" What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the will to find out, which is the exact opposite. "

― Bertrand Russell

(February 7, 2018: Los Angeles, California, United States of America: 2:10 AM)

Thanks to the Kree Eternal's healing ability, Xenocide was recovering from the wounds and injuries which SCP-682 had done to him almost two hours ago. The ginger haired Faunus man instantly sat up, looked at the deceased homeless people around him, sadly bowed, and heavily sighed. Mar-Vell looked at his greatest granduncle and stood beside him, after Methu-Selah finished healing his friend.

" I'm sorry that had happened, " the pink Kree solemnly broke his silence. " Granduncle Methu, I could have... "

" You don't need to apologize, Mar-Vell, " the Kree Eternal calmly answered. " You spared your friend's life from a despicable SCP object who tortured my son in the past eight months. "

" Eight months?! " Mar-Vell raised his voice in shock. " Great Pama?! WHY?! "

" That's so horrible, Old Methu! " Xenocide added. " Why does he even do that?! Your child's life has been at stake! Why can't you even spare him? "

" I have always wanted to break him out of that containment and bring him out of this planet for good, " Methu-Selah gloomily lowered his head and seriously answered. " The 05 Council ordered me not to get near him. He still has the genes from 682, despite he's a Kree Eternal hybrid. They think he can be dangerous as that demon. "

Mar-Vell and Xenocide exchanged glances and surprised to hear from the ancient blue Kree's words. They never realized a father like him couldn't take care and raise his son who was created from a Foundation laboratory and facility. Methu-Selah looked up at the dark winter skies where the two dog stars were running along with their neighbouring constellation Orion like two happy sons quickly chasing their father. Xenocide felt sorry for the Kree Eternal and began composing his thoughts.

" I know it's too difficult to see your son suffering as the humans didn't allow you to be with him, " he empathized. " If I were in your shoes, I have my own freewill to break your bosses's rules, spare your son from that madness, and leave Earth. Definitely, you were just playing along with them and doing your job there out of obedience. I understand that, but you will find a way to reunite with him. "

" Indeed. I disguised myself as Dr. Jean Meir Montmartre, a French Foundation scientist, observed their activities, and did a lot of research and experimentation. I was one of the people who created a Kree Eternal and SCP-682 hybrid clone on the Fourth of July last year. "

" Woah, woah, woah! " Mar-Vell exclaimed in shock and shook his ancient relative's shoulders. " Slow down a bit! So, that poor kid who 682 mentioned is my youngest cousin by Kree blood?! "

" Yes..."

" Damn those humans and their monstrous goons! " the pink Kree angrily muttered. " Why would even that horrible lizard repetitively harm him?! This is so ridiculous and totally rubbish! "

" Mar-Vell, I talked to him a while ago, " Xenocide turned to his friend and answered, slowly standing up from his position. " The boy was nothing like 682. He had beaten the poor young soul to death for his satisfaction. "

" That's the most tremendous experimentation they did to my son, " the Kree Eternal sadly replied. " I was helplessly watching and hearing him suffer aside from having his nightmares. "

" Surely, it ain't your choice to do nothing. You're forced to do your job, I take it? " Mar-Vell asked and interjected his right hand. " Did you find someone whom you can trust to keep an eye on him? "

" I do have two people whom I can trust: Dr. Valery Fedorov, a Russian Foundation scientist, and Loki Laufeyson, a disguised MTF Trooper. "

" Loki the Asgadian god of mischief?! He's been doing undercover work on Earth, too?! "

" Now, that sounds new to me, " Xenocide commented. " I never knew a mischief lord can work with them. "

" As a disguise like I do, " the Kree Eternal answered and reminded the two men. " If ever my son had escaped containment, please help him in his journey. "

" You predicted this, didn't you, great granduncle Methu? " Mar-Vell surmised and shrugged. " I'm not even sure if I can help that boy. "

" Maybe, it's your chance to help him, Mar-Vell, " his ginger haired spirit friend suggested and smiled, snapping his fingers. " You're the right person for the job! "

" Hey! I don't think I am gonna be responsible for babysitting a Kree-682 hybrid! "

" Oh, yes you are! "

" No, I'm not! "

Methu-Selah heard the humorous retorts and taunts from the two men when he slightly smiled and sighed in relief. During his stay in Site 19, he had a clear vision of his greatest grandnephew who would take care of his son. Even the 05 Council or anyone from the Foundation had forbidden to be with the hybrid chip of his old block. The Kree Eternal let out a deep sigh and watched them laughing in the end.

" I guess Mar-Vell could be a good babysitter for him! " he joked and chuckled.

" What?! " the homeless pink Kree exclaimed in disbelief as his friend with antlers laughed at him. " You'd gotta be kidding me?! I'm too old in taking care of children! Why?! "

" See, I've told you earlier that someone will need your help! " Xenocide snorted and gently knocked his Kree friend's elbow.

" Fine..." Mar-Vell heavily sighed and shrugged. " It looks like I have no choice. "

Methu-Selah slightly smiled and used his Kree Cosmic Awareness, sensing some SHIELD Agents coming on the streets. Then, he looked at the two men with a concern and seriously spoke, " Please do not tell anyone about my son's existence and whereabouts. Once my fellow race finds out, he will be abducted and enslaved..."

Mar-Vell and Xenocide ceased their laughter and heard the
ancient blue man's warnings. They never knew that boy's life would be at stake when everyone would spill the beans about his identity and existence. For them, they had to keep it a secret for good in order to protect him.

" We will, " the two men nodded in agreement.

" Now, be careful in talking about my son to anybody. Keep it a secret. I'll see you two again, " the Kree Eternal smiled and levitated his feet from the dark cement ground, instantly flying away. The two men watched him ascending and drifting away into the skies.

Xenocide curiously turned to his friend and asked, " So, he told us not to tell anyone about the boy, right? I mean we need to find someone whom we can trust us and keep that secret. "

" I know the right person who I can talk to about it. She may help us to keep that secret from Great Uncle Methu, " Mar-Vell quickly snapped his fingers and replied.

" Who? "

" She's used to be my old friend and mentee back who happened to be a former US Air Force officer and discovered my true identity as a Kree soldier. I was the one who was responsible for activating her light soul and Kree genes, " he continued and heavily sighed. " Now, she took my mantle as I became too jealous and bitter over her. "

" It's not to late to make amends with her, my friend. "

" I guess so. "

" Do you even know where she is right now? "

The homeless pink Kree pointed his right index finger on the night sky as his response. The ginger haired Faunus looked up and nodded which he understood. Then, he turned to his friend and replied, " Right, I see. "

Suddenly, there were large black vehicles coming and parking front of them. The two covered their eyes and almost got blinded. From the armored vans, they were figures of men and women stepping out and walking over to them. Some of them were armed and rushing towards the deceased victims. Mar-Vell and Xenocide both shared glanced and raised their hands in form of their surrender and arrest.

" We won't arrest you, " a calm male voice echoed who revealed to be a tall dark haired Asian man with a shades of magenta who had a pony tail. He was cladded in a charcoal business suit with a lime green shirt and an emerald colored neck tie. The man had his hands in his pants's pockets as he was walking along with a ginger haired Caucasian woman wearing a dark tactical suit and a pink scarf around her neck.

" Who the hell are you humans? " Xenocide asked.

" I'm Agent Lie Ren of S.H.I.E.L.D, " the Asian man seriously introduced himself and showed his ID and badge. " And this is my partner Agent Nora Valkyrie, we're here to take you into our headquarters. "

" What do you mean?! " Mar-Vell raised his tone, feeling apprehended. " We didn't kill those guys! We are just plain witnesses of that genocide by that damn killer! We're innocent! "

" Look guys, we understand that, " Nora grinned and shrugged. " We're here to get your statements from that incident, so that's why we're gonna take you there. "

" Is this an interrogation or something? " Xenocide asked again, becoming confused. " Are we gonna spend time answering your questions? "

" Yes, " the two SHIELD agents answered in unison.

(SEVERAL HOURS LATER: SHIELD HEAQUARTERS)

After resting inside the containment cell, Mar-Vell finished eating when the two Remnite SHIELD Agents guarded him. The blonde man was talking to his scarlet haired girlfriend when the pink Kree watched them over the window and stood up from his seat and approached them.

" Yo! " the blonde homeless extraterrestrial greeted the couple and called their attention. " Am I gonna be contained and experimented? Look guys, I can't waste my time here. I have to go back on the streets and return to my usual business, unless you're gonna give me a can of Heineken Beer as a peace offering! "

The SHIELD agents paused their conversation and shared their glances. The blonde man uttered a word to his female partner, ordering open the door. The redhead woman pressed the buttons when it automatically opened. Mar-Vell stepped out of the white containment cell.

" Thank you for listening, " he sarcastically said.

" Sir, Daisy needs to have a word with you and your friend, " the Remnite redhead reminded.

" Who's Daisy? "

" Agent Johnson, aka Quake. She's our team leader. "

" Okay, " the pink Kree unfuriously nodded and glared at the couple. " You two haven't introduced to me earlier. "

" Agent Pyrrha Nikos, aka Polarity, " she introduced.

" Agent Jaune Arc, " the blonde man in a business suit added. " You must be? "

" Mar-Vell...formerly Captain Marvel, " the homeless Kree emotionlessly replied. " I refused to stop bothering my personal background, Okay?! I'm gonna talk to you if you guys are gonna give me a bottle or can of beer. "

" Mar-Vell, that's quite demanding to say..." Jaune nervously grinned.

" You guys need me for an interrogation, right? I'm not demanding, I'm asking you a favor, understand? "

Jaune and Pyrrha heavily sighed and heard the sober street rat. They never said a word and guided him to the hallway. Mar-Vell noticed the long silence of this environment and curiously looked at the couple. The pink Kree noticed there were other SHIELD agents coming and going as he refused to use his Kree Cosmic Awareness to the people. Finally, they reached the interrogation room and saw another ginger haired man with some antlers. Xenocide gave his friend a warm smile which he waited for him to arrive.

Jaune looked at the pink Kree and reminded, " You guys need to wait for her. She's on her way and preparing for your interrogation. "

" Hey, what about my beer I requested! " Mar-Vell demandingly raised his voice.

Jaune and Pyrrha ignored him and let a deep sigh, becoming annoyed at him. They left the interrogation room and never wanted to give into the sober homeless man's request. Mar-Vell kept demanding as Xenocide facepalmed and cringed at his friend, exasperately sighing.

" For Hala's sakes, why did they ignore me?! I'm just asking for a can or a bottle of beer?! " he whined. " HEY!! "

Suddenly, a curly brunette woman dropped in and held a tablet using her left hand. She was wearing a leather dark tactical catsuit with purple trimmings. She had a metallic belt on her hips and a pair of silver grey gauntlets. The two men turned their attention to her when she entered.

" Captain Mar-Vell and Xenocide, " the female SHIELD Agent called their names and offered the two some chairs. " Have a seat. "

They found chairs behind them and instantly sat down. The pink Kree street rat crossed his arms and suspiciously glared at the woman. On the other hand, the Faunus gave her a warm smile and waited for her to speak up.

" I'm sorry for not introducing myself. My name's Agent Daisy Johnson, " she said and took her seat across them. " We need to ask a couple of questions for that murderous lizard incident. This will take time. "

" What?! " Xenocide raised his voice, finding it too ridiculous. " I beg your pardon, you said it will take time? "

" Yes, indeed. "

" Dammit, this is nonsense! " Mar-Vell added and angrily pounded on the table, causing a crack. " Look, miss. We don't wanna waste our time for Pama's sakes! We have a life to continue, you know?! "

" Ren and Nora found you two in the aftermath of that bloodied incident, " Daisy answered and remained calm as her superiors, Agent Coulson and Director Fury told her for every interrogation. " So, we placed you both under temporary custody unless you have requested to leave. "

" Ma'am, we understand that, " Xenocide calmly replied and raised his left hand in interjection. " But we will comply with your terms, my friend is insisting to have an alcoholic drink for him. "

" That will do after this interrogation, " she instantly said and held her tablet. " Before I will ask you some questions, I'll show you this surveillance video from Downtown LA camera drones. "

" Fine, have it your way, " Mar-Vell heavily sighed as he had no choice.

The brunette Inhuman SHIELD Agent opened her tablet and and played the video. It was the same cold night when they saw some homeless people roaming around on the alley and street sidewalks. Some were sitting and chattering around with their fellow beggars.

Without their knowledge, a larger male reptilian that walked with four legs. He had wounds and scars, showing the flesh. There were sharp spikes on his back to his rotting tail. On that scene, the homeless people were terrified to see that grimm and brooding creature. The others had stepped back in fear and quickly run away. The lizard widened his mouth to growl as the other people threw garbage cans and some scattered objects they could find. He retaliated by shooting his spikes on them when they got pinned down and bled. The fleeing elderly homeless man instantly stood up, picked up his belongings, quickly rushed away. The indestructible lizard chased him and grabbed the elder away as he ended up being devoured. The others also met their fate as the reptilian also ate them. The street became a place of massacre and mourning.

Mar-Vell and Xenocide remained silent after watching that horrendous footage which Daisy played. The Inhuman SHIELD Agent sadly bowed her head and immediately ended the video for she couldn't take the brutality that happened this early morning.

" Were you there during that incident? " she asked.

" Yes, " the two men replied in unison.

" What were you doing at that time? "

Xenocide answered, " I was talking to Mar-Vell and watching him eating those spoiled food and drinking a can of expired beer. "

" Then, what happened? "

" Well, I told him that I needed to check that loud threshold. I hurriedly came to that lizard and asked him a couple of questions. Then, his name was 682. "

Daisy cocked her eyebrows to her suspicion and crossed her arms, " I have never heard of that name before. Did he answer your question why he killed those people? "

" He said that humans do not deserve to live...Their arrogance and stubborness annoys him...They are nothing, but a putrid of mud..."

" He has too much hatred upon us, " she commented.

Xenocide nodded and continued, " Indeed, he is. He also mentioned that their survival didn't matter to him. Only death was their absolute resolution, they deserved that state because of their foolishness. I tried to convince that lizard redeem himself, but he laughed at me. He said it was his choice and ultimate destiny in seeing massive deaths and despair on this stupid rock. He could be the one who will fulfill it, but someone else..."

Daisy leaned on her seat and became puzzled and alarmed of the faunus looking man's statement from 682. She took a deep sigh and began composing her thoughts.

" What happened afterwards? " she asked.

" 682 almost killed me, but Mar-Vell instantly rescued me aside from his ancient relative, the Kree Eternal, " Xenocide replied and turned to the pink Kree. " Mar-Vell, it's your turn to testify. "

" Right, " Mar-Vell cleared his throat and continued as the SHIELD agent listened. " Well, that monster was about to kill Xeno when I defended him and talked trash with 682. He said, only my death shall satisfy him. He was about to pin me down as I grabbed my friend away. Then, Methu-Selah the Kree Eternal, my greatest granduncle showed up and fought that mad beast. "

" Did he kill your relative? " Daisy queried.

" No, he left after he got regenerated. "

" That seems to be a diabolical creature, " she commented. " Did the Kree Eternal know him? "

" A contained experimental creature from the Foundation, " the pink Kree answered.

" What and who is the Foundation? "

Mar-Vell and Xenocide shared glances as they didn't know the origins of that shady organization. Then, they decided not to disclose about the Kree Eternal's son and looked at her.

" Ma'am, we really don't know what it is, " Xenocide replied and shrugged. " We already knew that they keep some strange creatures, people, and objects for experimentation. "

" Agent Johnson, we're pretty sure that 682 will continue his bloody rampage, " Mar-Vell added. " I'm not gonna take part of this search and destroy for that monster. I have other things to do as a street beggar. "

" You abandoned your life as a Protector of the Universe? " Daisy made another question. " Why? "

" It's a long story and my personal choice, " he stressed. " I don't want to get involved of such drama like I had before. "

" If you need volunteers, Ms. Johnson. I am willing to join you on behalf of my friend, " Xenocide suggested and made an excuse, smiling and winking at Mar-Vell. " You see, he has some commitments on the streets that he can't abandon. "

" Fine, " she nodded in agreement. " Thank you for your interest in helping us. "

" You're welcome. "

" And where on Hala is my beer?! " the homeless Kree raised his eyebrows in defiance to Daisy. " Your agents didn't give me which I have demanded, earlier. "

The Inhuman SHIELD Agent heavily sighed, took her wallet, and gave him some cash, " You can go to cafeteria at the lobby. Don't spend your happy hours on the daytime and get some real and fresh food, got it? "

" Thank you, Agent Johnson! " Mar-Vell happily beamed and received a hundred dollar paper bill. " I can go now! Thank you so much! "

In the midst of a busy crowd, a half-Kree woman with long curly blonde locks walked around at the SHIELD Headquarters's lobby and heard a slight conversation from SHIELD Agents about SCP-682's bloody massacre somewhere in California for more than twelve hours. Turning her head around, she wanted to join at the conversation, but she was halted in seeing a tall bearded street beggar who finished eating food and drinking beer at the cafeteria. He was cladded in a long dirty brown leather coat as he had a dark purple scarf wrapped around his neck. Carol recognized the man, saw his familiar Kree battlesuit underneath the coat, and walked over him.

" Mar- Vell? " she curiously called the Kree street beggar's name, smiled at him in greeting, and placed her hands on her hips. " It's long time, no see. I didn't expect you to come here. "

" It's good to see you again, Carol, " Mar-Vell slightly smiled back at her, hiding his negative emotions towards his old friend. " I just came along with my other friend when the Remnite SHIELD Agents brought us here. "

" You mean Team JNPR? "

" Yeah, they asked me and Xeno to get interrogated with their team leader, Agent Johnson early this morning. She said she needed information from us as we witnessed 682's genocide earlier. It's really taking us a while, but I really need you to hear me out on this one. "

Carol intriguingly cocked her eyebrows as her old friend and mentor had confirmed of the incident. Then, she asked, " It seems you need a very important talk with me. Am I right? "

" That's right, " the homeless pink Kree nodded and moved his head around, feeling uncomfortable in staying at the premise too long. " But not in this crowded place, I don't wanna let them eavesdrop with our conversation here. My greatest granduncle told me it's a serious matter and very strictly confidential. Please promise me to keep it a secret, okay? "

" I will. I know the best place where we can talk privately. "

(Xenocide belongs to valorithsaga)