By joshmightbe 23 Comments
(This is the first chapter for my part of the Marvel Re-Genesis group started by @avenging_x_bolt )
A Kree ship enters the Sol system. Two blue skinned Kree look out an observation bay. One called Colonel Yon-Rogg looks back, "We are wasting time."
The "pink" skinned Captain Mar-Vell shrugs, "Routine threat assessment. Has to be done and since we're the closest, Command ordered us to do it."
Yon-Rogg gave a condescending sneer and began to speak but was cut off by the Kree known as Ronan, "Who is the assigned Captain of this ship?"
Yon-Rogg looked nervous, "Mar-Vell, sir."
Ronan nodded, "And what is the punishment for disobeying the orders of an assigned captain or asking for him to be derelict in his duty?"
Ronan stared down on Yon-Rogg fully expecting an answer. The smaller Kree shook a bit as he spoke, "Execution, sir."
Mar-Vell stifled a chuckle as the Colonel made his way off the bridge. Ronan stared hard as the came upon the third planet from this systems sun, "I often wonder why the Supreme Intelligence bothers to worry about this little water ball."
The Captain stepped over, "My guess would be they're mostly worried about Attilan, tho I couldn't say if it even exists anymore. We haven't seen a trace of it in over a thousand cycles."
Ronan began to speak but the ship rocked violently as something slammed into it. Vell hit his comm, "What was that?"
A voice came over the comm, "We were struck by a small craft, damage is minimal."
Vell nodded, "Was it an attack?"
"Unknown, sir. Signs point to accidental encounter and the craft seems to be completely disabled."
Vell looked to Ronan, "Pardon me, sir."
He then headed off the bridge, "Bring it in, we'll bring it back as part of our assessment."
Mar-Vell entered the bay as a soldier approached, "There's a pilot on board, seems to be unconscious."
They pulled the pilot out. Vell looked her over and moved to take off her helmet, "Get me a breather, they have an oxygen heavy atmosphere."
He attached the breather over her mouth and nose and set it to compensate, "Take her to the med bay and let me know she wakes up."
The soldier looked over, "How do you know its a she?"
"Files say most Terrans are aesthetically similar to Kree. Looks like a female to me."
In the Med bay a blue skinned Kree doctor looks her over and notices her dog tags as he picks up a translation devise. He holds it over the tags as he scrolls through options, "Hey Kor, you know what this language is called?"
Kor was looking at a monitor, "According to the files...." He squinted a bit as he looked, "I think it says Angleesh"
The doctor furrowed his brow, "There's one called English listed as a common Earth language."
Kor shrugged, "Worth a shot."
He looks over the translator, "Captain Carol Danvers, U.S.A.F., whatever that means. Sounds military."
Carol began to regain consciousness as the two doctors spoke in a language she couldn't understand. She tried to sit up, but was restrained. She began to thrash around as the doctors noticed, "Call the captain."
Kor held her arm still as he injected her with something. She yelled at him, "What the hell did you give me?!"
He gave a wary look, "Translator microbes, calm down."
She was still unnerved but she hid her fear well, "Where am I?"
A voice came in from behind, "This is a Kree star cruiser. Your craft collided with ours."
She looked over to see Mar-Vell, "Are you human?"
He shook his head, "No I am Kree, just a different paint job."
He then introduced himself, "I'm Captain Mar-Vell."
She gave him an odd look, "Captain Marvel? Sounds like a comic book character."
"No, its Mar-Vell. And you are?"
"Captain Carol Danvers, United States Air Force. Why am I here?"
He sighed a bit, "We were doing a routine threat assessment when your craft collided with ours. Unfortunately our protocols dictate that we needed to assess whether your craft was a weapon and if so if it presents a danger."
She sat up as he unshackled her, "Its a prototype high speed vehicle for space flight. We were hoping to shorten the trip to other planets by a few years."
He looked incredulous, "Years?"
Kor chuckled, "Well now we know they can't chase us."
Mar-Vell gave a glare, "Her people aren't a space fairing race yet. You have to learn to crawl before you walk."
Carol cleared her throat, "Am I gonna get a ride home?"
Vell sighed, "Well, there's an issue with that. We're on a bit of a tight schedule. We have to get back to Kree-Lar and drop some people off but at most we're two days from the nearest Star-Gate that will take us right there. After that I'll take you back as soon as I get clearance."
Carol looked annoyed but had been in the military long enough to recognize when someone's hands are tied by red tape. Suddenly she looked down with a shock, "Am I naked?"
Kor nodded, "Wondered when she was gonna notice that."
Later Carol stood in the observation bay in awe of the stars rushing past as bored Kree wandered by. Mar-Vell stepped up next to her, "I remember that feeling, first time I was on a ship going beyond light speed I thought it was the most amazing thing in the universe. Tho you're lucky you were unconscious for the first couple days. My first time I thought my stomach would abandon ship."
She chuckled a bit, "Its odd, scientists on my world are still debating if its even possible to travel at the speed of light while your people are casually breaking it."
Vell shrugged, "We started with sticks and stone, same as you."
"These translator microbes are fantastic."
"A Spartoi scientist came up with them quite a while ago, they pretty much revolutionized interstellar commerce and diplomacy."
She was startled as Ronan stepped behind Vell. He towered over him. Vell turned as Ronan spoke, "Is it wise to allow this..Human, is it, To wander the ship?"
Vell nodded, "She's restricted to public areas only, and I doubt she'd be able to cause trouble. Her people take a week to get to their own moon, how much trouble can they be?"
Ronan glared down at Carol as he walked by. As a door closed behind him she looked back to Vell, "Who's that charming fella?"
"That is Ronan the Accuser, actually Supreme Accuser is his technical title. He's one of the highest ranking officers in the whole empire."
She was about to ask something but again the ship rocked. An alert rang out and Vell hit his comm, "What happened?"
Carol over heard the answer from an angry Kree, "A damned Skrull ship. It came out of nowhere and opened fire."
Carol started to say something but Vell ordered a soldier to take her to guest quarters.
Vell entered the bridge as Ronan was barking orders. Vell told him, "I have pilots heading to the fighters. What's the situation?"
Ronan looked down, "It's Commander Kl'rt."
Vell nodded, "Any chance, this is just a coincidence and they aren't trying to take you out?"
Ronan gave a blank stare as Vell sighed, "Didn't think so."
A soldier spoke up, "They're hailing."
Ronan nodded, "Let's hear it."
"The comm system rang out with Kl'rt's voice, "This is Kl'rt of the Skrull empire, surrender the accuser and you won't be killed."
Vell grinned a bit, "Does he really think we'd believe that?"
(To be continued)