Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 53

" Kinship among nations is not determined in such measurements as proximity of size and age. Rather we should turn to those inner things - call them what you will - I mean those intangibles that are the real treasures free men possess. "

- Dwight D. Eisenhower

" Who the hell are you?! " the elderly half-Kree woman indignantly glared and asked at the pale skinned woman.

" My, you haven't known or heard about me..." the woman softly chuckled and evilly grinned. " My name's Alcina Dimitrescu. Lady of this manor, the New Accuser of Kasius, and slaughteress of vile and disgusting slaves of different races. "

" You're the new Kree Accuser?! " Amnon raised his voice and loudly laughed as he found her very ridiculous. " Really?! How come I have never heard of you?! Tell me, how did the tyrant recruit you after that Kree-682 hybrid had gone?! Oh, perhaps, you're so desperate in waiting for his demise, aren't you? Then, you're really happy to hear of his fate. You know what, you should take his hammer and start making more skirmish than he did! Definitely, you're nothing but a power hungry witch and a gold digger! "

" Nice one, Kid, " Carol thought and turned to her son. " Keep roasting her! "

" Oh, one more thing..." the pink Kree man snapped his fingers and gave her a snarky smile, laughing. " Please don't tell me, you're once an experimented slave who flirted and seduced Kasius to take your position as the new Kree Accuser! How convenient for you to do that! "

" Hey, Bud, tell her what we have done too! " Allen added.

" Finally, we killed your trusted slaves for good. How's that sound, my dear lady?! "

Lady Dimistrecu's smile slowly turned into a grimace when she heard Amnon's taunts and hardy laughter. She was unamused and angrily gritting her teeth. His harsh and nasty remarks on her were true. The female accuser instantly removed her gloves and unleashed her longest and sharpest nails that could brutally trap and impale a victim. Carol looked at her son with concern as she was worried for him. Karena and Allen prepared themselves to aim their weapons. Amnon nervously gulped and dryly chuckled. The tall lady accuser indignantly glared at his emerald irises in his eyes, sharpening her deadly long nails.

" Your eyes reminded me of someone else familiar, " she darkly broke her silence.

" Oh, really? Tell me, who? " Amnon asked and pretended to be oblivious. " I don't know who you are talking about? "

" I have seen that stupid hybrid accuser back in Switzerland. Your eyes reminded me of him, " Lady Dimitrescu answered and pointed her index finger, pinning down the Kree man. " You must be him...Now, in a new body. You allow anyone else to exterminate my daughters. You shall pay and experience what you truly deserve. "

Amnon was sweating in fear as he got cornered by a nine feet tall woman. She was engaged to take him down. Carol saw her son being threatened and illuminated her both hands. Her light soul became more tenacious than ever. She would never allow him to get hurt once more. She instantly blasted the accuser and sent her pushing, flying, and crashing into the wall. Lady Dimitrescu was still unaffected and managed to stand up. The elderly half-Kree woman took her son's right hand and helped him to rise up. Allen and Karena shared their glances and readied to shoot the new Kree accuser.

The series of bullets were aiming at Lady Dimitrescu, but she instantly slashing them. Karena took her rifle, targeting at the attacker's chest and pulling the trigger. The bullets ricocheted at her, however she kept evading and slashing them, making the French woman miss the targets. Amnon held his pistol and aimed at the new Kree accuser's head. Lady Dimitrescu instantly slashed the weapons into halves from her detractors. A hint of disappointment and fear had lingered at the group. Allen angrily crossed his eyebrows and frowned when he threw a grenade on her.