Young Cyclops/Scott Summers: So what's bothering you?
Ms Marvel/Kamala Khan: You can tell?
Cyclops: Reading people is a valuable learned skill when you work with telepaths. They're inscrutable. So?
Ms Marvel: So. I'm an Inhuman, and you're a mutant.
Ms Marvel: And everyone says that we're supposed to be at each other's throats, but that feels crazy.
Cyclops: I like you. You like me?
Ms Marvel: I do.
Cyclops: Then we're good.
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“There’s a lot of heroes who didn’t do Doc Banner the favor of going to his funeral.”
Amadeus says this quiet and soft. It’s not an accusation, though Kamala thinks it has the shape of one, maybe. He wasn’t there either - it was too hot, too painful, and in the end, he didn’t think he ought to have been there.
But it hurts, thinking of Doc Banner as a hero that the entire world hated. He’d told her, once, that countless aliens around the galaxy thought Hulk of as a hero; just that. Not a monster, but his adventures took him their way, he saved them, and he was gone again. The color green meant courage to the people around the universe.
It was just that on his homeworld, he died an outcast, betrayed by people who said they were his friends, and his funeral had been crashed by people ranting about how he deserved to go to hell.
“I was there, you know?” She replies. “When he... when Doctor Banner...”
Amadeus knows: when the arrow when through his head.
The world didn’t mourn Doctor Banner’s death. The world didn’t care. It went on, or actively cheered his murder.
Kamala didn’t know him; not well, not at all. But he was a hero to her anyway, and she thought that there should have been... something, some kind of respect, some tiny amount of pity for a man she knew damn well had been broken so hard by his life that becoming a monster had been less painful than suffering as he was.
“I guess I... didn’t think I should have been there,” she said. “I never even talked to him. I didn’t think I should have been there.”
“I think he would have liked you; would like you.”
Kamala makes a soft noise.
Sometimes she wonders; what would life have been like, if she’d met Banner first, if he had tried to teach her something about being a hero.
Could she have helped him? Saved him from himself, or the horror that was his life? A hero, she thinks, ought to save everyone they can, especially the ones that nobody else thinks deserves any help at all.
Intellectually, she knows that there probably wouldn’t be anything she could have done.
But emotionally? She was a hero. Someone died when she was there.
She supposes the guilt is a good sign. Heroes shouldn’t feel... neutral when someone dies.
It bothers her that even the other heroes didn’t seem to care that much when Doctor Banner died.
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Have you ever read x-men comics? i think you'd like magneto a lot! Also I really like your blog
i've watched some of the movies, if that counts, and i do like magneto. he's one of my favorite marvel characters.
as for marvel comics, i've read some issues of scarlet witch, young avengers, and ms marvel (kamala khan version), but that's it. i've actually been meaning to read more, especially the x-men comics. thanks for reminding me!
and im glad you like my blog 😊
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