Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 80

" There will come a time when you believe everything is finished; that will be the beginning. "

- Louis L'Amour

(Former One World Trade Center Building: Manhattan, New York City: 8:00 PM)

" So, Nemesis Inhuman is no longer existent? " Kasius frowned and clasped his hands while sitting on his chair.

" Yes, Boss, " Deadeye Jake nodded no furiously. " The Prince of Hala and his daddy just took him down along with some armed chaps all over the White House's underground. "

The blue skinned tyrant angrily clenched his right fist and crumpled a piece of paper. He was furious of the outcome from this failed mission. His undead servant curiously tilted his head and seemed like he was cracking his bones.

" Boss? What's the matter? " Jake asked.

" Jake, do you understand what is happening? " Kasius sternly responded.

" What do you mean? "

" Our forces are diminishing little by little, " he retorted and threw the crumpled paper into his servant as Deadeye Jake quickly dodged. " Those damn Rebel Forces and troopers from the Foundation have grown stronger than our own! "

" Oh, bloody hell..." Jake anxiously muttered. " We don't have an accuser now, I take it? "

" I need to do some drastic measures..." the Kree tyrant replied. " Perhaps, my brother Faulnak could take over that role or maybe Sinara. I should ask Dennis or Basha for more manpower. "

" How about me, boss? "

Kasius cocked his eyebrows, intently looked at Jake from head to toe, and scoffed, " With your condition, I don't think you're suitable for that position. "

" Oh, come on. At least, I could give it a try! "

" I agree with him..." a low female voice echoed.

Kasius and Jake turned their attention to the green haired elderly Remnite-Russian widow, wearing a thick animal fur coat and holding a cigarette. Just beside her, a pale Inhuman with dark indigo hair and charcoal markings silently stood and grimly stared at the two.

" Solaris, I didn't expect you to come, " the blue tyrant politely greeted her.

" Long time, no chats, Kasius, " Solaris smiled in reply. " My work in Russia along with Darkvile and your legion is still on going. We have captured more slaves for you, yet those despicable forces have been bantering us for a year. "

" Care to explain? "

Solaris puffed and interjected using her left hand, " You were too busy talking and dealing with your previous accuser, Alcina. I had understood she's more effective than your futile Kree-SCP 682 labour slave. I have followed your plans and works in St. Petersburg."

" You managed that slave den from there? "

" Of course, " she smirked and pointed at Darkvile. " My Inhuman servant is now my accuser and kills those who resist and disobey including those futile forces. We have been doing that for a year. "

Kasius widened his evil smile as he liked what he heard from his associate. Deadeye Jake remained listening and became interested at the conversation. Darkvile was non-speaking and still standing at the corner.

" I am glad that you became successful on your work, " the Kree tyrant replied.

" Kasius, I think you need to strengthen your forces, " Solaris suggested. " You have technology. When I came here, I noticed that your slaves busied themselves in creating cyborg parts. Why not apply them for your slaves and make them your weapon as your future accuser? "