Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 65

" Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all. "

― Bob Dylan

(FORMER ONE WORLD TRADE CENTER, NEW YORK CITY: 9:00 PM)

The blue skinned tyrant silently stood beside a deceased Kree soldier whose body was covered in a white blanket. Just earlier, he had heard from Dennis the Lizard, the Mobile Task Forces and Rebel Forces in Boston were exchanging strikes to death. One of his lieutenants died in that encounter and ended up in the morgue. Kasius was unhappy of the outcome from that umbrage which his legion had failed.

As the yellow light touched his charcoal hair, his face grew crossed and was not in the mood to talk to anyone, especially his lizard girlfriend Basha who tried to comfort him. He stood silently and heard soft footsteps coming from the hallway. It turned out to be a pale skinned female Inhuman dressed in a long white gown with sleeves. She had a wide dark hat covering her head and a black rose corsage attached on her shoulders. Lady Alcina Dimitrescu held her cigarette stick and puffed some white Nicotine smoke from her mouth. Kasius became annoyed and coughed as he didn't like the puffing from her.

" As I have expected, another poor canon fodder life had ended, " she smoothly taunted and puffed. " Like you have said to your slaves a few months ago, Life is a fragile thing. We must cultivate the beauty and prune back the rest."

Kasius emotionlessly stared at her, ignored her words, and sternly asked, " Are you supposed not to smoke in front of the dead, Alcina? That seems disrespectful in our case. "

" I don't even care about your Kree customs for the dead, Blue Boy. You seemed to be a chip off your old block, following too many of your schemes, " Lady Dimitrescu answered. " You are already a tyrant, Kasius. You have your own set of rules to make your new Kree Empire come true. "

" You may have a point there, old friend, " he said and nodded.

" As your main accuser, I made my own style to execute these pesky slaves and rebels. I drink blood from my victims and offer their remains to Mother Miranda. "

Kasius curiously tilted his head and attentively heard what she had said. He removed his hands from his dark blue coat and crossed his arms.

" So, this is what makes you formidable? "

" Of course, " the pale skinned lady chuckled and smoked again from her cigarette. " I'm used to red human blood, not your blue blood. Mother Miranda will surely take this one as her object of interest. "

" What makes you say that? " Kasius asked, intrigued.

" She takes the mixed carcass of all other races when she finds one. Mother Miranda builds a very interesting weapon out of them. You might consider taking him to her lair instead of feeding into your pets or incinerating them. What do you think? "

The blue skinned tyrant became more interested than ever after hearing the female accuser's suggestion. He curiously raised his eyebrows, began drawing a clear picture in his mind, and slowly understood what she meant. Kasius intently smiled and nodded, becoming interested in her plans as an accuser.

" I know what you mean, Alcina, " he broke his silence. " Definitely, I can imagine how you have been dealing with your victims and those insolents. I still commend you for continuing it. "

" Much appreciated, " Alcina smiled. " Surely, I will hunt down those people you have been looking for. Unlike the one whom you have asked for, that old man went to Paris and failed to take him down. "