" Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all. "

― Bob Dylan

(FORMER ONE WORLD TRADE CENTER, NEW YORK CITY: 9:00 PM)

The blue skinned tyrant silently stood beside a deceased Kree soldier whose body was covered in a white blanket. Just earlier, he had heard from Dennis the Lizard, the Mobile Task Forces and Rebel Forces in Boston were exchanging strikes to death. One of his lieutenants died in that encounter and ended up in the morgue. Kasius was unhappy of the outcome from that umbrage which his legion had failed.

As the yellow light touched his charcoal hair, his face grew crossed and was not in the mood to talk to anyone, especially his lizard girlfriend Basha who tried to comfort him. He stood silently and heard soft footsteps coming from the hallway. It turned out to be a pale skinned female Inhuman dressed in a long white gown with sleeves. She had a wide dark hat covering her head and a black rose corsage attached on her shoulders. Lady Alcina Dimitrescu held her cigarette stick and puffed some white Nicotine smoke from her mouth. Kasius became annoyed and coughed as he didn't like the puffing from her.

" As I have expected, another poor canon fodder life had ended, " she smoothly taunted and puffed. " Like you have said to your slaves a few months ago, Life is a fragile thing. We must cultivate the beauty and prune back the rest."

Kasius emotionlessly stared at her, ignored her words, and sternly asked, " Are you supposed not to smoke in front of the dead, Alcina? That seems disrespectful in our case. "

" I don't even care about your Kree customs for the dead, Blue Boy. You seemed to be a chip off your old block, following too many of your schemes, " Lady Dimitrescu answered. " You are already a tyrant, Kasius. You have your own set of rules to make your new Kree Empire come true. "

" You may have a point there, old friend, " he said and nodded.

" As your main accuser, I made my own style to execute these pesky slaves and rebels. I drink blood from my victims and offer their remains to Mother Miranda. "

Kasius curiously tilted his head and attentively heard what she had said. He removed his hands from his dark blue coat and crossed his arms.

" So, this is what makes you formidable? "

" Of course, " the pale skinned lady chuckled and smoked again from her cigarette. " I'm used to red human blood, not your blue blood. Mother Miranda will surely take this one as her object of interest. "

" What makes you say that? " Kasius asked, intrigued.

" She takes the mixed carcass of all other races when she finds one. Mother Miranda builds a very interesting weapon out of them. You might consider taking him to her lair instead of feeding into your pets or incinerating them. What do you think? "

The blue skinned tyrant became more interested than ever after hearing the female accuser's suggestion. He curiously raised his eyebrows, began drawing a clear picture in his mind, and slowly understood what she meant. Kasius intently smiled and nodded, becoming interested in her plans as an accuser.

" I know what you mean, Alcina, " he broke his silence. " Definitely, I can imagine how you have been dealing with your victims and those insolents. I still commend you for continuing it. "

" Much appreciated, " Alcina smiled. " Surely, I will hunt down those people you have been looking for. Unlike the one whom you have asked for, that old man went to Paris and failed to take him down. "

" Are you implying that you might go to Paris? "

" No, " she instantly spoke. " I would wait for him and his lot to return. They killed my daughters and infiltrated my mansion in Bulgaria. I want to make them suffer. "

" Good point, " Kasius nodded in agreement and sternly answered. " Now, we're both in common. It's that damned and failed accuser before you, the Kree Eternal's bastard who we have been looking for. Definitely, he's been in hiding. Make sure if you search for him, then kill him. Understand? "

" Yes, of course, I might ask Mother Miranda for her permission and help as well. "

" Then, make it happen, Alcina. "

( Paris, France: 10:20 AM)

After eating breakfast, the father and son had their combat training on the rooftop. Amnon practiced sparring by giving the Kree Eternal a series of blows and strokes. His father had let him win, but he was able to dodge his son's attacks. Finally, Methu-Selah received another punch and held the young Kree's right fists, in blocking him. Amnon grinned and chuckled when he instantly punched his father's gut. The Kree Eternal fell down, moaned in slight pain, and laughed, letting his son win.

" Good job, Amnon-Selah! " his father exclaimed, ignoring his son's powerful blow. " You're becoming quicker and niftier than you have been. "

" Thanks, master, " Amnon replied and helped his father to stand up. " I have learned new tricks from you. Just in case, I encounter someone who would attack me in the future. "

" You still have the energy to deal with me. "

" Can I have one more time? "

" No, " Methu-Selah sternly spoke.

" Please?? "

" Son, we deserve some time-out. We have been doing this for an hour, " he sighed, placed his arms on the rooftop's concrete balcony, and eyed at the trees turning into red autumn leaves. Amnon joined him at rest and stood beside him.

Methu-Selah looked at the clear blue skies and deeply thought of someone in his silence. Amnon curiously stared at his father and wondered what he was thinking of.

" Master, is there something that you want to tell me? " he asked.

" Son, remember that you met your older half-sister from Australia? " the Kree Eternal reminded him.

" You mean, Ella? Yeah, you predicted that I had difficulty dealing with her. We came to good terms after rescuing her to that accuser and before she went home. Why did you ask that? "

" When I saw you encountering her, I remembered my younger sister, Mira, who had been on Earth for several centuries. "

" Is she another Kree? "

" Yes. "

" I didn't know you had a sister. Why didn't you tell me before? " Amnon asked and felt surprised. " How did you know that? "

" Remember, I told you that I was born a sickly child? My mother took care of me when I was treated before. Then, a couple of years later, she gave birth to Mira. "

" So, I take it. You and her had bad days? "

" Well, sibling rivalries are normal. They tend to fight sometimes, but they still love and care for each other, " Methu-Selah slightly smiled and sighed. " I'm sorry if I didn't tell you in the first place. "

" It's okay, " Amnon sincerely smiled and gently patted his father's back. " It's nice to hear someone was with you back home. By the way, when your old friends in Hala banished you, what happened to you and Mira? "

Methu-Selah took a deep breath when his eyebrows dropped on his face and sadly bowed. He recalled that day when he fled away from his home planet along with his younger sister, Mira. They ended up on Earth for several light years. Reaching somewhere in Europe during the Roman Empire years, they got separated along the way. This time, his son noticed his long silence and looked at him with concern.

" Master, are you okay? Hello?! "

" Oh! " the Kree Eternal got startled and returned to his senses. " Thanks, Amnon. You'd just called my attention. "

" I just wanna know what happened to your sister. Was she okay? "

" Yes, " he nodded and continued. " Mira and I ended up here on Earth around 200 AD. I was a hundred years old. She was around 50 years old at that time. We were both exploring the planet and at the same time I introduced myself to the humans and helped them improve their primitive technology. "

" So, your sister was helping you? "

" Yes. Something came up after I failed to defeat a sorcerer with the Dark Soul. Mira asked me to leave the planet before he would appear and hunt me again. "

" Was it because you have a light soul? " Amnon asked.

" Yes. Mira was concerned for my safety when I decided to wander around the cosmos and made some occasional visits to this planet. When I returned and remained around the 19th to 20th century and left Japan for Europe, I began to search for my sister and found out from the people she was no longer living. They never knew about her. It was all my fault that I lost my sister before this invasion happened. "

" I'm sorry to hear that, master, " the pink Kree sadly said. " She could have been with you. Did mom know about it? "

" Yes, " he nodded. " It was the first few periods of the Kree-Lizard invasion that Carol told me that Mira could have been crossed into the other universe. "

" Yeah, it's possible when a dead person's soul has gone far away, but your memories with her remain intact, right? "

" It is true, son. Her memories live on. That's why I have to cherish and value my time along with my loved ones. I will never leave anyone behind before my time comes. "

" Right. "

Amnon looked at the scarlet leaves falling from the tree and trampled on the concrete street ground. Just below, he saw a red-headed father and his son who were former slaves happily riding their bicycles and freely roaming around the streets. Methu-Selah intently looked at his son and silently secretly read his mind that the young pink Kree has been longing and searching for his real father. Thinking of disclosing the truth, he cleared his throat and called the blond man's attention.

Amnon curiously tilted his head, turned his father, and asked, " Master, are you going to say something to me again? "

" Amnon, I know that you have been searching for the Kree Eternal's son and reuniting him with me, " he seriously answered.

" Yeah, it seems you lost your hopes in finding your sister. Then, you're longing for your son. Am I right? "

" Yes, you are indeed right, " Methu-Selah sincerely smiled.

" It's just a couple of days I've become so puzzled about my discussion with Captain America, I mean, Mr. Rogers, " Amnon continued and kept snapping his fingers. " He mentioned to me about my father. I don't really have a clue where he is right now. Master, is it possible that he could be killed by those invaders? Secondly, I failed in searching for your son and thought he could be dead too. Did you think they..."

" Amnon, please don't be flying by the seat of your pants! " the Kree Eternal loudly laughed and gently slapped his son's back when Amnon widened his eyes in shock.

" Why do you mean that? "

" Don't assume too much without any proof. You may or may not be aware that your answer is here. "

" What do you mean? "

Waiting for a perfect timing, Methu-Selah readied to reveal himself as Amnon's real father and again cleared his throat. The pink Kree was waiting for the ancient blue one to respond, but they were interrupted when Carol came from the stairs. The Kree Eternal heavily sighed and felt disappointed as he had predicted this to happen. Amnon was still waiting for his father, but he got distracted by his mother's arrival.

" Mom, you're here to talk too? " the blonde pink Kree gave a suggestive look.

" No, " she chuckled. " I just checked on you two guys, because we have a visitor. "

" A visitor? " Amnon raised his voice as he never expected someone to meet. Then, he turned to the Kree Eternal and asked, " Master, do you know who the visitor is? "

" Yes, yes! " Methu-Selah wryly grinned and chuckled as he also got diverted. " It's an old friend of mine who happened to be a bounty hunter. "

" A bounty hunter? "

" Well, why don't you see and meet him for yourselves?! " Carol shrugged. " Let's go downstairs. He's been sitting on the sofa and waiting for you both. "

The father and son shared glances and followed the elderly half-Kree woman, heading down to the stairs. With that sudden interruption, Amnon remained puzzled about what the Kree Eternal would have said and began forming questions which were still unanswered. He really needed the exact and perfect time to ask his father.

Upon reaching the living room, Methu-Selah and Amnon recognized the visitor who happened to be a tall pale-skinned Caucasian man with long raven locks set as a pony tail. He was wearing a dark suit with four green pockets on his jacket. Then, he had a pair of black leather shoes, dark sunglasses on his face, and held a dagger in his right hand. The man instantly stood up from the comfortable seat and removed his sunglasses using his left hand.

" Yep, that's our visitor, the Asgardian god of mischief and a freelance bounty hunter on Earth, " Carol said and crossed her arms. " He insisted on chatting with you boys. "

" Loki?! " Amnon curiously called the visitor's name.

" Of course! " Loki affirmed and gave them a friendly grin. " I have heard news from the MTF Troopers and the Rebel Forces that a Kree-682 hybrid clone had a new body and lived here in Paris with his family. "

" That would be me, " the pink Kree said, turned to his father, and asked. " Master, is this your bounty hunter friend? "

" Yes, son, " Methu-Selah nodded, turned to the Asgardian, and happily greeted him in exaggeration. " Loki, long time, no see! It's been centuries to billions of years that we have never met and seen each other! "

" Here goes, my favorite ancient blue Kree! " Loki loudly laughed and gently bumped his fist to his long lost friend. " My! I'm so glad that you have formed a family after those several tormented decades here on Midgard! Of course, you have left that cursed Foundation facility! I am so pleased that 05 Council had forgotten you! "

" Absolutely, I can live in peace! " the Kree Eternal chuckled and changed the topic. " So, Loki, what brings you here? "

" We have a lot to talk about Methu. I hope this boy and his mother shall join us. "

" Oh, yeah. Sure, " Carol nodded and curiously asked. " May I ask what you are going to discuss while you're joining us for lunch? "

" It has something to do with the boy after he escaped from the Foundation facility in America. Then, I would like to tell you something about the Kree tyrant's current accuser, later on. "