" Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery. "

- William Shakespeare

(FOUR MONTHS AGO: NEW YORK CITY, 2:00 AM)

Amnon-Selah spent scrubbing the whole floor and using a brush beside two buckets of water and bubbles beside him. The Kree-Lizard hybrid was sweating and meticulously removing the stains of blood and mud on the floor. He paused for a while and saw the Kree and the Lizard guards talking in the corridor. He was eavesdropping in the conversation when he got interested in hearing some people from another universe being captured and enslaved. Amnon closely moved himself and kept scrubbing the floor while listening to them. The other lizard named Dennis intently glared at the hybrid and turned his attention to him.

" You, there! " Dennis called the hybrid slave's attention. " Quit staring and mind your own business, slave! Don't waste your damn time eavesdropping! "

Amnon-Selah grimly stared at the lizard guard and quickly scrubbed the floor as he relentlessly removed the stains. The pink and blue skinned guards murmured and loudly laughed at him. The hybrid was supposed to know about those people being taken away, but the lizard guard caught his attention for being nosy. Suddenly, a higher ranking officer from the Kree Army called their attention when Amnon paused his work and respectfully bowed at him. The soldier was a blonde pink-skinned woman wearing a dark battlesuit with bluish-green trimmings. She was intently smiling at them when they saluted her in greeting.

" Ma'am! " they greeted in unison and saluted her.

" At ease, troops, " she calmly spoke. " I have come to talk with the overlord about such important things. Now, I'm here to check on the slave den. "

Amnon-Selah sensed something strange with the woman and knew she was not a Kree soldier, but something else vile. He thought of diverting his fear and returned to his work. The woman intently smiled at him and turned to them.

" Is this the slave from the processing area? " she asked.

" Yes, ma'am, " Dennis answered and grinned. " This is the one who called himself Svet the Lizard or should I say a SCP-682 clone. He's nothing like my brother, but a weakling and pushover. "

" I see, " the blonde woman nodded. " Mind if I talk to him privately? "

" But Kasius does not allow the visitors to interact with the slaves like him, " the blue skinned guard sternly replied. " You need..."

" I have permission from him to talk to this slave. Now, you need to monitor this place as I have ordered you to do so. Understand? "

" Yes, ma'am! " the Kree and the Lizards replied in unison as Dennis nodded no furiously.

" Good, let me handle him, " she calmly said. " Go and get crazy. "

They immediately left the place when Amnon kept scrubbing the floor. The woman intently looked at him and crossed her arms. The Kree-Lizard hybrid ignored her and focused on his work.

" Such a busy-body, you are, Boy, " she commented and chuckled. " Since when was the last time you had your true rest and relaxation? "

" I refuse to answer your question, Ma'am, " he seriously answered and continued brushing thoroughly on the floor. " If I were you, you should leave. You might get slipped on the wet floor, if you're not cautious. "

" Such a sense of humor, you have, here! " she softly chuckled. " I didn't know you jest a lot! "

" I don't have the intention to joke with a Kree soldier like you. You are wasting my time, right now. "

Amnon put the brush into the bucket and took the wet sponge from the other one when he started swiping the floor and removing the liquid soap. The woman thought of diverting the Kree-Lizard hybrid's attention and summoned a spell of levitation. Amnon got startled when his belongings were floating and splashing. He became more frightened than ever when he saw the woman could do that. Then, the buckets of water and liquid instantly threw and splashed at him. The hybrid was wet and soaking when she loudly laughed at him.

" Why did you do that?! Who are you?! " he exclaimed in disgust.

" I'm just a Kree colonel, " she darkly chuckled.

" No, you're not a Kree! You're something else in disguise! What and who are you?! "

" Such a meddling hybrid, you are, " she intently smiled and darkened her eyeballs, turning her irises into crimson. " You dared to blow off my cover! "

Amnon widened his eyes in fear to see the woman's ability. The Kree-Lizard hybrid thought of running away, but he couldn't do it. Suddenly, he started levitating when the woman formed a spell to make him float on air. Then, she formed another spell of powerful dark energy from her both hands and struck him down like lightning. Amnon-Selah loudly shrieked in pain when he couldn't tolerate it. The woman threw a dark orb at him when he was yelling. She ceased her torture activity and walked around in circles, leaving him levitating and weakening.

" I can see you have the true light within you, " she indignantly said. " But for me, it is too weak for such a person who experienced tremendous suffering! You should embrace the darkness like I have. That curse has given me such power which I have never attained before. "

" Y-you are a w-witch! " Amnon shakingly exclaimed. " What do you want from me?! Why are you hurting me?! "

" The forces of light have been my enemy, " she answered. " I believe you can have potential, despite the darkness from your memories, however you might be another failure like any warrior in this universe. My friend Kasius has told me a slave is related to the Kree Eternal of Light. "

" How did you know, Methu-Selah?! Tell me! "

" It's classified, Boy, " she smirked. " I won't tell you the information that you need to know. You might get overwhelmed about the truth. "

" Then, what is it! " Amnon loudly spoke. " Tell me! "

" Never, " she sternly answered and raised her left hand when she struck him with dark energy. The hybrid again was screeching in pain.

" STOP! STOP! STOP! "

The woman was still throwing a spell of dark energy at him when he was loudly screaming and weakening. Suddenly, he fainted and fell unconscious when she let him down and walked over to him. Amnon-Selah slowly opened his eyes and felt more shaking than ever, when he saw the witch standing in front of him.

" Your workload is doubled, slave. Now, get back to work and finish it! " she indignantly ordered.

The Kree-Lizard hybrid remained silent and slowly stood up when he noticed the woman leaving the hallway and the two buckets of water and soap had spilled out. Feeling weak and shaking, he felt obliged to scrub the floor again and spent hours finishing the whole hallway which his handlers tasked him to do. Standing up, he took the brush and sponge and had no choice, but to scrub and wipe the wet floor.

Several hours later, the Kree-Lizard hybrid slave was tired of scrubbing and mopping the hallways when he thought of returning to his quarters at the processing area. He was walking back to the elevator as Dennis blocked his way. Amnon-Selah became more annoyed than ever and wanted to ignore the lizard guard.

" Hello there, my so-called brother, " he grinned and maliciously laughed. " End of Shift? "

Amnon exasperatedly sighed and never responded to the guard's query. He was stepping away and thinking of another detour, the stairs, so he could avoid too much overtime workload. Dennis showed him some piles of pushcart with cargo crates. The Kree-Lizard hybrid nervously gulped and composed his thoughts before he could speak up. Infact, he was about to take a rest after being terrorized by a witch in disguise.

" Look, I don't want to do some overtime shifts, " Amnon reasoned and raised his right hand interjection. " Can someone do that? I was cleaning the entire hallway when that evil lady showed up! "

" You lazy scum, " the lizard indignantly spoke. " Do it! It's Kasius's orders! "

" I know it's Kasius's orders, but I think you have to let someone work on that. Look, I'm damned tired. I need some rest! I have been working since one in the morning. It's already afternoon. "

" Do I have to put an iron hand on you, brother?! "

Amnon raised his eyebrows in shock and heard Dennis calling him brother. He remained speechless and couldn't believe him.

" You're one of us, a lizard, " Dennis indignantly answered and pointed his finger at him. " Except you're thinking and acting more differently than us! The Kree has chosen us to be the ruthless allies! You have to act like us! "

" I may look like SCP-682 to you, but I have nothing to do with him or you, " Amnon seriously spoke. " Fine, I'm going to work as you have told me, but I won't reciprocate with you. "

" Heh, is it because you found out the truth of your other self, before? How pathetic and traitorous you are to our race! "

" How on Hala did you know?! You know nothing about me! I don't even care about you at all! " the hybrid angrily replied. " I'll do what you ask me to do! And stop calling me, brother! "

" Fine, suit yourself, " Dennis rolled his eyes in disgust.

Amnon began to load the crates to the pushcart and walked around the place to the storage area. Then, he carefully carried and placed them on the floor. Going back and forth, the Kree-Lizard repeated the same duty when his fellow slaves looked at him. One of them was a blonde Lunivian lady who noticed his sudden fatigue and restlessness. Amnon skipped his meal time and understood he would have a hard time getting grain and cereal for himself. He ignored the hunger, sleepiness, and thirst that he experienced and kept working more than twelve hours.

Finally, it was the last crate he could deliver to the last floor of the slave den. Amnon headed himself to the elevator and reached the topmost floor of the building. He kept pushing the cart and walking along the hallway. Seeing female slaves dressed in a white sleeved gown and wearing some strange make-up, Amnon felt pity at them and sadly sighed. Just then, he paused a bit and overheard the conversation of Kasius and some blonde lady inside the room. He curiously peeked at the doorway and eavesdropped.

Seeing the blonde lady and the blue tyrant, Amnon widened his eyes in fear and saw the Kree holding the new slave's hand and the scissor blades as it touched onto the cyborg lady's smooth skin. She was glaring at him when the blue skinned tyrant intently smiled at her.

" Your actions caused quite the stir last night, " he calmly spoke. " Yet, you have attempted to destroy a giant sentry robot on the streets of Paris. "

" You have just controlled it to abduct me from my old friend. Now, I have seen my people were taken away, too, " she indignantly spoke. " You have set this up, haven't you? "

" By rather elaborate means and actions, Yes. It will take a long time for me to explain everything, " the man smiled and asked. " Do you have a name? "

" Gourai...Gourai Titanius..."

" Such a lovely name for a person like you. I hope we can reciprocate very well, " the Kree tyrant touched the cyborg's lady face as Gourai felt disgusted at his act. " Where are you from, Gourai? "

" Classified, " she instantly replied.

" Classified? " he repeated the woman's words. " Is this a place on Earth or somewhere else in the cosmos? "

" I cannot tell where I am really from. I really want to know where you take my people! " she indignantly replied. " I demand an answer! Where did you take the mask of leadership?! Why did you take me from my old friend? "

" You mean this, " the Kree tyrant showed a strange looking mask to the cyborg slave and answered. Amnon was still listening to their conversation and deeply thinking. " It's no longer your concern, Gourai. I am the real leader of this planet. Soon enough, I will earn my title as the new Supreme Intelligence on planet Hala. "

" But you didn't answer my questions! Give me back that mask! "

" I never intended to answer those. You might interfere so much in my affairs. I will never return this mask to you. "

" This is ridiculous! What are you talking about?! It is important to me, so I can save and lead my people! You're not worthy to use that mask! " she raised her voice.

" Like anyone else, you are just a mere slave, Gourai, " the blue skinned man smirked and held a glass containing special inhibiting serum.

" No...No...No...What are you going to do with me! " Gourai shrieked in fear.

Kasius the tyrant carefully poured out the serum from the container to the cyborg's left ear. Gourai was trying to break free and yelling in pain. from the Kree man's clutches. Amnon watched her from the doorway and thought of saving her from him, but he got interrupted by the same lizard guard who ordered him to take the crates.

" Well, hello there, Brother or should I say the lazy and nosy scum! " Dennis greeted and laughed while confronting the Kree-Lizard hybrid.

" Will you stop calling me that?! I'm not even your real brother! " Amnon growled.

" My! How in denial! But very soon, Kasius has his ways to bring you back into your senses! Don't tell me, you're gonna free that newbie from him! Honestly, you don't care about humans at all! "

" You don't get why I despise the evil lizards because of him! Then, you guys took and turned me into a slave! Now, what's next?! Tell me! "

" Oh! " Dennis gave him a hardy laugh and instantly punched the Kree-Lizard hybrid's gut as Amnon loudly yelled. Then, he struck with his spiky tail and caused him to bleed. Dennis intently looked at Amnon's blue blood and taunted. " So, you're also part-Kree! Soon enough, you will get hindered in discovering your other self! "

The lizard guard gave the hybrid an intense uppercut blow on his face and made him bleed harder. Then, he stepped on Amnon-Selah's tail as he loudly wailed in pain. Dennis kept laughing and saw him in pain. Amnon was so defenseless and tired that he couldn't retaliate. He was helplessly watching the guard.

" You're also a disgusting putrid of blue Kree blood! You are just a mere slave! Nothing else! Now, get back to work! "

Still bleeding and moaning in pain, Amnon had no choice, but to keep working. He watched Dennis walking away and returned to his duty and carried the pushcarts with crates.

" The slave den is worse than the MTF Facility in California. The abuse here is more horrendous than being experimented, " he sadly thought. " I couldn't fight back! This is so unfair! I wish there's something I can do to stop them! "

(FOUR MONTHS LATER: PARIS, FRANCE, 12:30 AM)

" So, you survived the harsh conditions of the slave den? " Carol asked.

" Yes, I constantly experienced so much hell. It's worse than being experimented in the MTF Facility, " Amnon continued. " Until, I ended up being taken to Kasius and manipulated as 682. "

" I am so sorry to hear about that, Son, " Methu-Selah said and gently patted his son's back. " If only I could get you there, even your mother failed to retrieve you. "

" Master, it has already happened, " he sadly sighed. " There's nothing we can do about it, but I need your help to save the slaves in other cities. "

" I think you're right, Kid, " his mother nodded in agreement and thought of a better idea. " Perhaps, you guys should ask the MTF people along with Rebel Forces to spare them. "

" So, you're telling me to convince and help them to raid every slave den? " the young Kree man asked.

" Yeah. Look Kid, you have been doing it for several decades. Maybe, it's your chance to revive your mission, " she replied and raised her hands in interjection.

Amnon looked at his parents and deeply thought which he wanted to return to his previous exploits in sparing the slaves. Methu-Selah and Carol waited for their son to respond.

" What do you think, son? " the Kree Eternal asked.

" Great idea! I guess I'm back in business, " Amnon sincerely smiled and replied to his parents while clasping his both hands. " But we need more effective back-ups in getting there and saving them."

" We hope this is a successful beginning. "

(The Next Day)

Amnon woke up very late in the morning and had his brunch. After he ate with his family, he spent some chores in the flat which his parents asked him to do. He busied himself working within the house before going to the MTF library.

It was afternoon when he headed himself to the library. He was wearing a white Kree captain shirt and a pair of denim jeans which he found in his room. Like he was at the mansion in Rouen, he used to search and look at the holographic copies and preserved books. He took a book about aeronautics and aviation in French where he sat down. The young pink Kree man was really into a book he's been reading since it sparked up his interest in flight since last night with his parents.

A group of French speaking Kree-Faunus hybrid women talked and looked at him, smiling. Amnon had overheard and understood their conversation. Then, he noticed them looking at him, smiled, and waved at them. They were softly laughing and whispering as they got infatuated to see a handsome man.

He continued reading when someone stood beside him. It was a dark-skinned young man in a blue long sleeved shirt as he curiously raised his eyebrows and eyed at the blonde pink Kree. Amnon recognized him as the Ethiopian got surprised and dropped his books, speaking in his native language in shock. The young Kree man instantly stood up from his seat and aided the other young man to pick up his books and place them onto the table.

" There, you go, " Amnon said with concern. " You should have been careful next time. "

" My, thank you and I...I'm s-so sorry, " he shakingly spoke and took his seat. " I was mistaken for someone else. Hold on, are you new here? Where are you from America, England, Canada, Australia, or somewhere in Europe? By the way, my name is Kamal Abdul from the Ethiopian Rebel Forces and you must be..."

" Hmmm? Me? New? " the Kree curiously repeated the Ethiopian man's words and chuckled. " Oh, no, it's alright! I don't think I'm from anywhere else! Technically, I have been to America, Canada, and Europe for five decades, but never been to England and Australia. Someday, I will visit them soon. Well, it's just that everyone isn't quite used to my new body."

Kamal became more dumbfounded than ever and scratched his head. Amnon raised his eyebrows and curiously looked at him when he tilted his head. The pink Kree thought of revealing himself.

" Kamal? " Amnon called his name. " Are you okay? "

" My friend, what are you talking about? I don't understand?! "

" Why don't you look into my eyes, then? " Amnon suggested and pointed at his skin near to his eyes using his right index finger.

Kamal intently looked at the pair of green irises of the young Kree man's eyes. He felt surprised to see them and remembered the confused Kree-Lizard hybrid man two days ago.

" Wait, what?! " he exclaimed in disbelief. " Are you..."

Amnon smiled and said, " Um...My name is Amnon... Amnon-Selah. Anyways, I'd rather use my given human name from now on, Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre. It's nice to see you again, Kamal. "

" Yes! Yes! " Kamal happily exclaimed and tightly hugged his new Kree friend as Amnon wryly smiled and chuckled. " I recognized you! You still have the same voice as you were! Old Methu-Selah must have helped you in this. "

" Yeah..." he laughed and lowly whispered, feeling embarrassed at the other people staring at them. " Kamal, can you just put your arms away from me? They're staring at us and thinking we are up to something! So, yeah, silence please, too! "

" Oh, I'm so sorry, my friend, " Kamal felt ashamed and parted his arms to the pink Kree man.

Just beside him, the Kree Eternal entered the room and found his seat in front of them. Amnon smiled at his father in greeting when Methu-Selah smiled back at his son. Kamal instantly saluted at the blue skinned man with long white hair.

" It is him, young man, " Methu-Selah broke his silence. " You can't believe in what you're seeing right now. "

" Yes, " the Ethiopian turned to the Kree Eternal and then to his son and asked. " But how come? "

" Well, long story-short, " the pink Kree answered. " My soul was transferred into another body yesterday. "

" I see, I must have judged you by your lizard cover! " Kamal chuckled.

" He has the heart of a noble man, " his father added.

Amnon blushed and softly chuckled, " Master..."

" Yes. Indeed, it is very evident, son! Why don't you ask your mother outrightly?! Still, you are a noble man in progress. "

" Oh, right. Obviously, she knows. "

The three men laughed at each other when Amnon kept eyeing on the ladies in this place. Kamal intently smiled and turned to the Kree Eternal.

" Are you looking for someone? " the Ethiopian asked.

" You're embarrassing me, quite a lot too! " he exclaimed and laughed. " It's normal for us men to see beautiful women and adore them!"

" Speaking of beautiful women, " Kamal suggested and took a picture of a dark-skinned lady wearing a velvet hijab. " My sister likes to look for a handsome one like you! "

" U-Um....D-Does she really? " Amnon curiously asked and became more interested in the topic than ever.

" Well, yes, she is! "

" Oh...are you showing me a picture of her? "

" Yes, why don't you have a look? "

Kamal handed the blonde pink Kree an image of his younger sister in a purple hijab. Amnon admired the lady's lovely ebony skinned and deep set of eyes. He was intensively blushing at her image and smiling.

" Well, indeed she is very lovely, " he commented and grinned. " Thank you, Kamal. That opened so many doors, but I had a relationship with two women before. "

" Now, that conversation will be more interesting, my friend. Why two women? Were you two-timing on them before? " Kamal asked intrigued and gave his new friend a suspicious look.

" No, no! Let me explain, " Amnon wryly grinned and explained. " My first girlfriend was a cancer patient who passed away from the first few years of the Kree-Lizard invasion. Then, I mourned for her demise for a long time. Then, in Russia, I met a Spider-Faunus lady who helped me stay in her family. "

" Oh, that makes sense, " Kamal nodded and understood. " Amnon, will you ever find and meet your second girlfriend again after this long-term invasion? "

Amnon remained silent and felt sorry for Shadra Ryliea who he had left. He remembered those years in Russia when he had his first Cosmonaut training and interacted with some members of the Rebel Forces. He missed the evening walks and conversations with her. He wondered how Shadra has been doing these days and sadly sighed. Methu-Selah looked at his son and gently patted his back, sensing his sudden loneliness for his other girlfriend.

" Absence makes the heart grow fonder," the Kree Eternal broke his silence. " Did you miss her? "

" Yeah, " Amnon nodded no furiously and gloomily replied. " What would my life be like, if I had never left Russia in the first place? It's just I did have a chance to say goodbye before, but I wished I had more time to get along and grow old with her. It's been a long time, I have been separated from her. I don't know if she's still alive. "

" The past has passed, my son, " Methu-Selah explained. " If you loved her so dearly and had to leave, you have to let her go. "

" Hmm, I'm sorry to hear that, Amnon, " Kamal added. " I guess you should move forward and find someone to be with you. Only time will tell to meet the right person for you."

" I think so. "

" Anyways, you will meet your Princess Charming, very soon! See you later, Cinderella man! " the Ethiopian man teased.

" Cinderella man?! Really? " the Kree repeated Kamal's words and raised his voice, seeing his friend leaving.

" The story of Cinderella relates more to you aside from the Ugly Duckling, " the Kree Eternal said.

" Yes, master! I know, " Amnon chuckled and closed the book when he gently slapped his father's back.

" Anyway, I need you to see some progress reports in Switzerland, since you have been there and rescued Amelie before. You might get involved once again. "

" Oh, right. But I need your help too. "

" Come on, let's go! "

Going to the underground command center of this building, Amnon and his father noticed the troops and guards from the MTF and the Rebel Forces. They were meeting with the Elite Commander as they discussed the former University of Bern grounds. Methu-Selah and his son were just in time to catch up and listen to their discussion.

" With all do respect sir, but wouldn't that dent our wallets? " the FW MTF Trooper asked.

" Yes, it will. " Kai nodded.

" But do you honestly think rebuilding the University is a waste of time at the current stake? " his colleague raised another question.

" Then, how will the children of the Nomadic Community or the Rebel Forces and some ex-slaves that reside in Paris get their education at these dark times of war? "

All the MTF Troopers went dead silent while the others murmured. Amnon began composing his thoughts and recollections of the University of Bern grounds. The Kree Eternal read his son's mind and gave him a facial expression to speak up. The pink Kree nodded and cleared his throat.

" Hello? Do you mind if I could speak up here? " Amnon called everyone's attention.

" Of course, " Kai nodded no furiously and replied. " Anyways, we were just talking about the aftermath of what would happen if this mission would succeed. You guys were kind of late about the whole plan to breach the University. "

" Well, we have to stick with the mission first before rebuilding it, " Amnon shrugged.

" How? " the FW MTF trooper asked. " What are you implying? "

" Okay, let's begin the whole structure, " the pink Kree answered and pointed at the blueprints of the University of Bern grounds. " There are areas that have been transformed into specific areas for a slave den. The faculty room is a meeting place for slave drivers and machines. Then the classrooms turned out to be laborers' area. The laboratory became a place for human experimentation. So, in a large number of slave den raiders, we can infiltrate the area without any further destruction. "

" So, what do you mean by that? " Kai got intrigued and queried.

" Undercover, " Amnon gave them a convincing smile. " But make sure no one goes there unless you have an official business with the slave den manager. Let's say we need to watch an Inhuman fight. While the others can secretly rescue the other slaves."

There was a long silence at this moment when the rest looked at Amnon and heard of his answers. The pink Kree man just slipped the answers from his tongue since he had been raiding slave dens in Europe. Deep inside, he was very nervous to look at them and convince them of the solution he had thought. .

" So..." he curiously spoke and shrugged. " Are you guys agreeing with it or not? "

" We already had an idea of that, but there would be security everywhere for the next Inhuman fight, " Kai answered. " And my theory is that they would go after and follow any audience who exited the arena without their consent. "

" Well, the undercover tactic could work effectively, " Absalom Bav-Tek supported the idea and agreed. " We'll be disguising as the one of the highest bidders. "

" Okay, but it all boils down to luck in seeing which Inhuman would win. "

" Yes, as much as possible we'll bring that Inhuman to us or any of his leagues, " Elder Galenn-Konn added.

" We need another back-up for the slave den. I can shape-shift as Amnon's former self as a Kree accuser and guard, " Methu-Selah suggested.

" I hope that works, Old Man, " Amnon nodded in agreement to his father.

" And some undercover slaves, " Paul added.

" And just in case if we're in pure chaos, I'll have a low level strike force ready to get us out, " Kai supported the thought.

" As much as possible, we'll set all the slaves free, like what I did to Amelie before, " Amnon reminded and thought of the sickly ex-slave woman.

" Though we do have to be as quiet as possible. I can assign a squad of stealth Troopers to one of you guys if you want to take part of the rescuing side. "

" That could be one, " the Kree Eternal nodded.

" I need a disguise as a medical doctor for the slaves, " Amnon whispered to his father. " Perhaps, this gimmick would work. "

" Good idea, we'll give them a check-up. "

(Scenes on this chapter is based from Great War RP by FlashlightMan, Budderwriter1, and yours truly.

(Additional scenes and dialogues by yours truly.)

(Dennis the Lizard and Kai Izaleith by FlashlightMan)