenched his fists and crossed his face, implying that he was ready for the kill. Kasius took out his holographic display, flashing images of the Kree Eternal Methu-Selah, Elder Carol Danvers, and Amnon-Selah. The hulking slave man darkened his sight and turned to the blue tyrant.

" Yes, they are your current targets, " Kasius instantly said and angrily stressed his words. " Aside from taking those people who rebel, I badly wanted this family dead! Understand?! "

The bald man looked at the blue tyrant and nodded in agreement. On the other hand, Gourai was speechless as she didn't like what would happen very soon. She had no choice, but to let the dark sulfur skin overlord decide for the fates of those three people.

" If only I could get out here and warn Carol what she would expect, but I'm still stuck here, "Gourai anxiously thought." I wish I could have done something here. "

(DREAM SEQUENCE)

Walking around an abandoned house in America, the Kree Eternal moved his head around and illuminated both of his with a radiant blue light. He was too vigilant in case of any attackers. He was slowly going up to the stairs where he was inspecting the rooms. Methu-Selah found a spill of red blood on the floor and levitated himself. Closely peeking at the doorway, he noticed a deceased old woman and widened his eyes in shock. Then, he used his cosmic awareness to sense any murdering intruders. Suddenly, he sensed someone who killed her.

Instantly, he flew outside the house and saw more people lying in the pool of blood. Methu-Selah noticed two familiar women who were included in the mass grave. He watered his eyes, quickly descended from the pale gray sky, and knelt down on the bodies of Carol Danvers and Amélie Glenat. He placed their heads on his knees and bitterly wept.

Just in front of him, he turned his attention to his son who held his sniper rifle and aimed at the tall muscular figure. Methu-Selah became anxious of Amnon's targeting activity. The young pink Kree pulled his trigger when the bullets were raining and rushing into the air. He kept shooting, but his formidable opponent remained unaffected and continued walking.

" Amnon! Retreat! He's going to kill you! " Methu-Selah sharply yelled.

Amnon noticed he was losing bullets and turned to his blue skinned father, looking anxious and implying for his help. Suddenly, the man instantly grabbed the pink Kree sniper and prepared to choke him.

" M-Master... H-help me! I-I c-can't...breathe! " his son loudly cried his last words, struggling to break free, closing his eyes, and falling into his fate.

Illuminating his both hands in rage, the tears from the ancient Kree dropped from his face and loudly yelled, "AMNON!"

(ROUEN, FRANCE: 3:00 AM)

Methu-Selah quickly opened his eyes and breathed heavily when he woke up from his nightmare and instantly sat up from his bed. He stood up and wore his green boots, thinking of diverting his thoughts by flying. The Kree Eternal left his room and ascended from the mansion's balcony. He headed above the troposphere, going to the stratosphere and looking at the bright pint-points in the sky.

Methu-Selah sighed in relief and deeply thought, "That prophetic dream will be a reality if I don't act, but Kasius and cohorts can easily find and kill me. How can I save my loved ones for that potential skirmish?"

Just beside him, there was an elderly half-Kree woman who looked concerned at him and asked, " Sleepless? "

" Yes, " he nodded at Carol as his face was too serious.

" I'm not gonna read your mind, Methie, " she said. " I just need to know if it's a nightmare or a dream. "

" A prophetic nightmare, " he instantly spoke. " A grimm one. "

" Care to tell me? "

Methu-Selah heavily sighed and recalled, " I was in an abandoned house and going onto the streets in my dream when I saw deceased people lying on the ground. "

Carol cocked her eyebrows, paid attention to her boyfriend's story, and intriguingly queried, " So, who are those dead people that you saw? "

" Maria Hill, former Director of SHIELD and leader of the Rebel Forces in America. A lot of people in the MTF and the Rebel Forces. Then, I saw you and Amélie lying on the mass grave, " he anxiously answered.

" Methie, it's only a dream, " she assured and held her boyfriend's right hand. " I'm sure this is not going to happen, right? "

" It will happen, Carol, " he sternly stressed. " I can sense Kasius has another accuser for the third time. In that dream, I saw a bald man who killed our son! If we don't act, we will lose Amnon again! "

Hearing of their son's possible death, Carol was alarmed as she didn't want that to happen. She and her boyfriend would do anything to protect him. Then, she deeply thought of Amnon's question for the past few days in Brussels which she couldn't answer.

" Methie, I understand you, " she broke her silence. " As much as we can, we have to protect him from that potential threat. You knew how we could take down those bad guys from him. I know you have visions about the future. "

" It is for certain, " the Kree Eternal replied and nodded in agreement.

" But there's one thing that we need to consider for Amnon. "

" What is it? "

" Our son has asked me about you as his father which I couldn't answer. Will you even tell him the truth? "

Methu-Selah made a deep sigh and heard his girlfriend's question. He was really anxious to disclose the truth to his son and didn't want to see the scenario of Amnon despising him. The Kree Eternal made an implied father and son relationship without telling him. He was waiting for the right time to reveal himself as his biological father. Perhaps, he would tell it to him before he passes on. Carol noticed his long silence and waited for him to respond.

" Carol, I really want to tell him I am his real father, " he seriously replied.

" Then, why can't you tell him? " she asked.

" It's just that I'm afraid that he might disown and hate me. That's why I am showing my actions as his real father without mentioning it. Carol, I'm so sorry. If only I had the courage to tell him, I hope he understands and accepts it. The problem is I felt I had abandoned him for fifty years. "

" Methie, " she sighed, sincerely smiled and hugged her boyfriend. " You never abandoned him ever since. You were searching and watching him for years. If Amnon's here right now, he could have heard of it. He will be happy to find out that you're his father. Look, I don't force you to do it immediately, but you need to find time to tell him. "

" I will try, " he slightly smiled. " Car-Ell, please cross your fingers for my success in telling him.

" I know you can do it,monsieurMontmartre. Just make sure it's the right timing for heart-to-heart father and son talk. "

(FEW HOURS LATER)

Amnon busied himself sweeping the fallen tangerine leaves from the trees and held a garden broom. He was at the mansion's garden where some young children had been running around and playing with their fathers. He paused, looked at them, and deeply sighed, thinking about his real father's identity and whereabouts.

" If my real father were here right now, would he be truly glad to meet me? "he asked himself and continued sweeping. " I wonder if I will get to know and talk about everything with him. Will he accept and understand the things that I have experienced? "

Methu-Selah watched over his son from a distance, secretly read his mind, and thought," Amnon, I am still with you, but I don't know how I could open up to you. I wish I could have told you from the first time we met in Ethiopia, but I am trying to make the right timing. "

The Kree Eternal walked over to his son, stood beside him, and said, " My boy, sorry if I interrupt your morning work. "

Amnon paused his work, turned to his father and smiled, " No, it's fine, master. I really want to talk and ask you a lot of things. "

" Right, " Methu-Selah nodded and smiled back. " I'm actually in that mood too. "

" What do you mean? "

" Amnon, it's a very long and serious talk, " the ancient blue Kree seriously replied. " I have just sensed one of these days that you have been starting to ask questions to your mother and anyone else. Is it about your biological father, I take it? "

" Right, " he nodded. " It's been puzzling to me about having Kree genes when I was a SCP-682 hybrid clone. Now I'm in my new form with the same Kree genes, I still have questions boggling in my mind. I hope you can answer those. "

" I see. Amnon, mind if we discuss that privately with you? "

" Right now? I'm finishing my sweeping. Later, I'll harvest some tomatoes and other vegetables. Maybe, you can help me and have a chat later. "

" Of course, son. Let's get to work first, " the Kree Eternal agreed.

The two Kree men were about to work when Elder Carol Danvers and a familiar dark winged angel with curly raven locks stood in front of them. Methu-Selah and his son had temporarily postponed their household chore and possible conversation as they knew this current confrontation is important. Methu-Selah sadly sighed and missed his opportunity of revealing himself as Amnon's real father. On the other hand, Amnon felt disappointed that he wanted to ask the most serious questions to the Kree Eternal.

" Mom, Skóuro? " Amnon called the Dark Angel's name and his mother, turning his attention to them. " What's going on? "

" Hello, Amnon and Old Methu, " Skóuro slightly smiled and greeted them, hiding her sadness. " Carol and I had a discussion about returning to Paris. That's why we remained here in Rouen this week. The others had evacuated in some villages and exiled to Marseilles and Cannes. "

" What is it? " Methu-Selah queried.

" The Rebel Forces and the MTF Troopers are resisting against the new accuser. They failed in taking him down, " Skouro answered and sadly sighed. " Firstly, he brutally took down your friend, Amélie on the day she was having her chemotherapy. "

The Kree Eternal remained silent and recalled a prophetic dream early this morning, seeing Amélie as one of the bodies in the mass grave. He angrily clenched his fists and bowed his head. It came true, however, he was alarmed that Carol and Amnon would be the next victims.

Skóuro noticed the old blue man's long silence, looked at him with concern, and called his attention, " Old Methu, are you okay? "

" Amélie is no longer with us, " he sternly spoke. " I'd better deal with that mad man alone. "

" Methie, you don't even know how dangerous that freak of nature is?! " Carol anxiously raised her voice. " I don't want to lose you! "

" She's right, Old Methu, " Skóuro added. " Even our Keter and Euclid crystals didn't work out on our end. The Kree tyrant has found an indestructible accuser who he could effectively exterminate anyone else. "

" Still, Amelie was my friend, " the Kree Eternal stressed. " I couldn't tolerate what the madman had done! Even if I could die there, I will make a way to take him down! "

Amnon was non-speaking and remembering that day when Nancy was killed by a cybernetic madman in Canada. He understood what his father meant he wanted to punish the new accuser. The pink Kree was composing his thoughts and deciding if he could act on behalf of his father.

" I will do it, " Amnon broke his silence.

" Amnon?! What are you thinking?! " Skóuro raised her voice. " You're going to be killed in the frontlines. "

" It doesn't matter, Skóuro, " he replied. " If you guys don't want Old Methu-Selah to fight, then why don't I do it on his behalf? "

" Are you really that serious, Kid?! " Carol added. " Everyone failed to take down that killer! I don't want you to get your head off on the streets! "

" Mom, I've trained enough for a couple of months now! I did a lot of slave den raidings before, " the pink Kree reasoned. " I never did anything back in Bulgaria. I have to fight him alone, too. "

" Carol, I don't think this is a good idea. You have reunited with Amnon, then you will lose him, " Skóuro said to the elderly half-Kree.

" I know, we should do something to stop him, " Carol replied.

" Mom, Skóuro, I just have to do this, please! " Amnon begged and continued reasoning. " I once served under Kasius and manipulated as his previous accuser. I killed a lot of people without my volition! It's my chance to bring back what I originally intended to do. "

" Amnon, Carol and I won't allow you on that solo mission, " the dark angel warned. " You don't know what danger will bring you there. "

" I don't even care! I have to do this for my master! He lost Amélie! "

" We care for your safety, Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre, '' his mother sternly replied. '' Even for Methu-Selah's sake, we won't let you shed your blood in the frontlines! "

" If I don't do anything, I feel like I will fail my real father if he's here with us! "

Carol and Skóuro shared glances and turned to the Kree Eternal upon hearing Amnon's strong remarks, giving him a suggestive -Selah heard the conversation between the three and predicted Amnon's possible death on the streets. Then, he cleared his throat and spoke to the two ladies, " Car-Ell, Ms. Valour, please leave us. We need a serious talk. "

" Methie, are you..." the elderly half-Kree curiously tilted her head and paused.

" I need to put sense into him, " he spoke.

" I hope it goes well with you both, Old Methu, " Skóuro added.

" More like a father and son talking, Skóuro. We won't be long."

Skouro and Carol left the two Kree men. Amnon sighed exasperatedly and shrugged, " Master. Look? I'm just planning to have a solo mission because I have never done anything in Bulgaria! Why can't I have my chance to work on my own like I used to?! I'm doing this to you and Amélie! I'm sorry for her loss, but I really need to do this! "

" Son, didn't you even understand that you might lose your life once again?! That potential Kree Accuser will kill you if you pursue your solo exploits?! " the Kree Eternal stressed and raised his right pointing finger. " Your mother and I were worried for you when you knocked you down! Do you even know that?! "

" But I can manage that on my own! I have trained myself within the MTF and the Rebel Forces! "

" Still, you are going to die if you do! Amnon, I have predicted in my dream earlier that you will end up losing in the hands of the madman! Do you even realize that Kasius is still after you?! Those madmen including the ones you have encountered in Bulgaria, they are after you, including me and your mother! "

" What are you talking about, master?! It's me who will do the work for the both of you! " Amnon argued. " So, you won't do anything! "

" Amnon, if you do that and die, there's a possibility that they will also kill me and your mother, "the Kree Eternal seriously warned.

(Skoúro Valour belongs toFlashlightMan)