Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 26

" But one of the worst results of being a slave and being forced to do things is that when there is no one to force you any more you find you have almost lost the power of forcing yourself. "

- C.S. Lewis

(FOUR MONTHS LATER: FORMER WORLD TRADE CENTER, MANHATTAN, NYC, 3:00 PM)

Within the area of the slave den, the Inhuman fighters were preparing and training for the tournament match. Their trainers and slave den handlers were responsible for helping the tourney slaves to get in shape and focus to win. Waiting around for any orders from Kasius, Amnon-Selah was guarding the area. A lizard guard approached him to have a word.

" Hybrid! " he loudly called him as Amnon turned his attention to the guard. " You might consider joining the tourney, just to please the overlord. "

" What does he want? " the Kree-Lizard indignantly asked. " I'm assigned to be an accuser, not a tourney slave. "

" After all you have done your best for him, why not consider this offer and make it happen? Who knows you will have a chance to redeem yourself for the Overlord. "

The sane Amnon-Selah watched and listened at the conversation as he was still stuck inside the mental prison. He was angrily glaring at the reptilian and thinking about the Telekill metal that helped him returned his sanity for a while, but Kasius had brought him back to his brainwashed self after he failed to take down the MTF and the slaves several days ago.

" You guys sell those slaves to the highest bidder, " he angrily spoke. " I knew that before you guys took me to Paris! "

" Now, what do you think about that, Hybrid? " the lizard gave him a suggestive look. " Will you take the opportunity to do this? "

" For Pama's sanity, Just say, No! " the sane Amnon cried.

" Yes..." his brainwashed self answered when his normal self heavily sighed and facepalmed.

" Good, just be ready for your first try, tonight! "

The sane Amnon moaned and ranted when he was still getting more frustrated from his condition. His controlled body was not on his own. He was trying to find a way to get his senses back. From the outside environment, the lizard guard brought him to the slave tourney area where the contenders were preparing and exercising for their next match. The Kree-Lizard hybrid prepared himself for the fight. Just then, he spent sparing and doing some drills along with his training partner.

The other slaves and the guards were murmuring and exchanging glances because they got intrigued in what they were seeing. They never expected to watch a training match between the hybrid and his handler.

" Did you see that? " the dark-skinned Inhuman asked. " I thought this guy is just a weakling who punishes him. "

" Well, that's the effect of being manipulated by the Overlord. He's not in his normal self right now, " the Latina slave replied and crossed her arms. " Let's see if he gets the highest bidders. "

" I doubt it, he might end up being with Kasius. "

Hours later, the tournament was about to start. Kasius, the other guests, and bidders had come to witness the tournament fight when they took their seats. The event had started when the referee summoned the Kree-Lizard hybrid from the other side of the arena. Amnon-Selah was holding his accuser hammer and feeling determined enough to face his opponent.

On the left side of the arena, a pale female Grimm-Mutant hybrid dressed in red sleeveless battlesuit and evilly grinned at her opponent. She has long wavy grey hair with scarlet irises on both eyes. Her sharp fingernails on her both hands could slay and puncture any opponents who dared to touch her. She was called Hitoke by the referee when the woman walked over to her opponent.