Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK II)

Chapter 93

'' If thou didst ever thy dear father love . . . revenge his foul and most unnatural murder..."

- William Shakespeare's Hamlet: Act 1, Scene 5

(Streets of Manhattan, New York City: 1:19 PM)

A transport ship arrived with a small squad of Buck, Alpha and three more ARC Troopers as every MTF unit immediately saluted to them in response. The other members of the Rebel Forces arrived at the premises.

" Guess, this is already growing by the minute, " Buck said.

" You said it sir, not me, " Alpha replied.

Amnon quickly approached them as the others were surprised to see him. He was also armed like anyone else which his disposition became more serious than he was before.

" It's Agent Montmartre, " the ARC Trooper recognized the pink Kree holding a pistol and checking his load of bullets. " What's with him? "

" Something happened sometime ago. I don't know why. "

" Few of our troopers have perished, " Amnon sternly replied. " We need to defeat these undesirables at once. We don't need to waste much time chattering around. "

" Montmartre, what on Earth?! " Buck muttered in shock.

" Like I said, we don't need to waste much time! "

" Slow down, Montmartre. Please. You're acting really strange. Did something happen? "

" Acting strange?! So what, Henderson?! Are you bamboozling me again just like you did in Paris before?! My father has already passed away for Hala's Sakes! Are you happy now?! " Amnon furiously retorted. Buck, Alpha, and the others exchanged glances and felt sorry for the armed pink Kree. He heavily sighed and stressedly remarked, " You know, what? This is hopeless. I'm not going to waste my time talking to you. I'd better go. I need to settle my late father's unfinished business with Kasius and end this. "

" Montmartre...slow down...please, " Buck pleaded and empathised, blocking his path. " Look, I can't blame you why you feel this way, but I'm sorry for what happened before and we're sorry for your loss. We know your father has played an important role in the latter parts of your life. It's just we want to know what happened earlier, so we know how to help you."

Amnon became hesitant to respond, looked at the skies, heavily huffed, and silently wept. He instantly rubbed his eyes with his dark leather jacket's sleeves.

" Sir, I guess we should let him mourn for a while and do what he needs to do, " Alpha looked at Buck and said.

" That's why we're here, so we can aid him, " he replied and turned to the pink Kree. " You need to slow down, Amnon. We'll just let you grieve and..."

" And you're going to hinder and kill me? Then, that's it?! " Amnon angrily responded and flashed his eyes in bluish-white radiance with tears dropping on his face.

" No...no...no...we're here to help, " Buck answered, avoiding to look at him. " If your father were here with us, he would have told you to calm down and talk it over before getting to Kasius. Please tell us what happened. "

The flashing on his eyes ceased as Amnon instantly wiped his teary yes and took deep breaths to pacify himself. Then, he emotionlessly replied, " My father had passed when he tried to save Mist. I can't waste much time and I need to do this for them. "

" Mist? Who was she? " Buck curiously asked.

" The shadow lady who was killed in the encounter. "

The other elderly blue Kree Galenn-Konn heard the discussion and sadly sighed, " May they rest in peace. "