" Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood."

– Marie Curie

(Present Time: New York City, 11:56 PM)

After the dinner and long conversation along with some family and friends, the young and alternate Carol Danvers  looked at the stars and deeply recalled of her future son's stories. She hoped one day to have a child like him in her home universe. 

" Mind if I join with you, Colonel Danvers? " a familiar baritone voice called her out.

Carol looked at the blonde man in his thirties and warmly smiled at him. Amnon hovered himself and got into the rooftop when he sat beside her. He also joined her in stargazing.

" Aren't you supposed to join with your wife and get some rest, Director Montmartre? " his mother asked.

" Gourai just asked me to look after you before we had let you sleep in the other room. "

" I have never realised my future daughter-in-law was very kind and thoughtful, even my grandkids too, " she replied. " Perhaps, they took after the both of you. "

" Well, very much, " Amnon nodded in agreement and smiled. " But of course, they also inherited some traits from you and dad, too. "

" Exactly, " she nodded back and sighed. " Kid, I'm so sorry if I made them too eager and sleepless while we were talking about our stories. "

" Mom! You don't need to apologise! You're all good! Besides, they all liked to hear everything from us, " he chuckled and reasoned. " Infact, they'e all growing up. They do deserve to hear our experiences and point of view aside from me. It's part of life. "

" So, you're building a generation of story tellers after that prolonged Kree-Lizard war? "

" Yeah, pretty much, " Amnon sincerely smiled. " I'm very sure our stories will be spread like fire and be remembered. They  don't matter if they're good or bad, but at least they will learn and live from them. "

Carol heard her son's response and deeply thought as she smiled and glanced at the stars. Then, she calmly broke her silence, " You know what? Hearing your stories along with you,  your wife, Kai, and Skoúro found very interesting to me. I have never heard anything like these back in my home universe. "

" Really? Is that an understatement?! "

" No, you silly boy! " the blonde half Kree woman laughed and gently poked her son's strong shoulders. " Like no one could ever survived like that to be honest. You got bamboozled for several times, but you managed to get back in your feet. "

" Yeah, that's true. Thanks to your older self, Dad, and anyone else, " Amnon sincerely smiled back and nodded at her. " I did what I had to do even it's very painful to remember. "

" And your story is the most important thing for your children, grandchildren and descendants to learn from you. They will even treasure it for sure. "

" I agree with you, Mom, " the pink skinned Kree Eternal said and yawned. " I guess slumber calls me to slow down for now. It's getting late. "

" Remind me, that you have to tell me of your adventures in Australia and elsewhere before you became Mr. Marvel! "

" Right! I will, mom! " he chuckled.

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(Dream Sequence)

The blonde pink Kree ended up walking on a field of reeds where he could see the starry night sky showing the Milky Way galaxy and the coming sunrise. He was at peace after both series of tumultous and happy events in his life. Amnon Montmartre felt contentment, but still he was wondering what would happen next. He kept walking and smelled the fresh air from the serene place, but he accidentally bumped two figures infront of him.

" Sorry...I didn't mean to..."

One figure turned to him his cloak flashing the adjat symbol.

" It's quite alright. Are you lost? " the figure replied.

" No, not at all, " Amnon answered and nervously chuckled at the two. " I'm on a trip actually in a rural New South Wales before my aviation school in Sydney starts. "

" My, my, my! You have grown into a man, my dear Svet. Or should I call you, Amnon-Selah, son of Methu-Selah! " a female talking hippo happily spoke and hugged the young Kree Eternal like a long lost family-friend." You are no longer the sad and confused lizard boy I have met! "

" Taweret?! "

" Yes, I can sense the same pure heart from you! Don't tell me you died for the second time! " Taweret chuckled.

" Well, almost, thanks to my parents and an angelic friend who saved my life! "

" With that, my friend and I have a word with you, " she smiled and turned to the cloaked man. " Shall we? "

The cloaked man turned to Amnon as they walked,  " Tell me young man did you have negative feelings before any of your deaths? "

" I had. Several times. My life began as a physically abused clone of SCP-682. Then, I got escaped from that facility and spent in hiding for several years. My first girlfriend died in the hands of the same invaders. Years later, I worked as a labourer and got molested and beaten by my handlers. I ended up as a manipulated accuser slave of Kasius after the invaders abducted me after my first death. Spent days in therapy and recovery, I got back to my senses. I met my evil aunt in Bulgaria who tried to kill me out of rage and jealousy. Then, after my second death, I started to question who my real father was, " he said.

" My, I'm sorry to hear from you, Amnon. I've read your life from your past and measured your heart through the scales when I first met you. I did not know you have experience another despair and sorrow once again, " Taweret sincerely replied. " Your tragedies and deaths left you some holes in your life. "

" Yeah..." the pink Kree sadly smiled and sighed. " I came into terms with my real father before and after he passed away. My mother just helped me to rebuild my relationship with him. "

" My sincerest condolences to you, child. "

" Thank you, Taweret..."

" Yet, you are still grieving for him, but he had attained his peace through you. I can sense something's glowing within you. "

The area chilled becoming cold enough for everyone to see thier breath as a shadow appeared on the floor near them morphing and pulsing eventually revealing itself to be a handsome man with very evil looking features. The man turned his gaze to the group making them feel like ice.

" Oh, it's just you..."

The cloaked man returned the icy gaze back to the evil man, " Ah what brings you here, Set? "

He asked calmly, " It is not often we see you, Topside..."

" Hello my friends..." the Hippo goddess smiled and saw the man. "  My young friend has come to visit us. "

Set yawned, " Good to see you too. Finally picked a mortal to train? Better late than never i guess." He replied lazily scratching the side of his face in a uninterested manner.

" Hi? " Amnon curiously waved his hand and became obliviously awkward. " My friend Taweret just acquainted me here. Perhaps, I can ask you a couple of questions if you may. "

Set yawned widely, " Why does it speak to me? Why does it bring no offering. Typical mortal thinks information is free..." Set ignored him and turned to the cloaked man, " Have you seen my mortal? He has not checked in even after 2389 years? "

" About this young boy..." Taweret approached to Set and whispered. Amnon waited and curiously watched them while listening.

" Uhhh? My lord and lady, are you still there? " he asked.

Set nodded at her and eyed the young blonde man in a unnerving way, " Ask your questions. I'm going to be busy soon Osiris is not going to murder himself...speak mortal...freely."

" My lord, I came here for your guidance. I have my father's light soul. Do you have an idea how to use it? " the pink Kree politely asked.

Set's eyes showed anger and became reddened. He furiously ranted,  " LIGHT?! You ask me a dark lord how to use light! Do I look like Ra to you?!"

Amnon nervously gulped and stepped back as he got disappointed at the mad dark god's answer. He heavily sighed and whispered at the hippo goddess, " Taweret, I think should go. I'm not welcome here, anymore. "

" Amnon. Worry not, I'm still here, " she whispered back and turned to Set. " No, no, no. This young man needs our help, Set. Perhaps, he seeks guidance. "

Set spat on the ground burning a hole into it and yelled, " I'm trying to kill justice and order not help it. You want charity why not ask my goody two shoes brother Osiris for guidance?! "

Amnon grew more unnerved than ever and looked at Taweret. He sighed again, becoming hopeless to talk to the other god.

" Oh, dear. I'm sorry, Amnon, we got a wrong guardian, " Taweret sadly spoke to her mortal friend.

" I think you should slap me so I can wake up and return to my reality. Talking to him is like getting nowhere, " he nonchalantly replied and shrugged.

A bright light orb floated into the area becoming a king like super hero with a suit bearing an ank, " My ears burn brother...you called? "

Set's eyes narrowed and indignantly muttered," You...!!!"

A wall of skulls formed between the two brothers as a jackal with the body of a man  carrying a cane walked forward, " Is there a party or something? I cannot remember the last time we were all in the same place."

Amnon respectfully bowed at the newcomer as Taweret explained, " I am here to bring my young mortal friend who seeks for your guidance. "

The king like hero eyed Amnon with admiration and cordially spoke, " Ah, a fellow light bearer! Yet, something troubles you young one."

Set opened a portal of darkness. " It seems up your alley brother. Surely, the great Osiris can help even a worthless case like this one." He said condensendingly as he left.

Amnon ignored Set's harsh remark and politely responded to Osiris, " Well, my lord. Several months ago, my father had passed away and inherited his light soul to me. Honestly, I felt overwhelmed from the first time I used it. "

The jackal man approached Amnon and summoned what looked like a golden scale in one hand as his eyes scanned the Kree Eternal's son forming what looked like a human heart in his other hand. On one end of the golden scale, it materialized a single white feather. The diety then placed the human heart on the other end making the scale go crazy. It went back and forth at a fast pace. Amnon curiously watched the scale as he wanted to throw some questions.

The cloaked man looked shocked, " Uh, Anubis. That's uh...not supposed to happen, is it? "

Anubis shook his head and turned to the young pink Kree man with concern, " Yes. Very odd, the scale cannot find balance. Having a internal struggle are we, Amnon-Selah? "

" My lords, I had been..." the young Kree Eternal sadly bowed his head, sighed exasperately, and stressed his words. " A lot..."

" The boy has spoken the truth, " Taweret reminded them. " That's why he came to my attention when I met him after his first death as Svet. "

Osiris smiled sincerely and nodded. He gently patted the young Kree Eternal's shoulders, " Hard to see the sun when hovering clouds surround one's heart, Amnon-Selah. Solve the turmoil in your mind and calm the storm. Your light requires focus, young master. "

" Lord Osiris, can you see what I have been? " the pink Kree asked. " Should I do something now before it's too late? "

Osiris chuckled kindly, " You worry in a unnecessary fashion. You're doing fine. Keep doing it and the answer will reveal itself to you, Son of Methu-Selah. "

" No worries, my lord... I... " the Kree paused and illuminated his both hands for the second time. " What on Hala?! "

" Oh my! " Taweret widened her eyes in shock. " You are indeed glowing..."

" My lord, my lady... I know it's just starting to glow again! I'm not really sure if this is in the full extent! " he exclaimed anxiously.

" It is only a matter of time, " a voice spoke but no one was around. " Things take time.... Even your father needed to hear these words, Amnon-Selah."

" Amnon, you are just beginning your new adventure and chapter of your life, " Taweret sincerely reminded. " It's about time to start venturing, but it will take time until you reach your new potential. "

" Wait... are you implying that my...." he responded and paused.

" Your other self has materialised in your dreams, but he will be there when you need him. "

Descending from the skies, a tall, well built and mysterious masked blue Kree man with short silvery-white hair in a red suit and dark blue trimmings smiled at Amnon. He had a golden yellow star of Hala on his chest. His feet touched the ground and stood beside Osiris. The mysterious blue hero also illuminated his both hands with the same radiant bluish white cosmic energy.

" Is that..."

" He will just watch and wait for you until you're ready, Amnon-Selah, "  Osiris smiled assuringly.

(Hughes Residence, Bondi Junction, Sydney, New South Wales: 25th of August 2070, 8:30 AM)

" Amjoe, you bugger! Wake up! OI!! " a middle aged woman's voice loudly roared at the whole house when Amnon widened his eyes in shock and heard his sister.

The pink skinned Kree Eternal stretched his arms and yawned like a roaring lion. He sat and slowly stood up from his bed as he was cladded in white shirt and blue pajama pants. His disheveled golden locks was seen on him. He looked at the mirror and realised he had grown a slight facial hair around his mouth and chin.

" For Pama's sakes, I haven't shaved ever since I got here in Down Under two weeks ago! "  he anxiously thought and touched his face.

"  Amjoe, enough with the rigmaroll! You have slept for a damn century! Now, get something to eat downstairs, you wanker! "

" Right! Coming, sis! " Amnon echoed and immediately left the room, rushing himself downstairs and going to the kitchen and dining area. He nervously grinned at his older sister, Eumeralla, also known as Ella.  He got his seat and took his share of bacon sandwich and orange juice.

" Morning, sis! How's your..."

" I should have asked you that, Amjoe, " Ella intently grinned and sipped her cup of coffee. " Guess what?! I have good news for you! "

" What is it? " he curiously asked.

" Your Aviation classes and training will start next month! "

" Wait, what?! I thought it was the first week of October, " Amnon reminded and grew baffled. " It's still winter season in your country. "

" Spring starts around late September, " Ella explained. " It would be better off to start early. "

" Right, I have no objections there, " he nodded and chewed his sandwich.

" You'd better make our mum proud. You will be a pilot very soon! "

" I will. I won't let you guys down. "

(RP with BrandonToy using his OCs)

(Note: So, it's four years in the making to write, rewrite, and edit the entire book! So, thanks for reading!

Also this will proceed to the spin-off: Wishing for Misfortunes
https://www.wattpad.com/story/246074109?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=sakuralou2689

3rd installment of the series will be published soon!)