Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 78

" If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared. "

- Niccolo Machiavelli

(Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington DC, 10:30 PM)

The pale yellow crescent moon peacefully sat beside the charcoal cirrus clouds and watched the lifeless bodies on the streets going to the most famous structure. The cold breeze strolled around the place with such strong snowfall. The vehicles parked around the place when some men and women in kevlar suits had scattered around and searched for the murderous being.

Karena Lesproux and Allen Stroud joined along with the MTF troopers and the Rebel Forces on the other side of the street. Amnon and his father were headed to the White House which they decided to be separate from the group. They were careful in walking on snow and moving their heads around in case someone or something would cause their attention. Amnon held his pistol which it was loaded with bullets given to him from the Foundation. His father illuminated his hands in bright bluish white radiance. They noticed a fallen and rusty security gate in front of them which it remained for five decades.

" We can easily get inside, let's go..." Methu-Selah lowly spoke.

" Got it, master, " Amnon nodded no furiously, still holding his pistol.

Entering the area, the Kree Eternal looked at his son with concern and secretly read his mind. He noticed there were fear and anxiety lingered in him without expressing it. His son remained focused in taking down the murderous menace in this night operation.

" Son, I know what you're feeling right now, " he calmly spoke. " You told me that I would possibly die from your dream despite of this mission. "

" Master... I don't want that to happen, " Amnon replied. " Isamu is going to help us before we set him free. You can't leave us that instantly. You still have some very important businesses to do before you kick the bucket. Then, you promised me that you will set me free as your servant, because you'll be my stepfather for good. "

" You don't have to tell me twice, my boy, " the Kree Eternal chuckled and used his radiating hands as his flashlight. " I predicted this beforehand. I know it will happen for sure. "

" Can you tell me about your vision on this? "

" I can't spoil you the details. I will let you see it unfolding. "

" Bummer..."

" That's a complete understatement. "

The two reached into the main entrance where the door was ruined. They easily entered the premises and found it too dark. The furnitures and fixtures were damaged which some objects were scattered. Amnon's bracelet began also radiated in white light.

" Spasiba, Isamu, (Thanks, Isamu,)," the pink Kree sighed in relief and smiled.

The Inhuman soul remained inside gem also helped the Kree Eternal's light and broke the envelope of darkness. The father and son roamed around the hallway going to the West Wing. The entire area was present with decaying bodies and skeletons. There were mice chattering and running along. The cobwebs were covering the walls and the ceilings. Amnon remembered the dream he had before which it happened to be a different building in the nation's capital. This time, he started to feel a sense of nostalgia and fear which the vision in his dream would happen.

" Hey, Comrade, did you find it yet? " Isamu's voice echoed from the Kree's bracelet.

" Not yet..." Amnon instantly answered and kept his eyes on the surroundings.