" 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, Memories, Dreams, Reflections

(ABOVE SKIES GOING TO UPSTATE NEW YORK: 16:34)

Aboarding on the large passenger aircraft, the rest of the Triskelion residents and some security from the MTF Troopers and the Rebel Forces. Elder Carol Danvers-Montmartre watched her son sleeping peacefully in the cabin area and knew her husband was still talking to anybody inside the plane. She sat beside Amnon who was still resting and covering himself in a blanket and lying on the reclining chair.

Just then, she heard a slight knock on the door and opened, thinking her Kree Eternal spouse would return. It turned out to be another elderly brunette man with a facial hair and a bright bluish arc reactor light on his chest.

" Sorry to disturb your time, Carol, " the former billionaire playboy said. " It's been a while that we haven't talked a lot of things. "

" Tony, can we talk outside? " the elderly half-Kree woman requested. " Amnon is still sleeping. We can't disturb him right now. "

" Sure, that will do. "

Carol stepped out of the room and stood beside her fellow retired Avenger and friend. Elder Tony Stark leaned on the wall and crossed his arms.

" Carol, it's been ages that we never talked of some personal stuff that happened during this prolonged invasion, " he broke his silence.

" Yeah, " she nodded in agreement. " I guess this period has shaken us all for around fifty years. Tell me, did you spend in hiding as well? "

" Yep. I survived this hellhole while hiding in Ohio with my kids. It happened after Pepper got killed by those damned freaks, " Tony sadly spoke and bowed his head.

" Tony, I'm so sorry if I brought this conversation..."

" No, it's fine, Carol. I knew it's painful that you got separated from your dear loved one by death and lost your kid through abduction, " he continued. " I just remembered the day when you lost Rhodey in New York. You were tremendously crying and mourning for his demise. I didn't know what to say at that time. When that happened to my wife, I realised how painful it was to lose a precious loved one. "

" Tony, I understood what you mean. That separation you were talking about was my biggest mistake that I have done, " Carol admitted. " I have sacrificed my motherhood and marriage and exchanged it to become a commander in supporting Remnite forces. "

" You did? " the elderly brunette man raised his voice and asked. " How? "

" I was supposed to be married to Tim and take care of my daughter, Eumeralla. "

" Did Old Methu and Amnon know of this? "

" Yeah, " she nodded. " I had let my daughter meet my son. "

" I'm glad they did get along well. "

" Yeah, it was troubling for Amnon and Ella at first, but that incident made their relationship stronger than ever. "

" I see. "

" How about your kids, Tony? Are they still all right or living? " she asked.

The former billionaire playboy genius and retired Avenger sadly sighed, remembering where and when was the last time he spent his children. The last time he could recall was some decades ago when they decided to fight along with the Rebel Forces in Afghanistan, Russia, Remnant, and Wakanda against the evil Kree and their reptillian allies. He looked at Carol and knew what to say.

" My four kids grew up and joined the Rebel Forces, " Tony broke his silence. " My firstborn daughter, Morgan was a doctor or should I say a combat medic serving in Remnant. Then, my son Gavin was a Rebel Forces trooper in Afghanistan. My other son, Howard also served in defending Russia. Then, my youngest daughter, Natasha spent in hiding in Wakanda and decided to continue my Mark Armor development. "

" Sounds like, they're doing well. "

" Well, they did. Howard just passed away in the year 2056, " he heavily sighed and gloomily bowed his head. " He died fighting and left his family. My grandkids from him became slaves for the Kree and the Lizards. "

" Tony, I'm sorry for your loss, " Carol sincerely spoke.

" Thank you for listening to me. I wish this war is over and meet my kids and grandkids. This is taking me a toll for not seeing them. "

" I am sure you will meet them, Tony. Sooner or later, they will be happy to be reunited with you. "

The elderly half Kree woman sincerely smiled at her friend, but they both heard a commotion from the hallway. Elder Tony Stark looked around and scratched his beard.

" Cheese, are we there yet? " he asked.

" I think so, " she nodded.

" Anyways, it's nice talking to you, Mrs. Montmartre. Maybe, we can spend time like this along with your husband very soon. "

" Sure. Sounds like a good plan, Tony. "

" Chat you around. "

Tony smiled at his fellow retired Avenger and walked away. Carol peeked at the room and saw Amnon was still lying and leaning on the couch and snoring. She smiled and silently sighed, carefully closing the door.

" I'll let him be and wait for him to get awakened, " she thought.

Carol was supposed to leave him when she suddenly heard her son yawning. She stepped back to return, slightly opened the door, and saw him stretching his arms and slowly opening his eyes. Amnon gradually gained his senses and sat up from the couch. He carefully combed his golden locks with his left hand and then removed and folded his blanket.

" Rise and shine, sleepy head, " his mother warmly smiled and greeted him, entering the room.

" Mom, How long have I been asleep? " the blond pink Kree asked.

" It's two hours and a half since we left Washington DC, " she answered and sat beside him.

" My! I must have been overslept during the trip! Where's Dad and everybody? "

" They're still aboard in this plane. "

" And where are we? "

" Why don't you take a look from the window? " Carol suggested.

Amnon nodded furiously and keenly eyed on the view. He realised that they had been above fifty from the ground and saw some buildings, houses, and roads. He saw some large rectangular structures and a wide green grass covering the earth. He noticed a large letter A with an arrow as the building's rooftop emblem. He gently rubbed and squinted his eyes, looking keenly at it.

" Mom, what's that building with a letter A on it? " he curiously asked.

" We're already here, " the elderly half-Kree smiled and answered, looking at the view and recognising it.

" What do you mean? "

" Avengers Compound, Upstate New York. "

" The Avengers Compound?! "

" Yes. "

Amnon widened his eyes in shock and instantly stood up from the couch. He quickly placed his blanket into his duffle bag. Carol noticed her son's eagerness and calmly patted her son's shoulder.

" Kid, calm down. We're not hurry! " she reminded.

" Mom! We're already here! New York! " he happily exclaimed. " We're gonna see everyone! "

" I understand that you have been so excited, but we're gonna wait for your father to come here. "

" But mom..."

" Amnon Joseph Montmartre, we still need to..."

" ...Wait? " the ancient blue skinned man continued his wife's thought as he crossed his arms and leaned on the wall. " Carol, Amnon, we are already here. Why don't you come along with me and bring your belongings, because this plane will be landing soon. "

The mother and son exchanged glances and heard the Kree Eternal's statement. They took their belongings and headed into the hallway to the passenger lobby and cockpit area. Seeing the busiest part of the aircraft, Amnon noticed some people approaching to his parents.

" It's about time to land, I take it? " Carol asked.

" Yes, ma'am, " an MTF trooper nodded.

" I can sense more people in this place, " Methu-Selah said and used his Kree Cosmic Awareness.

" Yep, Expect to meet more American Rebel Forces stationed here, " Elder Hawkeye shrugged. " We're going back to the good ol' days before these creeps invaded the entire globe. "

" So, does this mean we can meet more Remnite and English people in this place? " Elder Firefly asked.

" Yep, including Exiles as well, " Elder Pyromaniac nodded.

" We're within strike range of enemy anti-aircraft guns, " the MTF Pilot reminded. " Now, I'm receiving contact. "

" Patch it, right away, " Carol ordered.

" Yes, ma'am. "

The MTF Pilot turned on the cockpit's communication system as the bright holographic flash appeared to everyone. It revealed to be a brunette half-Lizard man in his late forties to fifties and a former Wakandan prince appeared to them. The three members of Montmartre family recognized the lizard-hybrid man for they had met him back in France a few years ago. He was giving the newcomers a warm and friendly smile reminding them of the Late Phil Coulson.

" Who is this guy? " the ARC MTF Trooper asked.

" Greetings, I am Jared Philip Coulson, current leader of the American Rebel Forces, " the reptilian hybrid man politely introduced himself and joked. " Don't worry, I'm not a ferocious one like the others. I won't attack and eat any people. I am informing you all that Elder Tony Stark and Commander Absalom Bav-Tek just sent me a message with regards to your evacuation from Triskelion Building. "

" I am Abioye, grandson of King T'Challa. Mr. Coulson is here with me, " the Wakandan man added.

" Jared Coulson, it's good to see you again, " the Kree Eternal sincerely smiled and replied. " It's been ages that we have met back in Paris. "

" Likewise, Old Methu, " Jared smiled back. " I have just noticed that you have more people coming here. It seems like we're gonna talk more of it later. "

" I believe so, " Methu-Selah nodded and turned to Abioye. " It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Abioye of Wakanda. "

" You must be the benevolent Old Blue Man of planet Hala which I have heard, " Abioye respectfully bowed at the Kree Eternal. " I am also honored to meet you. "

The ARC MTF Trooper overheard the conversation from the three gentlemen and looked at Amnon, " I swear most of these lizards and lizard hybrids like him are starting to pop out of nowhere. Are they really endangered as you led onto believe, Montmartre? "

Amnon, who just came from his yesterday's hangover and two and a half hour of sleep for this flight, remained silent, tried to regain his senses and slightly slapped his face. The ARC MTF Trooper cocked his eyebrows and waited for the pink Kree's response. Methu-Selah and Carol looked at their son and both knew why.

" You okay, Montmartre? " he asked with concern, calling the agent's attention and keeping in mind about his booze. " Did you spend binge drinking last night? "

" Yeah...sorry....I did. I'm trying to be sensible here, " Amnon nodded and scratched his head. " What was the question again? "

" I mentioned that most of these lizards and lizard hybrids like him are starting to pop out of nowhere. Are they really endangered as you led onto believe, Montmartre? "

The pink Kree intently listened to the question and eyed at his long time best friend, forgetting his bad experiences from yesterday. Jared looked closely at the pink Kree and doubtly cocked his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. Then, Wakandan official frowned and crossed his arms, before he could say or do something.

" Right...I mean, yes, " he confirmed. " This man Jared Coulson is my best friend for around five decades. "

The brunette reptilian hybrid heard the pink Kree man's answer and gave him an oblivious look, " I beg your pardon, sir. You mentioned my name. Have we met before? "

" Yes, I think so, Mr. Coulson, " Amnon nodded and replied. " I do remember you very clearly. I'm still your best friend, Svet the Lizard, but now in a new body and have retained some old memories that we had. Remember I saved you from that slave den and then you lost your great Uncle Phil back in Alaska? I came to comfort you as you played your music with your harmonica. Then, we started our adventures together before we got separated. We reunited in France after you saved me from my attacker and continued our slave den raids and night patrolling. Without me, you met my parents in Paris and visited me in Rouen. You are my best friend, Jared as I can truly remember those days we had. "

Jared widened his eyes in shock from what he heard and asked, " Is this true? But how? "

" Yeah, " the pink Kree confidently smiled at him. " I have never forgotten anything about you, bud. "

The ARC MTF trooper also heard Amnon's recollection with Jared and got astounded. Then, he looked at the Kree's parents as they nodded at him. Jared intently looked at Amnon's emerald irises, facial feature, height, and body built and turned to Methu-Selah, comparing the similarities of the father and son. Then, he intently eyed at his mother, Carol as he noticed the same hair color and facial expression to her son.

Abioye looked at his colleague and curiously asked, " Mr. Coulson, why are you looking at him and his companions? "

" Hah! I knew it! It is really Svet in his new body! " Jared joyfully said. " Now, he looks like Old Methu-Selah and Madame Danvers! "

" What?! "

" He is Svet the Lizard! You know the Kree-SCP 682 hybrid that I have been talking about, Abi! "

" Jared, it's Amnon..." the pink Kree corrected and grinned. " My full name is Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre. And guess what, I found my parents! "

" My, I'm so sorry, Svet! I mean, Amnon! It is really you! You are indeed, my best friend! " the half-reptilian man happily exclaimed. " It's been long time no see and chats! I can't wait to talk to you, buddy! "

Amnon sincerely smiled and nodded, " Yeah, we still need to talk of the things that I have been. "

" Speaking of talks, you are all invited before we will proceed to this meeting, " Abioye reminded. " We are ready to assist you in your landing. "

ARC MTF Trooper saluted and replied, " Copy that, sirs. "

The MTF Pilot detected the radar and found something that would hinder their landing as he cried, " The slipspace readings are detected, only within 20 miles above the Avengers Compound! "

" It was a coordinated trap. We walked right into it, " the ARC MTF Trooper replied.

Jared wryly grinned and chuckled, " My sorry about that, it's a trap for Kree and Lizard infiltrators who attempt to strike the entire Avengers Compound! Don't worry, it can be deaactivated. "

Abioye interjected, " It is a Wakandan technology. You are now landing safely. "

" Oh for Hala's sakes, Jared. Are you gonna surprise us again? " Carol sighed exasperatedly and asked.

" My bad, Madame Danvers. We're sorry, " Jared solemnly spoke.

" It's Madame Montmartre, now. I'm married. "

" Oh, right. Sorry about that too. "

The MTF pilot heavily sighed and said, " You guys almost had me in a heart attack there for a moment! "

" We apologise for our suspicion, but you are indeed our allies, " Abioye explained. " Now, you may all land on the compound's rooftop. "

" Oh, with that, the late Jacob Fury asked me to do that anti-aircraft scheme before he passed away two years ago, " Jared added and nervously chuckled. " We're really sorry guys. "

The MTF pilot heavily sighed and bowed his head to his dismay. Amnon stood in between his parents and looked at him with concern.

" Hey, take it easy, it was just an misunderstanding, " the ARC MTF Trooper said.

The MTF Pilot replied sternly, " Like that one time you mistaken an atomic bomb with an napalm bomb?! "

" Nevermind, moving on. "

" Anyways, I heard you got interdimensional exiles from your turf? Is that true? " Jared queried and changed the topic.

Amnon heard the question and thought of answering it. He recalled of reading the holographic files from the Triskelion a few weeks ago. This time, he looked at his best friend and replied, " Well, we got one in the records. Her name is Ruby Rose. "

ARC MTF Trooper snapped his fingers and said, " Oh! I think we may have ties to the Rose family! Way back when the MTF first formed during the Shadow War, A secret war that took place right after the Great War in Remnant. "

" Pronto, " the MTF Trooper nodded and explained. " What I've heard, his name was Alexander Rose. He was a soldier during the Great War and then got transported over to the MTF for his exceeding skill and strength, even though he wasn't a huntsman. "

" I see. But we have another Elder Ruby Rose-Rogers or former MIB Agent R has been also missing for years. She might be taken by those Overlords. But the other Ruby is a good mercenary, " the half-reptilian Rebel Forces leader interjected. " Anyways, I want to meet all of your people coming in. "

ARC MTF Trooper answered, " Well, there are the Elder Avengers, the Kree Eternal seers, and other people as Triskelion residents. The Elite Commander would've come, but he was put off of his duty for a week's time. "

" I see. Absalom Bav-tek is your current leader while he's off. "

" Yes, sir. He's here with us. "

The blue Kree-Faunus hybrid looked at the Reptilian-Human hybrid man after he spent talking with his subordinates from the MTF and the Rebel Forces.

" Coulson? " Bav-Tek recognized the man from the holographic flash. " It's good to see you again. "

" Same here, Absalom, it's great to you see you too! " Jared gave his colleague a warm and friendly smile. " Heard of your improvements along with the forces of the MTF in the past several months. "

" Indeed, it is, sir. "

" We'll talk of that later, once you have landed. "

Suddenly, one of the MTF Troopers and Rebel Forces received a signal which they got alarmed. The Kree Eternal Methu-Selah remained silent and knew where it came from. Amnon curiously looked at his parents as they gestured him to calm down.

" What?! What's this?! " the ARC MTF trooper raised his voice.

" It must be coming from our allies, " Absalom answered.

" Yes, it is, " Jared heavily sighed and looked at his dark haired female relative in her early thirties, coming to him. " It's my younger cousin, Amanda May-Coulson. She has been doing a lot of signal communication. "

The contemptuous half-Asian woman glared at the newcomers from the sky and crossed her arms. She frowned at them and turned to her older cousin, " Jared, are you talking with your buddies again? "

" Yeah, they're allies, actually. "

" Hmph...allies?! "

" Yeah, " Jared nervously chuckled and suggested. " Cheese, Amanda. Why don't you say " hi " to them? "

" And another, and another. Man, they are abusing the communication call, " the ARC MTF Trooper sighed.

" Now, abusing the communication call? Excuse me, that's sounds condescending to our turf. I could have cussed you in Mandarin or Cantonese, if you dare to insult my work, " Amanda sternly replied and shot a glare to the one commented. " For your information, I've been talking to the Chinese Rebel forces while you have arrived. They're getting successful on the Kree-Lizard attacks, except for an incident report in Hong Kong that happened two weeks ago. "

" Ma'am, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise you're in charge with the communications, " he nervously chuckled and became dumbfounded with her stabbing looks. " Anyways, what happened there? "

" The machines were taking over the city , " she explained. " The evacuees or the survivors had exiled to Manila and Singapore days after the incident occured. There were more than 300 slaves who perished. Most of them were exiled Kree, ordinary humans, half-Lizards, Inhumans, and other Rebel Forces on duty. "

" Jeez, by the Kree cyborgs and some lizards, I presume? Or is there something else at play? "

" There is a group of Kree-Chinese Triad called the Black Lotus which they have been supporting the invaders during the reign of Taryan, father of Kasius, " Amanda replied. " The Black Lotus members work underground. Fortunately, the Chinese forces had stopped the uprising from them and continued their work against the Triad. "

" That's lucky for sure, " he commented. " If it were worse, it could've been the Chaos Insurgency. "

" That could be our suspicion, but we will still investigate for the Black Lotus' whereabouts and end their operations very soon. Anyways, it's a pleasure to meet you all. "

" And it's great to meet you, too, Ms. Coulson. "

" Anyways, we'll see you at the hangar in ten minutes, " Absalom reminded.

" Will do. See you later, " Jared nodded.

" Roger that. See you then too, sir, " the ARC MTF Trooper greeted.

The holographic imageries of the three people vanished in thin air. Methu-Selah gestured his family to leave the cockpit and headed to the passenger area which they were preparing for their arrival. The MTF Pilot saw the hangar bay on the Avengers Compound's rooftop as the aircraft hovered above it.

" Hangar bay in sight, intiating landing sequence, " he informed.

" Prepare to dock, " Absalom ordered the pilot.

" Yes, sir. "

As the aircraft slowly descended and touched the rooftop floor, the rest of the former Triskelion residents, the MTF Troopers, and Rebel Forces members waited for the acting commander's orders. The ARC MTF Trooper walked over to the hatch, waiting the top to open.

For Carol, she recalled those years before the Kree-Lizard invasion. She used to live here in the Avengers Compound and looked at her fellow retired heroes as she secretly sensed their sense of nostalgia. Elder Stark and the others shared glances and looked at her. They surely missed working, training, and living in their old home.

For Amnon, he was eager to know and experience what it would be to remain and work at his mother's old premises. At the same time, he was very thrilled to reunite with his long time best friend and awaited for him to have a chat. Methu-Selah sensed his son's demeanor and gently patted his shoulders. Amnon looked and sincerely smiled at his father.

When Commander Bav-Tek ordered his subordinates to open the aircraft hatch, it automatically unveiled. Everyone saw the cold winter surroundings. The MTF Troopers and the Rebel Forces members aided the crowd to safely leave the vehicle. They followed and left properly. Suddenly, a tall and bald African-American man approached the troopers as he smiled and saluted them in greeting.

" Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to the Avengers Compound. This is the last and the most protective and inhabitable defensive fortress where the rest of you and the first wave of Triskelion residents could remain.For those who previously stayed here, we're glad to assist you into your original home. "

" Sir, you're saying that we're the last wave of newcomers from Triskelion? " Amnon cursiously broke in silence for his query.

" Indeed, you are, " the man answered and introduced himself. " My name's Anton Mackenzie. I'm also from the American Rebel Forces stationed in this area. Commander Coulson is expected to see you all. "

" Commander Coulson? " the pink Kree deeply thought and curiously raised his eyebrows. " I didn't know Jared got promoted into a higher rank. I need to find out once I get to talk to him. "

" Anton! " a dark-haired man with shades of blonde hair happily greeted the African-American Rebel Forces member and made a fist bump. " Man, it's good to see you again! "

" I know, Flip! It's been a long time no see and chats, " Anton replied and gave him a warm smile.

" Speaking of Triskelion Wave, We've got a lot of people in there and that's us! " Philip Williams or Flip joked.

" I see, " Anton chuckled. " Welcome aboard, then. "

" It's a honor to meet you, Mr. Mackenzie. I'm Commander Absalom Bav-Tek, " the Kree-Faunus saluted.

" So, you're handling the European Rebel Forces? "

" Indeed, I am, but temporarily leading this wave while the MTF Elite Commander is away, " Absalom confirmed.

" Noted, then. "

The ARC MTF trooper asked, " So, do you know where Jared resides? "

" Certainly, he lives here aside from making it as the main base of operations, " Anton answered. " I'll accompany you all to meet him in person. But for the rest of the civilian wave and the retired Avengers, you all need to stay at the lobby area, unless Commander Coulson asks you to come and assigns you into your individual flats. "

" Thank you, we'll meet them right away, " he nodded.

Absalom looked at Amnon who remained with his parents and approached him, " Agent Montmartre, I require you to document of our arrival and the further meeting as you need to come with us. You can duplicate a virtual copy tomorrow. "

" Yes, sir, " the pink Kree secretary nodded in affirmation and saluted. Regardless if it were weekends, he's being called to work.

" Good, your parents will also come later if Commander Coulson asks them. "

" Right. "

Upon reaching the interior of the Avengers Compound, Carol felt a sense of nostalgia and kept looking around the surroundings. She realised that the place remained the same as it was: very well maintained. Amnon and his father noticed her reminiscence and exchanged glances.

" Dad, is she okay? " the pink Kree man curiously asked.

" You can't blame her, Amnon, " the Kree Eternal chuckled. " Your mother used to live here before we met in Remnant. "

" She was an Avenger, right! " he also laughed. " That's pretty understandable. "

" When the new Avengers are formed, sooner or later, they will all experience the perks of living here, " Carol grinned heartilly. " This sudden nostalgia makes me feel home once again! "

" Yeah, mom. I'm not an Avenger, but I'm starting to feel like one as in living here for a while! " Amnon joked.

" You will be one, Kid. And your father knows it, too! " she softly giggled.

" Me, an Avenger?! Mom, you're kidding, right?! " her son dryly chuckled, found her ridiculous, and turned to his father. " Dad, is she serious?! "

" My dear boy, she may sound ridiculous to you, but I am seeing you to be like one, " Methu-Selah sincerely smiled at him.

" Dad! Come on, you're kidding me too! I don't have powers yet! How can I be a superhero like the both of you?! "

" No, we're not, Amnon-Selah, " he intently grinned and lowly whispered his prediction to his son's ear. " But you will be, very soon. "

Amnon was about to respond to them when the sea of crowd at caught his attention. He felt dumbfounded and cocked his eyebrows. Then, he turned to his parents and then to the officials.

" Kid, you need to go. You know what we mean, " his mother reminded.

" Yeah, mom. Just a sec, please..." Amnon knelt down and picked up his mobile communicator device, a pen and journal from his duffelbag.

" Son, we'll keep an eye and bring your luggage while waiting for our new flat, " Methu-Selah added. " You need to get to work. "

" Sure, Dad. I'll see you all later, " the pink Kree nodded and held his work-related items. " See ya, mom. See ya, dad. "

" See ya! " his mother greeted and waved at him.

" Keep it up, Amnon! " his father added.

Amnon smiled and waved back at his parents, " I will. See ya, guys! "

Returning to his duty, the blonde pink Kree rushed himself and made sure not to bump someone else within the sea of crowd. Then, he saw Jared Coulson and Abioye were talking along the corridor and glancing at an entire population of nomads, exiles and troopers of mixed races. Amnon stood beside Commander Bav-Tek and nodded at him, holding his pen using his left hand. His right hand carried the weight of his journal. His mobile device was kept inside his leather jacket's pocket. Then, he waited for the signal from his superior to write down and heard the conversation from the other two men.

" Goodness, No way! " Jared exclaimed in shock, seeing the entire the crowd. " We have just combined the entire four Triskelion people including the slave den escapees and the Avengers Compound residents. "

Abioye commented, " It seems we have sheltered an entire kingdom, Mr. Coulson. "

ARC MTF Trooper shrugged and replied, " Well, don't forget some American and French MTF Troopers from the Foundation who were allied with your cause. But I guess you guys already knew that. "

" Kree, Lizards, Faunus, Inhumans, humans, hybrids, and other races, this will take some time to get a census of the Avengers Compound population, " the Wakandan royalty surmised.

Jared chuckled and joked, " We are making an entire nation of mixed races, Abi. "

Commander Bav-Tek glanced at Amnon, implying him to start writing down. The pink Kree secretary nodded, started to jolting down his notes, and intently listened at the conversation.

The ARC MTF Trooper noticed Amnon taking down notes and understood of his job. Then, he turned to the others and asked, " Hmmm, I see....How many mixed races could there be? I guess a million is fine, I take it? "

The brunette half-Reptilian man replied and raised his right hand in interjection, " For the Avengers Compound residents alone, we are a population of 959,800 as of this year. If we're gonna add your Triskelion people here, I could estimate this as two to three million in population. We have to make a census of the new arrivals to give you an exact number of people. "

" Right, " the MTF official nodded and turned to Amnon. " Montmartre, keep it noted and start the holographic population count by tomorrow. "

" How about doing the census, sirs? " Amnon asked. " I'm not familiar with that. "

" Perhaps, you have dealt with AIs under Elder Stark aside from holograms. You may start using them. "

" Noted, " the pink Kree secretary nodded in affirmation and had a question he had in mind. " Speaking of population count and census, I have something to ask, Jared. "

" Go ahead, Amnon. Feel free to raise your questions, " Jared suggested.

" Yeah. How many slaves are there in Manhattan? "

Jared scratched his scales on his face and deeply thought of his best friend's question. The ARC MTF Trooper, Commander Bav-Tek, and Prince Abioye of Wakanda noticed him.

" As I can remember for the past six months, there are 4.5 million slaves in Manhattan, " he replied. " Other foreign captives are added into 10,000. "

" So, you obtained the population count using drones or undercover agents. "

" Yep. "

" How many had died and escaped or rescued? "

Jared smiled and noticed of his best friend's inquisitiveness as he understood him. Then, he turned to Commander Bav-Tek, " Well, Absalom. Got anything to answer to my friend's question. "

" When it comes to number of slaves who died and left the slave den, if I could remember the reports from nine months ago, an average death of each slave is around 10 to 20. Then, each escapee is counted as 5 to 10 people a day, " Absalom explained and scratched his goatee.

" Is this information from New York City alone? " Amnon queried and kept writing the information.

" Not only in New York, but it applies to every city across the globe, " the Kree-Faunus commander replied and suggested. " I know you start to receive some reports of the MTF troopers and Rebel Forces members. Maybe, you can backtrack and obtain data from those. "

" Got it. "

" Speaking of population data, " Jared interjected. " If you're gonna ask the entire globe, well I have some good news. The humans and hybrids, including the extraterrestrials has been increased to 72% in joining the opposition to the Kree Empire and their allied reptilian forces. Thanks to your inspiring efforts from the Bern Incident from two years ago. "

" Interesting, it looks my slave den raid efforts in the past are not in vain after all, " Amnon thought, smiled and continued writing down in his journal.

Absalom added, " We will notice very soon that we are getting more people to rescue and meet. "

The ARC Trooper chuckled, " Who knows? There will be plenty of more when this prolonged invasion and war is over. "

" With that, we do have mutants in this base, " the half-Reptilian Rebel Forces leader reminded. " A group of former slaves and some retired ones, they usually do some undercover work. "

The ARC MTF Trooper asked, " How many? "

" A team of five. "

" Wait, are they descendants of the X-Men? " Amnon paused writing and queried.

Jared instantly nodded, " Yes and some two familiar faces, I believe. "

The half-Reptilian leader noticed a group of mutants coming from their slave den raid. Amnon and his superiors intently looked at them. There were two prussian blue skinned and hairy men. The other was a hulking elderly man. Just between them, there was a dark-haired woman in her late forties. Another one was a scarlet haired Caucasian lady with rosy glasses. The last person was a silvery-haired young man with an olive skin. They were walking over to the newcomers.

" You may greet and introduce yourselves to the new residents, " Jared called their attention. " Remember, be nice to them. "

" Some new blood I can smell, " a raven haired mutant lady sniffed the people like preying wolf and released her claws to intimidate them. " Tell me, are you all traitors or allies? "

" No, no, we're allies, my friend, " Absalom nervously chuckled. " Please put your claws down, miss. "

" Fine, " she relentlessly sighed and reverted her hands into the clawless form. " The name's Laura Howlett, boys. " Suddenly, she turned to Amnon and sniffed him, giving him a flirting smirk, " My, this man is too attractive and interesting. He is the one who more than meets the eye and nose. "

The ARC MTF trooper looked at the pink Kree as Amnon helplessly smiled and nervously chuckled. He turned to him and said, " She likes you a lot, Montmartre..."

" Oh for Hala's sakes! Why is she still sniffing at me?! " the Kree annoyingly thought and politely asked, slowly stepping back from her. " Miss Howlett, why are you smelling me? "

Laura coyly grinned and softly chuckled, blushing at him. " I would say that you're an attractively handsome man inside and out. You may have a dark tragic past, but you have the spirit to beat the odds. I can say you're using a sweet smelling men's perfume. "

" Y-Yeah, thanks..." Amnon wryly chuckled and looked at Jared and the others with discomfort. " Will you let her step away from me please? "

" Sorry about Laura, it's her first time to get attracted to men. She usually kills them. " the half-Reptilian laughed and turned to the Lady Wolverine. " Laura, you may let Amnon go. He has some work to do. "

Laura softly chuckled and kept touching the Kree's smooth and soft pinkish cheeks, " I'm sorry about that, boss. I shall have my time with this handsome angel from the Heavens. Oh my, I forgot to ask his name. "

" Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre, agent and secretary of the Rebel Forces and the MTF " the Kree politely introduced himself and kept smiling at her, hiding his extreme annoyance to flirty women like her. " It's nice to meet you, Ms. Howlett. "

" Call me, Laura, " she winked and smiled back at him. " It's a pleasure to meet you, Amnon. "

" Y-Yeah...." he nodded, sighed heavily, and thought. " Good riddance..."

As the Lady Wolverine incessantly winked at the Kree and walked away from him, it's another mutant who kept teleporting and phasing. Amnon paused writing and cocked his eyebrows to see a blue skinned mutant with an athletic built. He was around late sixties to early seventies and still feisty. Then, he teleported behind Amnon and surprisingly poked at his shoulder. The pink Kree got startled at him and loudly yelled. The mutant man boisterously laughed at him.

" Sorry, mein freund! I didn't mean to scare you! " he ceased his laughter and spoke with a heavy German accent.

" Look, mein Herren. I met some people like you, but you may be too old for your pranks. Did your fellow Germans get annoyed with those acts from you? " Amnon sighed and asked.

" Sometimes, but it's my way to surprise the enemies. "

The ARC MTF Trooper commented, " Very effective. "

" My name is Kurt Wagner, mein freunden, " the German mutant introduced himself. " I am a former slave from Berlin as I had spent in the den for two to three decades. My fellow fighters found me and joined your cause. Everyone calls me the Nightcrawler. "

" I believe we are the same group of peope who rescued you and your fellow slaves, " Absalom recalled and crossed his arms. " I was there back then. "

" Wundebar! You were the young blue goat man that I have met! This is so great! It's nice to meet you again, Herren Absalom! " Kurt happily exclaimed and shook his hands with the Kree-Faunus commander.

" Likewise, Kurt! " he sincerely smiled.

" My, that is a sweet reunion, " a shy young woman with rose tinted glasses and scarlet locks stood beside Laura. " I'm Jessica Summers, grandniece of Cyclops or Scott Summers. It's nice to meet you all. "

Amnon heard the name Scott Summers and remembered him as one of the patients from the Group Therapy in Paris. He deeply thought and looked at her with concern, " She's a family member of Mr. Summers and yet she inherited his powers. Too opposite from her granduncle in personality. I wonder what made her too shy. "

" Did your powers come from experimentations from the Kree? " the ARC MTF trooper asked.

Jessica quickly looked away from the MTF official and refused to answer his question. She was clinging behind the young man with silvery hair.

" I'm sorry she's uncomfortable to answer your question, sir. Obviously, the four of us came from the slave den except for Dr. McCoy, " he boldly answered. " Jessica has a bad experience with the invaders. If you keep questioning her, she might get stressed out and target you with her photonic blasts from her eyes. "

" Sorry about that. May we know your name, young man? "

" I am Oliver Monroe, Ororo's grandnephew. I go by the name, Lord Storm. "

" Right, " the ARC MTF Trooper nodded. " It's nice to meet you, Oliver. "

" A pleasure as well. "

" Oh, my stars and garters! I have not introduced myself! I really apologise for that! " the hulking elderly furry man with an eyepatch on his left face exclaimed anxiously. " My name's Elder Hank McCoy or the Beast. My bad, I'm so sorry. It looks like I'm the last person that I need to speak to all of you. "

" No, no, it's all right, sir, " the ARC MTF Trooper said. " We are ready to listen. Sorry if I ask you this, Dr. McCoy. How did you lose your left eye? "

" Right, " Elder McCoy sadly sighed and recollected. " It happened in Paris, France around twelve years ago. I presume you knew Moulin Rouge Mutiny incident, correct? "

" No, sir. "

" Let me tell you a story, " he continued when everyone paid attention. " I was there with my partner, Abigail Brand. It was a rainy morning in the wee hours when we patrolled into the city and were supposed to start our slave den raids. Upon sunrise, we witnessed the Kree and the Lizards threw some smoke bombs at the hiding Rebel Forces and made a bloody sabotage on the streets. A lizard attacked me and grabbed my left eye. It was an inconvenient flesh wound, but only right eye is still functioning. Abigail sent me to the medic when I had my eyepatch. The mutiny lasted for a week. Our enemies mercilessly killed the escapees and our forces. "

Jared and Absalom knew the incident as Amnon sadly sighed and finished writing the mutant's story. Elder McCoy gloomily bowed his head.

" Sir, I'm sorry about that, " the pink Kree empathised. " I knew it was hard for you to experience that situation. "

" You don't need to apologise, young man, but thank you for listening to my story. "

" Sure, no worries. Not gonna lie, sir, I'm really amazed with your exploits. I've read a lot of articles about them in the library and the holographic documents. You are still my hero in leading and continuing the slave den raids, aside from the incident, " Amnon commented.

" My! I'm so glad to meet a follower and true believer of my works! " McCoy happily exclaimed. " What's your name, young man? "

" I'm Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre and honored to meet you in person, Dr. McCoy, " the pink Kree shook hands with the elderly mutant and politely smiled at him.

Elder McCoy responded the same gesture and remained silent. He intently looked at Amnon and his emerald eyes, reminding him of the abused Kree-SCP 682 hybrid child from the video around fifty-two years ago. Hearing the Kree man's maternal maiden name and paternal surname: Danvers-Montmartre, he clearly remembered of Dr. Montmartre or Methu-Selah and his wife, Captain Marvel. He squinted his eye and deeply perceived that Amnon inherited from both of his parents' traits, especially his physical appearance and the way he speaks.

Amnon looked puzzled at the Beast and asked, " Sir? Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something wrong? "

" No, not all, Amnon, It's great to meet you, too, " he dryly chuckled and grinned. " You reminded me of my friends from fifty years ago. "

" Who do you mean? "

" You have the most uncanny resemblance to my friend, Dr. Jean Meir Montmartre. Then, you partly inherited some personality and appearance from Colonel Carol Danvers or Captain Marvel, herself. "

" Oh, you're referring to my parents, Dr. McCoy! " Amnon laughed. " They're here with me as they will be glad to meet you anytime. "

" Splendid! Oh, thank you, Mr. Montmartre! I will be pleased to have a word with them, soon. "

" You're welcome. Going back to the topic, Dr. McCoy, are you still active with your exploits? "

" Oh, yes. Of course, " McCoy nodded and cleared his throat. " Until now, I lead this group as we are sent to spy on the slave dens in the United States. Luckily, we have seen enough things from our enemies. Thanks to Brother Coulson. He allows us to check everything from those slave dens we have been gone. "

The ARC MTF Trooper curiously asked, " what did you check on, Dr. McCoy? "

" Human experimentations by the Kree. We mutants are far different from Inhumans so to speak. The Inhumans are exposed to Terrigen crystals and dusts which the mutants can cause harmful effects. We mutants are exposed to harmful radiation and viruses from them. Perhaps, the Faunuses and Lizards have the same predicament. They are all subject to expose to any foreign material placed inside the body, like in the case of Ilyana Rasputina's granddaughter, Cassandra Rains. "

" Cassie! " Amnon alarmingly thought and recalled meeting with the young girl who mourned for her deceased parents on the streets. " The Kree experimented her at a very early age, but why? What do they want from her? Is she gonna suffer soon in the long run? I need to ask Madame Rasputina about this once I get home in France after the war. "

The ARC MTF Trooper surmised, " And this possibly to test the extent of their abilities and powers. "

" Spot on, my friend. No one wonder why the Kree are sending them into fights. Possibly against their enemies, but what I am concerned about is the adverse reaction coming from their experimentations. I believe they will be at risk for any possible terminal illnesses. "

" That seems to be concerning, Doctor. Underlying health risks may be tough in the long run. For now, they only want the best of the best. They want their Inhumans, Faunuses, Mutants, Lizards, and anything else to be experimented on and see if they could possibly persuade them into joining their cause. And the weak? Well, they might do what they always do. Just send them to the Roaches. "

Amnon instantly broke his silence, " Exactly, that's what I saw before. I have been to the slave dens for five decades as they continued their exploits to the slaves. "

" Of course, Amnon and I have seen how the Kree maltreated the slaves in our days, " Jared replied. " That's why I didn't like to see such horrible things back in Alaska. So, I joined the Rebel Forces from then on. "

" And the rest was history from there on, " the ARC MTF Trooper commented.

" Yes. "

" Care to elaborate the structure of the slave dens in America? "

The half-lizard rebel forces leader quickly opened the holographic flash imagery, showing the buildings and blue prints in the rest of the cities as everyone paid attention. The list of slave dens in the United States were encrypted as Amnon kept writing and enumerating the places in his journal, while studying the hologram from Jared.

" This is a very complicated structure if we were going too just sneak in and release all the slaves that are trapped. From what I could tell, the Den is a combination of two security prisons, Alcatraz and Camp 42, " the ARC MTF Trooper commented and also studied the hologram.

" Exactly, the only hard to penetrate is in Boston. Luckily Ruby Rose was able to infiltrate with her partner, " Jared replied.

" Who? " Absalom cocked his eyebrows and queried. " How? "

" It's another Lizard clone name Wally Wilson. "

Amnon nervously gulped and raised his voice in doubt, " I'm sorry, what?! "

" It's Wally Wilson, the new Deadpool, " Elder McCoy replied.

The ARC MTF Trooper commented and sighed, " Man, aren't the Kree abusing mass producing the Indestruc race, considering of what powers they possess? "

" Pretty odd, we have just figured how to stop them, " the brunette half-Lizard helplessly shrugged.

The Lizard hybrid clone dressed in red and black trimmimgs spent eating Chimichangas and smiled at the guests. Amnon paused writing and cocked his eyebrows in doubt as he accidentally dropped his pen onto the floor. The strange looking lizard clone instantly grabbed the pen using his tail and handed to the pink Kree secretary.

" Cheese cripes, dude. Be careful, next time. You gotta keep an eye of your stuff, you know? " he reminded and grinned.

" Yeah...sure, thanks, Wally, " Amnon nodded no furiously and held his pen using his left hand.

Wally Wilson comfortably sat down on the chair and shrugged, " Wow, it seems like I'm on the hot seat of your talk today. Anyway, guys. What's the buzz? "

The Kree-Faunus Rebel Forces crossed his arms and answered, " Your adoptive father is supposed to give us about your history. "

" Oh, that! Okay, okay, you guys got me! I think you need to raise your questions, so I can answer those, " the lizard hybrid quickly placed his hands on the chair's arm rest and comfortably leaned his back. " So! I heard stories from Daddy-O and his friends that you guys are really cool! You know I love gathering so much stuff about you, but at least they don't bore me too much. And one more thing, I do sound and look like the late and great awesome Wade Wilson, except for the tail. Besides , I do have a weirder face than him! "

" He's quite talkative, I take it? " Amnon lowly whispered at Jared.

" Indeed, he is, " his best friend blandly nodded in agreement.

Elder McCoy calmly explained, " Wally was a mutated baby when I found him. He's a combination of Lizard and Mutant from Wade Wilson's genes. The Kree called him object 666, but they rejected him as the boy was dangerous to them in the long run. That's why I adopted him. "

Wally loudly laughed and threw his arms at his adoptive father as Elder Hank McCoy let out an exasperated sigh at his son, " Thanks Daddy-O! You really saved my life! I could have been a roach feed, I guess! "

" I know, Oswald. You don't have to tell me twice, " the Beast deadpanned.

" Why did you call me that name, Daddy-O? It cringes me to death. Call me, Wally! Please!! "

" It's your given name, son. "

The ARC MTF Trooper laughed and heard the humorous exchange of retorts from the father and son duo. " Interesting tidbit of history, At last you'll be an useful ally in our long-run of the war against the Kree! "

" I hate being the bad guy after all. Besides, I need the Lizards to be free from those freaky slave drivers! " Wally shrugged. " And the other alien races, I guess. " Then, he offered his bite of his favorite food to everyone, " Now, do you want some Chimichangas? "

The ARC MTF Trooper replied, " I'll pass. "

Amnon kept writing on his journal and added, " Me too. Very busy. "

Wally shrugged and finished his food, while talking, " Oh well, Ruby's gonna need me to check her weapon. "

Amnon looked disgusted and exasperatedly sighed, seeing and hearing the lizard mutant hybrid talking while his mouth was full. He slowly stepped away from him and kept writing on his journal.

" Oh, come on! You guys don't know Ruby?! I rescued her in Nevada two years ago when she got surrounded by Kreepers there. She's one of those Interdimensional exiles! " he pointed at younger maroon headed one. " There, she is! "

A Remnite woman in her late twenties arrived and held her weapon in ruins. She looked frustrated and confronted her lizard-mutant hybrid friend. Wally nervously chuckled at her and grinned. Amnon exasperatedly sighed and ceased his writing on his journal.

" Wally, I need you to fix my scythe! Stop eating and talking to anyone, " she heatedly demanded and grumblingly placed her broken weapon on Wally's feet.

" Okay, okay. Chill, Ruby..." Wally said and assured. " Look, I'm gonna fix it, but it will take two to three days for me to finish it. "

" Two to three days! What?! " Ruby raised her voice in shock and furiously grumbled. " I still need to go to Boston by tomorrow and deal with those damned Kreepers and Lizards there! Can you even just make it quick?! "

" I understand, but I need to gather my tools in my room and check if some parts are working, " he reminded and pointed at the newcomers. " By the way, we have visitors or newbies here. "

Amnon cleared his throat, helplessly stared at Ruby, and remained non-speaking. Then, he looked at his other companions from the Triskelion. Ruby felt ashamed and bowed her head. Then, she slowly moved her head around and saw some multitudes of people at the lobby to her surprise.

" Look, I'm sorry about my behaviour earlier, " she hesitantly spoke. " I didn't mean to..."

" It's all right, Ms. Rose, " Absalom chuckled. " We understood your dilemma. "

" Oh...thank you, sir, " Ruby saluted the European Rebel Forces commander.

" So, it is really is his great-granddaughter, " The ARC MTF Trooper thought, looked over to Ruby, and greeted. "Hello there, Ms. Rose. "

Ruby nervously smiled and greeted, " H-Hi! "

Then, she turned to Paul and Yang with carrying their newborn children and their older counterparts. She widened her eyes in shock and exclaimed, " Woah, I'm gonna be an aunt?! "

Yang smiled and happily confirmed while carrying her daughter, " Yep, we made it! I'm a mother with twins! "

Paul added and introduced their elderly counterparts, " And two more additions to the Williams family, our senior versions. "

Elder Pyromaniac walked over to them along with his wife and chuckled, " Don't get surprised, young lady! We're also part of the family! "

Elder Firefly added and shrugged, " Well, it's weird at first but we get used to see our young ones and their children. "

" This is so awesome! " Ruby happily beamed and pleased to meet her little nieces.

" How I wish I can have my own kids in the future, " Amnon thought and sighed while smiling and holding his pen and journal." Nevermind. I need to fix and rebuild myself first before getting myself a princess and marrying her as my wife for good. "

" Like a family reunion, " the ARC MTF Trooper chuckled.

" I guess we should leave and let them be, gentlemen, " Jared reminded. " Our discussion is over. "

" Well, we need to assist the other...." Absalom paused and noticed another personnel of the MTF who happened to be a technician.

" Sirs! ARC Trooper Sevens, we have received Contact from the Supreme Commander himself. It's an urgent message! " he cried and ran over to the officials.

" Really?! " Sevens raised his voice and cocked his eyebrows.

" Sirs, I have to patch the message, " Paul volunteered and carried his other daughter to his older self. " It is really important, I take it. "

Paul and the other troopers patched the message as the holographic call from the Supreme Commander was received. Amnon noticed Abioye who just left and arrived after assisting the new residents. Just then, a man's imagery just popped from the holographic projector.

Sevens instantly saluted in greeting, " Lord Hood, sir. "

" ARC Trooper Sevens, it's great to see you and your squad to make it at the Avengers Compound, " Lord Hood said.

" Sir, with all due respect, why did you contact us? "

Lord Hood's face became sweating and kept rubbing it using his handkerchief. He became too anxious of what news he would bring to the others. He was composing his thoughts and clearing his throat.

" Well, it might be a major problem between both us and the Kree Empire along with their reptillian allies, " he broke his silence. " And it's not related with the dark force approaching."

" Another problem comes on our way, " Amnon whispered at Abioye.

" This must be dangerous, Agent Montmartre, " the Wakandan royalty commented and nodded in agreement. " That's very complicated if you could hear Lord Hood's news. "

" Most likely, it's a new exploit from our enemies. They have done something out there. "

Jared glanced at Amnon and Abioye whispering and turned to Lord Hood, " Can you tell us what's happening? "

Lord Hood explained, " Recently, we had an SOS signal from the Kree somewhere in Siberia, Russia. Believing the signal was true, we decided to do a neutral search and rescue of the Kree. What the rescue team found was a lone blue Kree-Russian private and his entire platoon dead. We took the soldier in and start to intriguing him. He calmly told us what happened and loaned us a recording that he took. I'll bring up the Video for your eyes to see. But if you're easily disturbed, you should turn away now. "

" He must be another from the Kree Rebel Forces, Am I correct? " Absalom asked.

" He may be or not. But for one thing is for certain, we may indeed be dealing with a new force to deal with. But for my faction, an old enemy rising from their graves and rebuilt their entire army from scratch. Here's the video. "

" Lord Hood, permission to inform the retired Avengers and some of their protegés? " Amnon saluted and requested.

" You may, Montmartre. Please warn them that the incident is too graphic and sensitive. "

" Yes, sir. "

" We'll wait for your return along with them, so we can start playing the video. "

Amnon had left the conference room and headed at the lobby. Moments later, he brought a group of the retired heroes, his parents, and a few interdimensional people. Lord Hood brought up the video footage next to him on the holographic screen.

It showed the Kree soldier and his platoon searching in what appears to be a ruined and rotted city with a dense fog surrounding them. There were blue bloodstains on the streets as they were shown. The some shades of red blood were also seen from the shoes, clothing, and other belongings from the human and inhuman slaves. The bodies of dead half-Lizards were on a street in Moscow. Jared Coulson's eyes became watery as he saw his fellow hybrid people from the video. It showed two Russian speaking blue Kree men as there were English subtitle captions below the projection.

Kree Soldier: Chto, chert voz'mi, zdes' proizoshlo? (What the heck happened here?)

Kree Soldier 2: Pokhozhe, u lyudey vzorvalas' yadernaya bomba. (It looks like a nuclear bomb from the humans went off.)

Kree Soldier: Nevozmozhno, ne bylo dazhe signala o strel'be. Krome togo, pochemu nas voobshche poslali ukreplyat' eto mesto? Uroven' radiatsii zashkalivayet! (Impossible, there no was no signal of one even firing. Besides, why are we even sent to reinforce this place? The radiation level is through the roof!)

Kree Soldier 2: Da, vozmozhno, eto rabota nashikh vragov.
(Yeah, maybe it's the work from our enemies.)

Kree Soldier: No oni by ispol'zovali tu serebristoglazuyu devushku-nelyudey iz Respubliki Remnantiya, kotoruyu nedavno tol'ko chto otpravili v Povstancheskiye Sily Tam-Borr znayet kuda etim Sushchestvom Bezdny! (But they would've used that silver eyed Inhuman girl from Republic of Remnant, who recently was just sent to the Rebel Forces to Tam-Borr knows where by that Creature of the Abyss!)

Just then, there was a deafening sound in the sky, something similar to a line of bomber jets. The two Kree men covered their ears and looked up to the sky.

Kree Soldier: Ey, ty zdes' chto?! (Hey, do you here that?!)

Kree Soldier 2: Da... Zvuchit kak- (Yeah....It sounds like-)

Without warning, something landed from the sky and created a radioactive gas exposure.

Kree Soldier: Radonovyy gaz! Naden'te protivogazy!! (Radon Gas! Wear your gas masks!!)

Suddenly, an energy blast emerged from the gas clouds and into the right side of the platoon, killing them all. The second Kree soldier looked into the gas clouds and heavily coughed.

Kree Soldier 2: Net! Otkrytyy ogon'! (No! Open fire!)

All the remaining Kree soldier fired into the gas clouds as they heard something was being hit, but it sounded like metal colliding into metal. A mysterious object from the video had attacked some of the soldiers.

The Kree Soldier's camera showed of who was attacking his colleagues. It appeared to look like a male Faunus cyborg with electricity emitting around him. He had blasted all troopers behind the soldier.

Kree Soldier 2: (in fear as they heard him breathing heavily) Privinti eto! YA vykhozhu otsyuda! (Screw this! I'm out of here!)

He started to run away on fear as he and everyone else could hear small explosions going off and crystal of pain of the other soldiers of who were unlucky to survive the bloodshed. The Faunus cyborg turned to the Russian Rebel Forces as they kept shooting him. Then, he blasted them as they all got exploded. A Russian girl was crying on the streets as she kept finding for her parents suddenly a blue skinned soldier took her away

Kree Soldier: Vse v poryadke, malysh. YA pomogu tebe vybrat'sya otsyuda! (It's okay, little one. I'll help you out of here!)

The Kree soldier survivor quickly fled away with the little girl as the Faunus cyborg attacked the others. They continued from all of the carnage until they were stopped in their tracks by another cyborg that no one could recognize. With a very advanced body and from neck to up with real human skin along top with silver hair, on top, it stared him with its crimson eyes.

Kree Soldier (fearful): N-net!...Pozhaluysta, poshchadite menya! (N-No!....Please spare me!)

??? (grinned): Oh relax kid, why not you get too live the tale of how you survived the infamous Prototype of Remnant.

The maleficent cyborg dropped the soldier and had let go of him and the little girl. End of Playback. The rest of the people in the conference room murmured. Some of them looked away as they couldn't take the morbidity. Amnon silently wept and gently rubbed his face with his handkerchief. For him, he had seen enough brutality for the past five decades. His father and mother gently rubbed their son's back to comfort. The others were weeping like him as some had walked out.

Suddenly, the MTF Trooper gently knocked the door as Elder Bruce Banner had opened the door for him. He entered and looked at his superiors, saluting them.

" We have another witness aside from him, it's the little Russian girl. Her name is Vera Morozova, " he informed. " She's at the lobby area with a pack of Lion Faunus from Wakanda who were taking care of her. We need a Russian interpreter for Vera. "

An elderly scarlet haired Russian woman appeared and confronted the MTF trooper, " I am willing to volunteer as her interpreter. "

" Thank you, Elder Romanoff. It's your permission to do so for the both of you. So, go ahead, but be gentle in the way you talk and translate to her, " Lord Hood reminded.

" We will, " the MTF Trooper and the retired Black Widow nodded and left the conference room.

Jared wiped his eyes and finished composing himself. Then, he looked at the official and requested, " Lord Hood, I need to talk to the Kree witness. He might give us clues on those cyborg attackers. "

" We'll send in a transport ship to your location with the Witness in hand, it'll take about eight hours, Commander Coulson. "

" Sure, thank you."

Lord Hood nodded, " You're welcome. "

Sevens curiously looked over to his superior, " Sir... I..."

" If you're wondering about, she's still fine Seven's. She'll be in top shape just as long we could develop the cure faster. "

" Okay. "

" Hmmm, " Lord Hood nodded. " I'll need to go now, to prepare for the transport. Lord Hood, signing off. "

As everyone had stepped out of the conference room, Amnon remained non-speaking and understood of the brutality. Carol noticed of her son's gloomy silence and gently held his right hand.

" I know that you have seen so much undesirable things, " she calmly empathised. " You never liked what you saw from the video. Remembering what I told you about my experience in Remnant is the same feeling that I saw from the video, but in a different degree. "

" Mom, if only I have powers like yours and dad's, I could have spared those people, " Amnon depressingly sighed and spoke.

" Kid, you will have them soon. There will be a right time to discover them, " Carol assured and turned to her husband. " Isn't that right, Methie? "

" Yes, " the Kree Eternal nodded no furiously and slightly smiled. " For now, we still have to offer some tribute for the people in Siberia. "

" You mean a memorial? " his son asked.

" Yes, son. "

Amnon understood and found some boxes of candles at the corridor. Then, he looked at his father and said, " Dad, maybe these will do. "

" Thank you, Amnon. This is very fitting for the tribute. "

Old Methu-Selah took a candle from the box and sparked his hands with a bright yellow light. He took another candle for his wife and son as he passed the spark of fire to them. As everyone took their candles, Elders Pyromaniac and Firefly lit theirs and also passed the fire to some who approached them. The entire crowd of the Avengers Compound held their candles and waited for any instructions from the superiors or the Kree Eternal.

" Take the candle, we will offer a moment of silence to the victims in Siberia, " Methu-Selah instructed. " Everyone, we'll go to the outside grounds and offer the candles to them..This serves as a memorial. "

Everyone followed the instruction and peacefully fell in line, going out. An MTF trooper decided to place the lighted candles into the lantern to fly as he initiated. The others did the same.

The entire Avengers compound was full of floating lanterns lifting off to the sky like fireflies flying around the darkness. The whole population of former slaves, freemen, troops, and allies in mixed races watched them and offered their prayers in their own languages. One of them was Alicia Arc who took a blue flower from the garden and placed into the lantern.

" This is for you, whoever you are. You are always remembered by anyone else aside from me. I hope you have made peace and told the Great Maker of the Heavens to help us end this war, " she said and lifted the lantern as she watched it going upto the skies. Her father joined her and held her hands.

Sevens watched all of the lanterns float into the skies and let out a sigh. The entire place was a very beautiful sight as the other freemen awed in beauty despite the prolonged darkness of this invasion.

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

(Additional scenes and editing by yours truly.)

(Lord Hood and Sevens by FlashlightMan)