Captain Marvel: My Mother (BOOK I)

Chapter 62

" Most mothers are instinctive philosophers."

—Harriet Beecher Stowe

(Paris, France, 3:00 PM)

The mother and son had arrived at the City of Lights where they had landed at the Louvre Museum. The two saw the glass pyramid at the center of the place. It was remained untouched by the invaders as they noticed and began walking and exploring the tourist destination. Entering the place, they noticed some paintings, installation, and sculptures done in the past. The boy was astonished to see the works of the artists which he had never seen it before. He was fond of seeing some interesting and unique works of art which he kept praising and analyzing every artwork he witnessed.

Just going further, he looked intently at the famous Leonardo da Vinci painting and amazed to see the woman in the portrait. Carol smiled at her son and gently patted his shoulders.

" Never seen that before, Kid? " she asked.

" Yes, " he nodded. " Is this a painting of a human lady? "

" Yep, the people called it, the Mona Lisa. " his mother replied and explained. " Many centuries ago, the painter Leonardo da Vinci made this portrait. "

" Interesting. "

" Okay, Kid. Let's move on. "

Carol served as a tour guide to her son as she kept explaining further about the objects being displayed. Despite of being a former US Air Force pilot and an Avenger, she also appreciated art in her younger years and had knowledge in some of them. Suddenly, they spotted a familiar exhibit which they both amazed to see it. They were photographs, portraits, and sculptures of the heroes who existed before the Kree-Lizard invasion. The hybrid smiled and saw his mother's displays on the corner when Carol blushed harder and smiled back.

Then, they saw a wax statue of Steve Rogers or Captain America standing inside the glass pedestal. There was description of the hero and the artwork in French and English which the boy intently read it and felt amazed. For the first time, he saw just a lifeless model of his favorite hero which he just heard from the MTF and read from the magazines.

" So, you really wanted to meet him, Kid. Too bad you never have a chance to do it, " Carol said.


" A friend told me he was a great soldier. I wish I could be like him, " the lizard boy answered.

" Actually from your stories, you're almost doing the same thing as he did, " she continued and gently rubbed her son's back. " You may be a hero in progress, but you still have to learn and train further. "

" You mean it takes time to be like him? "

" Yeah, but in your heart, you're getting there very soon. "

" Maybe, I will, " he sincerely smiled while looking at the statue.

" Okay, Kid, " she called his attention. " We still need to go more sightseeing around Paris. "

" Right. "