" If you can live amid injustice without anger, you are immoral as well as unjust."

~ Thomas Aquinas

(THREE DAYS LATER: BERN, SWITZERLAND, 5:30 PM)

The cold breeze roamed around the former European scientific city where the establishments were made for research and development. They turned out to be silent witnesses of the Kree-Lizard invasion which they had seen so much despair and disaster throughout the years. The surviving Swiss people had become slaves of the extraterrestrial tyrants which they had been living and working in the University of Bern campus grounds. The place was now a den of slaves and guards roaming and working around.

It was late in the afternoon when a semi-balded French woman dressed in grey clothes where she spent carrying a load of metal and coughing. She was a factory worker which her fellows spent creating and assembling parts for Kree Sentry machines and other weapons. The woman ignored her critical condition, however she was coughing out blood. She noticed someone from a distance and heard a commotion which an elderly man was angrily yelling in German. He was ranting about the people being maltreated and starved to death, despite of their enduring and exhausting hours of labor. A German-speaking Kree soldier crossed his arms and looked at the human with disgust when he signaled someone to execute the elder.

" NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! " the old man wailed in fear when he saw a Kree-Lizard hybrid guard holding an accuser's hammer.

" Töte ihn....(Kill him...)" the Kree commanded and turned to the hybrid accuser.Amnon-Selah nodded and readied himself to commit such horrible death execution. The old man widened his eyes in fear and cried until his last breath when he ended up in a pool of blood. His fellow guards mercilessly watched the brutal demise of the slave. The woman silently wept and covered her face which she could not tolerate to see it.

" Dies wird passieren, wenn Sie versuchen, gegen unsere Regeln in dieser Sklavenhöhle zu rebellieren und zu hinterfragen. Wenn Sie sich trauen, haben Sie dieses Schicksal verdient. Verstanden? (This is what will happen if you try to rebel and question against our rules in this slave den. If you dare, you deserve to have this fate. Understood?) " the blue-skinned soldier called everyone's attention.

No one dared to complain or speak-up which they were afraid to commit any mistakes or rebellion inside the processing area. The woman finished weeping and pacified herself. She was also not responding to the question.

" Nun, ich nehme es als ein Ja ...(Well, I take it as a yes...)"

Amnon remained silent and walked away from the crowd of slaves when his superior ordered him. Inside his mind, the sane boy was watching and weeping which he never wanted to see deaths happening in the external environment. He wanted to break this brainwashed state inside his body and do something, however he was stuck-up. He had nothing to do at the moment.

Moments later, the woman returned to her room and instantly lied down on her bed thinking of what had transpired throughout day. She never wanted to see those things again, but she had no choice, but to face every deaths inside the slave den. She heavily sighed and thought of her blue skinned feline friend back in the City of Lights. She and him were the witnesses of the skirmish Moulin Rouge Mutiny from ten years ago. That experience had let her to become angry against the invaders which she saw how her boyfriend had met his demise before. Now, she was seeing horrible things inside the slave den and sadly sighing while looking at the ceiling. Suddenly, she started to have a nagging cough and remained sleepless when she left the room and went to the hallway.

Amnon walked around the hallway and held his hammer after he had mercilessly killed some rebellious slaves. He noticed the terminally-ill woman and thought of taking her life like he had been ordered to do. The French woman widened her eyes in fear which she saw the Kree-Lizard hybrid accuser coming to her.

" S'il vous plaît, n'osez pas me tuer! (Please don't you dare to kill me! ) " she cried and kept coughing. " Je ne sais pas si tu peux me comprendre, mais je suis une femme maladive! Je suis vos ordres, monsieur! ( I don't know if you can understand me, but I'm a sickly woman! I follow your orders, sir! ) "

" Pourquoi es-tu ici? (Why are you here?) " the hybrid sternly asked.

" Votre peuple m'a éloigné de mon ami à Paris il y a dix ans. Maintenant, je travaille toujours dans cet endroit, mais vous ignorez et laissez mon peuple mourir! (Your people took me away from my friend in Paris a decade ago. Now, I am still working in this place, but you ignore and let my people die!) "

" C'est ce dont mon maître m'a parlé. Vous, les humains, n'êtes rien, mais des imbéciles incompétents. (That is what my master told me about. You humans are nothing, but incompetent fools.) "

" Parce que vous ne vous souciez même pas que nous essayons de vivre dans ce que nous avons connu, vous réfléchissez simplement à vous-même. (Because you don't even care that we are trying to live in what we have known, you are just reflecting this to yourself.) "

Amnon remained silent upon hearing the words of the critically-ill woman. She was brave enough to respond. But inside the Kree-Lizard's mind, the imagery of the sane Amnon felt sorry to her which he reminded her of the beloved Nancy Johnson from several decades ago. He wanted to break free from the brainwashed state and return to his normality, but he was stuck-up. From the outside, he was dumbfounded and grunting like 682.

" Quel est le problème? Vous ne pouvez pas répondre? (What's the matter? You cannot respond?) "

" Rien, quelque chose me vient à l'esprit. (Nothing, something just came up to my mind.) " Amnon replied.

" Quelle? (What?) " she asked and raised her both arms. " Tuez-moi alors ... Allez-y. En plus, je vais mourir dans quelques semaines à quelques mois. (Kill me then... Go ahead. Besides, I'm going to die in a span of weeks to months.) "

" Non, je ne vais pas te tuer ...(No, I'm not going to kill you...) "

" Pourquoi?! C'est votre travail, non? Maintenant, tuez-moi! (Why?! This is your job, right? Now, kill me!) "

" Non, non ... Tu m'as rappelé quelqu'un d'autre ...(No,no...You reminded me of someone else...)"

" Assez d'excuses, monsieur! Allez-y, tuez-moi! J'ai un cancer du poumon de stade II en dehors du cancer de l'ovaire! (Enough excuses, mister! Go ahead, kill me! I have a stage II lung cancer aside from Ovarian cancer!) " she loudly cried and coughed.

Amnon was provoked to kill the woman, however he dropped the hammer and heard the word cancer. That triggered him when he paused. He intently looked at her when she revealed her baldness. His memories of his late girlfriend had suddenly occurred into his mind upon seeing her.

" Je suis vraiment désolé ... je ne veux vraiment pas te tuer ...(I'm so sorry... I really don't want to kill you...) " he shakingly responded.

" Pourquoi? (Why?) "

" Écoutez, j'ai vraiment besoin de vous épargner la vie. Pour l'instant, supposons que je vous ai tué. Ensuite, je vais vous aider à vous échapper. (Look, I really need to spare your life. For now, let's pretend I killed you. Then, I will help you escape. ) "

" Pourquoi fais-tu ça? Qu'est-ce que tu veux de moi? (Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?) " she indignantly asked. " Comment puis-je vous faire confiance puisque vous êtes un meurtrier? (How can I trust you since you are a murderer?) "

" Fais juste le mort et je te mettrai en sécurité. (Just play dead and I will put you somewhere safe.) " Amnon replied and carried the woman.

" Hé, tard, pars! Repose-moi! (Hey, late me go! Put me down!) "

The Kree-Lizard boy shushed her as the sick lady angrily glared at her. She heavily sighed which she had no choice but to close her eyes and pretended to be dead. Suddenly, there were lizards coming towards them as he covered her body with a black blanket.

" Where are you taking her? " the reptilian asked.

" To the roaches, I found her unconscious inside her room, " he said. " It's no longer your concern. She's dead. "

" Then dispose her corpse, now..."

" Yes, sir...."

The lizard had gone to the other direction when the two left the hallway. The woman opened her eyes and sighed in relief. Finally, she had understood what the hybrid was doing. Although, she was not sure enough of where he would take her. Going outside the grounds, Amnon was carrying the woman's body when he went farther away from anyone else. He placed her 10 miles away from the city's outskirts which it took him sometime to take her down. The woman uncovered the blanket and began to cough enough blood. The hybrid sadly sighed in looking at her.

" Je ne sais pas quoi dire ...(I don't know what to say....) " he muttered.

" Maintenant, j'ai réalisé que vous avez du bien en vous. Je suis désolé de vous méfier de vous, monsieur. (Now, I realized you have goodness inside you. I'm sorry for mistrusting you, monsieur.) " she stopped coughing and replied.

" Où allez-vous? (Where are you going?) "

" Je vais à Paris. Je ne suis pas sûr de pouvoir y arriver, mais je trouverai un moyen. (I'm going to Paris. I'm not so sure if I can make it, but I will find a way.) " she replied. " Soit dit en passant, je m'appelle Amélie Glenat. Et vous? (By the way, my name is Amelie Glenat. How about you?)"

" Les gens m'appellent 682 ...(People call me 682...) " he sternly replied. " Je suis un accusateur Kree-Lizard. (I'm a Kree-Lizard accuser.)"

" Vous êtes plus que cela, monsieur. Il y a quelque chose en vous qui est plus unique que votre horrible coquille. Quoi qu'il en soit, je partirai. Merci beaucoup. (You are more than that, monsieur. There's something in you which is more unique than your horrible shell. Anyways, I shall leave. Thank you very much.) "

Amnon remained silent as he was not convinced to what she had said. Somehow, this had something to do of what he had done when he was sane. Now, being manipulated he never knew what he had done. Confusion had visited him in his mind. He was not trained to do good as Kasius' killing machines, but it was his conscience of seeing the critically-ill woman.

" This is not right, " he angrily thought. " I'm supposed to kill her! Why?! Is that naive boy has been meddling my head again! How come I knew how to communicate in that language! I need to get him off my head! He is supposed to be dead! "

Amelie weakingly smiled and walked away as Amnon watched her leaving away from Bern. He returned to the campus and continued on his killing duties moving forward. Although, he was wondering to himself about the words from a cancer stricken slave which he tried to ignore. Instead, he'd rather keep that to himself. The Kree-Lizard hybrid accuser had to face another duty when he heard his fellow guards to kill another rebelling slave.

" 682, what took you so long?! " a male voice echoed. " You have a execution to confront, now! That's an order..."

" Yes, sir..."

Moments later, Amelie had wandered away from the city when she was still coughing and heavily breathing. No one was able to help her when she walked alone the highway. The French woman turned her head around when she heard a loud rustle of leaves in the forests. She was terrified which she became suspicious of the same evil people coming after her. Moving her head around, she saw a man from a distance and widened her eyes in fear. Amelie began to run as she could even she felt weakened. She never wanted to witness another skirmish which she had encountered inside the slave den.

" Amélie, c'est moi! (Amelie, it's me!) " a male voice called her. " N'ayez pas peur! (Don't be afraid!) "

" Qui êtes vous? (Who are you?) " she shakily asked and paused. Amelie recognized the man which it was a gruff and dirty blue skinned feline wearing a dark coat and a scarf. " Selah? Is that you? "

" Yes, " he nodded and hugged her.

" What are you doing here? I thought you're supposed to find your..."

" Yes, I am looking for him, " the Kree-Faunus man answered. " Did you know where he is? "

" I'm not so sure, " Amelie replied. " But a Kree-Lizard man named 682 was a murderer, he spared my life. I don't know why he was doing it. "

Methuselah Belladonna or Methu-Selah smiled and understood which he had already known where his son had been. However looking at his old friend, He thought of taking her away from Switzerland. Amelie looked dumbfounded and raised her eyebrows, giving him an inquiring look.

" Selah, is there something wrong? "

" Nothing, my dear, " the disguised Kree Eternal nodded. " So, I believe you're leaving this city. "

" Yes, please take me to Paris! " she desperately cried and tightly hugged him. " I don't want to be here anymore! "

" It's all right, " he calmly spoke and hugged her back. " I'm going to take you there. "

Methu-Selah felt the conflict which he remembered his friend Carol Danvers wanted to reunite with him and their son. Confronting Amelie, he felt the same way which he had felt for the elderly heroine. The Kree Eternal heavily sighed and felt baffled in dealing with two women in his life. While embracing his girlfriend, he sadly looked from a distance and thought of his son.

" I knew you're there, Amnon, " he thought. " But it's not the right time to meet each other here in Bern. I have to save my friend, first and then the other people. Someday, we will cross our paths together. Your mother needs you badly. I know you will get through with this confusion you are experiencing. Just hang in there. We'll see you soon."