" A misfortune never makes me uneasy provided I know in what it consists; but it is my nature to be afraid of darkness. "

- Jean Jacques Rousseau

(SANCTUM SANCTORUM: GREENWICH VILLAGE, MANHATTAN: 5:48 AM)

" Dad, did you know who's coming here? " Amnon apprehensively asked his father and brought his pistol, starting to load his bullets.

" Amnon, you are not going to like it, " the Kree Eternal seriously answered.

" W-who is it, Dad?! " the pink Kree raised his voice in defiance. " Why don't you tell us?! "

" Son, don't keep yourself loud! They might hear us, right now! "

Doctor Stephen Strange intently glared, cleared his throat and placed his right index finger on his mouth, calling their attention. Methu-Selah and his son ceased their little disagreement and remained vigilant in their surroundings. Suddenly, the three men noticed the whole sanctum became an unending void which they were being trapped.

" Gentlemen, I'm afraid we can't escape this state, " the elderly sorcerer supreme warned and formed a bright circular marigold colored spell on his left hand.

" What do you mean, doctor? " Amnon asked.

" This is a spell of never ending darkness which we are trapped right now. "

" You're kidding me?! "

" No, I am not..."

The Kree Eternal also illuminated his both hands in radiant bluish white light. He already understood what was going on aside from overhearing his son's anxious queries to the elderly sorcerer. Just then, they heard a defeaning eerie noise from this place. Amnon, his father, and the mage frowned and moaned in excruciating pain, covering their ears and causing them to stumble.

" What on Hala is that?! " the pink Kree angrily asked.

" It must be from the witch! " his father loudly exclaimed.

" The what?! "

" The witch, son, the witch! "

" I believe she has found us! " Doctor Strange added. " She's after you both! "

" Dammit! " Amnon heatedly cursed and held his pistol, readying himself to shoot.

" Your Highness, please don't you dare to release any projectile of yours, " Strange sternly reminded.

" Now, what am I supposed to do?! "

" Let me and Stephen deal with this one, " the Kree Eternal replied and used his Cosmic Awareness, sensing the area.

Just then, the blackened area of sanctum transformed into a chaotic street. Methu-Selah, his son, and the elderly mage exchanged glances and became dazed which they were being teleported outside the premises. Amnon moved around and widened his eyes in fear when he saw some rotting corpses of slaves on the streets. His hands were intensely shaking. The pink Kree started to have some flashbacks of his manipulated slave days which he killed slaves. He felt hyperventilating palpitated, and released his excessive sweat. His ancient blue Kree father instantly noticed him when Amnon loudly yelled and anxiously lost control.

" AMNON! " Methu-Selah called him out and placed his arms around his son, comforting him. " Son, please take deep breaths. "

" Old Methu, I'm afraid your son is experiencing a severe panic attack. It might be rooted from a psychological trauma, " Strange seriously reminded and looked at the pink Kree who kept inhaling and exhaling. " You'd better get him out of here. I'd rather deal with this unknown anomaly, myself. "

" I...I..c-can...d-deal w-with..." Amnon tremblingly responded as his hands were holding a pistol and shaking.

" Son, I need to fly you home and take a rest. You cannot function with this condition, " the Kree Eternal added.

" B-but...D-d-dad..."

" Amnon, please we need to go. You're experiencing an episode of your PTSD. "

" Prince Amnon-Selah, please listen to your father! " the elderly sorcerer supreme angrily spoke. " I can handle this myself! Now, go! "

" You three have no chance to escape! " a deep male voice echoed.

The three men turned their attention to the younger reptilian man who was holding a blade and signalling his Kree-Lizard troops. They were surrounding the two Kree men and the elderly master of the mystic arts. Strange shot a glare to the attackers and made a defensive stance infront of the father and son. Amnon recognised the lizard man which he was shaking and hyperventilating in extreme fear.

" Hello, there. My so-called brother, " the lizard taunted and approached them. " It's been long time no see since you have left for two years. You brought your old man and a sorcerer. "

" S-s-stay a-away f-from m-me, D-D-Dennis..." the pink Kree stuttered and shakily pointed his pistol at the lizard.

" What's the matter? I can smell your extreme fear in confronting me, " Dennis evilly grinned and laughed. " I'd just realised that you have drastically changed. You are indeed a traitor to the lizard race and have forsaken your master. "

" Don't you dare to get near to my son! " the Kree Eternal furiously retorted.

" Ah, another traitor of planet Hala. I am so pleased to meet you, my dear sir. Perhaps, you and your delinquent shall be lying down the on the pool of blood..."

Doctor Strange shot an indignant glare at the reptilian and stood in a defensive stance in between the father and son. He had his both hands with bright shield like energy spells.

" I won't allow you to destroy the Ancient Cosmic Wanderer and his son, the Prince of Hala, " he sternly spoke. " If you dare, I shall bring you into your oblivion. "

" Heh, the Sorcerer Supreme thinks he is a worthy challenger, " Dennis scoffed and evilly laughed, taking out the claymore. " I shall give you and these traitors your swift sweet death! "

The evil reptilian man instantly stabbed the elderly sorcerer when Methu-Selah and his son winced. Dennis maliciously grinned and darkly chuckled. Strange remained silent and emotionless, glaring at him and disappearing in front of his eyes. Amnon opened his eyes and remained in shock which he didn't expect it to happen. Dennis furiously growled and became disappointed, failing to take down his victim and glaring at the Kree father and son.

" Both of you have predicted this?! Tell me! " the lizard man heatedly retorted. " Your damned father planned it and made the sorcerer disappear! "

Amnon pointed his pistol at the lizard and stood in front of his father in defence. He shot a glare and sternly replied, " Look, I don't know what you're talking. You killed Doctor Strange, I won't tolerate this and again kill my father! "

" Then my so-called brother will join the sorcerer in the next life along with the blue old man! I shall grant your death wish as Lord Kasius asks me to do! "

" Amnon, you know what to do..." Methu-Selah looked at his son and reminded him when Amnon nodded.

Dennis prepared himself to slash the pink Kree and his ancient blue skinned parent. He made an instant swing towards them as Amnon triggered his pistol. The bullets quickly flew to his reptilian opponent. Dennis immediately averted the strikes from the gunslinger pink Kree with blonde locks and darkly chuckled.

" Wrong choice of weapon, but you have improved! "

Amnon ignored the comment, targeted at the hands, and kept firing another round of bullets. He was making sure that he could topple down the Claymore for the lizard man's hands. Finally, he was able to make sword ricochet away and dropped from the hands, making him bleed.

" What's the matter, Dennis? " Amnon defiantly asked. " You can't take some bullets fom me? "

" I hate you, Svet! YOU TRAITOR! "

" It's Agent Amnon Montmartre of SHIELD. You'd better surrender on my watch. "

" NEVER!! "

Dennis picked up the sword using his tail from the ground and instantly rushed behind Amnon, readying to pin the Kree Eternal's son down to his demise. Methu-Selah quickly covered his son in defense, but he got himself bleeding on his gut. The drops of blue blood fell down on the street cement floor. Amnon widened his eyes in shock, seeing his father being pinned downed by the mad reptilian.

" DAD! " he loudly cried.

" Son...I'm gonna be okay...T-trust me..." the bleeding ancient blue man weakingly grinned at him with a hint of worry.

" Dad, it's not okay! I'll get you out of here and be treated! "

" Amnon, please...."

" How is it like to see your old man dying, my so-called 'brother'?! " Dennis darkly chuckled and removed his sword, kicking the wounded Kree Eternal down onto the ground. " Your father is no powerful being in the cosmos! He's just like you...A WEAKLING! "

Amnon indignantly glared at the mad lizard and carried his father into his arms. He saw him regenerating his wounds and wearily smiled.

" Son, I told you I'm gonna be okay..." Methu-Selah slowly sat up and checked his affected part healing back into his normal skin. " You may joke at me that I have nine lives as an Earthian cat. "

" Dad, please let me deal with him, " Amnon said and helped his father to stand up, reloading his pistol with bullets. " He's the one who forced me to slavery and killed Doctor Strange. He almost had your blood on his hands. "

" But son..."

" Just keep yourself cool for now. "

" How naive and too different you are! Definitely, you are not the one who I have thought of. The indestructible lizard. You are just a futile one, " Dennis taunted and maniacally laughed at his opponent. " Do you even think you can surpass this darkness?! "

" I'll take chances, " the pink Kree sternly replied and pointed his pistol at the mad lizard.

" Go ahead, shoot me..."

Amnon took an aim and pulled the trigger on his pistol. The bullets flew to his opponent as Dennis averted quickly and slashed them. The pink Kree made another round to strike the reptilian man. Dennis was still unaffected from the attacks and slashing the bullets. Methu-Selah watched his son who continued targeting at his adversary. Losing his bullets, Amnon took time to reload and kept aiming at the lizard. Still, the sinister one dodged his strikes and laughed at him. He instantly grabbed the stray bullets by his tail and threw it back to him. The pink Kree and his father placed himself down onto the ground, protecting themselves from being shot.

Dennis sternly glared at the father and son and retorted, " So, you two think you dare to evade me. I will give your chance to die. "

" You may even say that you have a witch who has been helping you, " the Kree Eternal defiantly spoke. " Tell us, have you been collaborating with her as Kasius ordered you? "

" Ah...the former disciple of the Abyss...Yes, she is ready to confront and bring you into your oblivion..."

Amnon looked at his father and held his pistol as he felt being dragged and grabbed by a multitude of shadow like tendrils.

" DAD!! HELP!!!! " he desperately cried and struggled to break free.

" AMNON! " the Kree Eternal yelled and followed his son. Then, he was also engulfed by the darkness along with his child. " What on Hala-"

A sadistic laughter coming from a female voice echoed at the two Kree men's consciousness. They looked at each other despite being trapped from the endless void.

" You creatures of the Light cannot defeat darkness, " she remarked. " You have no right to eradicate the Abyss..."

" Is this gonna be the same psychological trap again?! " Amnon indignantly thought and asked the voice. " Tell us, who are you?! Why don't you show up to us?! "

The echo didn't answer the pink Kree's question and followed up by same laughter. Amnon angrily clenched both of his fists and pointed his pistol. His father approached him and placed his right hand on his shoulder.

" Son, it's the witch...." Methu-Selah seriously replied. " She's the one who trapped us here. "

" But Dad, where is she? " Amnon asked and agitatedly moved his head around. " Why can't she just show up? "

" The Kree Eternal's son demands a confrontation, " she scoffed. " Let's see if you can remain thriving in this entire void. "

The blonde pink Kree man and his father noticed more dark tendrils slowly coming towards them like crawling cobra and rattlesnakes. They tightly grabbed their feets and bodies. The father and son were having difficulties in breaking free when the both of them felt sweating and gasped for their breath. Just then, a young pale-skinned woman in jet black clothes slowly walked and appeared to them.

" You two are just in time to experience your deaths soon, " she said and smirked. " No matter how hard you try, you will just fail tremendously. What a shame..."

" What do you want?! " Old Methu-Selah indignantly spoke at her.

" Your deaths..." she indignantly spoke. " Your fellow kind asked me to take you down. Honestly, I never wanted to be part of his exploits. "

" You claimed to be from the Abyss, Karla. Then, why are you following that tyrant's motives? "

The witch frowned and shot a glare at the ancient blue skinned man. She angrily clenched her fists and asked, " How did you know my name? Are you trying to implore my thoughts, old man?! "

" I can sense and read your mind, " the Kree Eternal seriously answered. " You may come from the darkness as you've spoken. You told us that your forces of the Abyss cannot be defeated. Secondly, you became a slave from that tyrant and followed his orders in taking us down. Is this really what you want? You are being controlled by Kasius and his cohorts himself. "

Amnon looked at his father and the witch when he listened to his discourse. Karla angrily gritted her teeth and summoned a spell of shadows to the Kree Eternal and his son. The pink Kree man found himself sweating and shaking in fear when he turned to him.

" SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! " she angrily yelled when more shadow tendrils were subduing them.

" Dad... I don't think this reasoning and talking won't work, " Amnon reminded nervously. " We'd better do something! "

" Son, there's a way out and Stephen can get us out of here. "

" Wha-...I thought he's..."

" You'll found later, son. I won't spoil you my predicted future, " Methu-Selah smirked and radiated his both of his hands with a bright bluish-white light, breaking and blasting the shadow tendrils to disappear.

Karla noticed the ancient azure skinned alien making a tunnel of light to escape from the darkness. She heatedly growled at him, " You damned Bearer of the Light Soul! You and your son cannot escape! I'll show you where you are right now! "

She snapped her fingers and summoned a spell where the Kree father and son slowly regaining their consciousness. Amnon widened his eyes in shock and recalled the day when he was being capture to be a slave. They were surrounded by blue and pink Kree soldiers along with their reptilian counterparts, pointing their weapons at them.

" What on Hala..." he anxiously muttered and asked. " Is this another illusion or a real event that we're seeing? "

" No, son. This is reality, " the Kree Eternal seriously reminded.

" Enough chattering, you two, " the female blue Kree lieutenant barked and turned to her subordinates. " Cuff them right away, make sure they do not resist. "

Amnon looked around as he saw Dennis and Karla standing behind the soldiers. He checked his bullets and sighed he had three left. He turned to his father and grabbed his left hand.

" Amnon, what on Hala are you doing?! " Methu-Selah indignantly asked and cocked his eyebrows.

" Dad, I need your photon blast, please, " he requested. " We might be taken to Kasius. We really need to find Doctor Strange and go home. Please, Dad..."

The Kree Eternal looked at his son and read his mind. He understood and nodded, raising his both hands. Amnon slowly stepped back and watched his father illuminated both of his hands with a radiant cosmic bluish white light. He instantly blasted the Kree and lizard soldiers and sent them flying and pushing away from them. His son sighed in relief and grabbed his father's right hand, running away from their supposed captors.

Rushing onto the chaotic and ghost town streets of Manhatttan, the sounds and lights of shooting lasers from their guns were lingering and targeting at the two Kree men. They were so desperate to survive in their situation which they had no choice, but to evade from their captors. They reached into the alley where they could hide and rest for a while. Amnon paused and panted for he had been so tired in running.

" Dad, perhaps, you can fly me out of here, " he suggested.

" I would love too son, but I predicted they could target to kill us, " his father warned.

" Drats...."

As the Kree Eternal snapped his fingers to make himself and his son in invisible mode, they heard voices coming from a distance and approaching towards the alley. The Kree and Lizard soldiers noticed the father and son had disappeared.

" We can't find them! This is a total waste of time in pursuing them! " the blue skinned one whined.

" They may be around somewhere, but we still need to find them, " his reptilian counterpart replied.

" Find them?! This is ridiculous! Do you even think we can do that?! "

" Are we going to give up or pursue? If we give up, Lord Kasius and Lady Basha will definitely send us to the roaches and die for good! "

The blue Kree soldier heavily sighed and muttered, " Fine. We'll be..."

Suddenly, some flashes of bright light appeared and blinded the soldiers, making them disoriented. They loudly yelled in excruciating pain Old Methu-Selah and his son watched what was unfolding. Just then, they saw an old brunette and bearded man dressed in blue robes and a crimson cape. The ancient Kree snapped his fingers and reverted to their visibility.

" Doctor Strange?! " Amnon raised his voice in shock. " How did you-"

" You think I died that instantly, Your Highness? " the elderly Sorcerer Supreme scoffed and chuckled, placing his hands on his waist. " Those fools never knew what I could possibly do in 1 of 75,345,234 chances. "

" And you just calculated your possible death and cheated it through magic? "

" Yep. It's sorcery, " he nodded and looked at the Kree Eternal. " Old Methu, you could have known that you two might will be in peril once you remain here. I shall send you two home before they find you. "

" It's better to leave right now, Stephen, " Methu-Selah nodded and felt exhausted.

" Well then, we shall," Strange nodded and formed a teleporting wormhole spell for the father and son to escape.

(CAROL DANVERS-MONTMARTRE'S FLAT, AVENGERS COMPOUND: 7:54 AM)

As Stephen Strange helped the father and son teleport back home, he was invited to stay and being offered to sit on the couch. He had a discussion with them of what happened while he was gone. Strange explained he summoned a spell to duplicate himself in order to prevent himself from being attacked. Amnon-Selah raised his eyebrows and doubtfully stared at him.

" How is even that possible? " the pink Kree asked.

" I learned and practiced a dozen to thousands of spells to perfect that ability and the others, " the elderly sorcerer smiled and answered. " I have been doing that for five decades. "

" I see, " Amnon nodded and raised another question. " What about Karla the Witch? Do you have an idea of what to do with her? "

" So, you two experienced another psychological and metaphysical event? "

The father and son spoke in unison, " Yes, we were trapped in darkness as she tried to kill us. "

Strange deeply thought and crossed his arms while he was sitting on the couch. He seriously looked at the father and son and replied, " If you dare to pursue her, it will cause a serious clash between the forces of Light and Darkness. "

" It will be a chaos, " the Kree Eternal surmised.

" Exactly, Old Methu. It's better to leave them in peace and hoping they would never harm anyone. "

" With that, we need to focus to end this threat. "

" I agree with you guys, " Amnon interjected.

Just then, an elderly half Kree woman placed some cups of tea and bread for them on the table. Carol looked at them and said, " All right. You boys need something to eat before doing anything throughout the day. "

" Thank you, Mrs. Montmartre, " Strange pleasantly smiled at her and took his share of his breakfast. " It's nice to see you once again. "

" You're welcome, doctor. "

" Mom, I need to eat real quick, " Amnon said and took his bread, instantly biting and chewing it. He sounded like he was gibberishly mumbling." I can't be late to work. "

" Amnon Joseph Danvers-Montmartre, please don't talk when your mouth is full! You will end up choking once again! " she reprimanded.

The pink Kree got embarrassed at his mother and bowed his head while he was eating. Old Methu-Selah and Doctor Strange chuckled at him.

" You still got a hangover of that abyssal void experience, son? " his father asked him and gently patted his son's back.

" I know how it is to be reprimanded by the Ancient One and Wong! I was just like you back in the Kamar Taj! " the elderly Sorcerer Supreme laughed. " No worries, we've still got your back, Your Highness. Learning manners and such is the only way to improve yourself. "

Carol nodded in agreement and smiled at her son. Amnon finished eating his bread and sighed. He was following up with a cup of tea to drink.

" Maybe, they're right, " he thought. " There's a lot more to learn and improve even before or after the long war is over. First, I still need to find out how to stop Kasius. Sooner or later, I'll figure out what should I do next. "

(Dennis the Lizard and Karla belong to FlashlightMan)