Patchwork

"Vers, welcome to basic training." Yon-Rogg announced as they entered a large camp site on the other side of Hala from where she had originally awoken. There were people of all different species running about, it felt familiar.

"You will spend how ever long it takes here to get you into shape. It will be the most difficult thing you've ever done."

"Like I would remember if it was." Vers grumbled and Yon-Rogg gave her a pointed look.

"As I was saying, it's going to be extremely challenging. You will not only train your body but your mind as well. You will need to be able to identify a Skrull even if they are disguised as well as be able to kill it." Vers tried to hide her cringe at the thought of killing, but Yon-Rogg caught it.

"You have been chosen by the Supreme Intelligence to join Starforce. It has given you your powers for this reason, to make you the best. If you do not learn to control yourself, both physically and mentally, your powers will burn you from the inside out."

"But why me? Why not someone who is already trained and not some amnesiac?" Vers could feel her fists start to heat up before the monitor in her neck kicked in absorbing the energy.

"The power requires a blank slate. Someone who is strong enough to wield them and also able to learn and adapt to them. An adult with no memories is the perfect candidate, their bodies are fully formed and strong and their minds can easily adapt to the changes that the power brings." Yon-Rogg's words sounded to rehearsed, to scripted, to Vers, but she dismissed it as just something that he knew and she didn't.

There were a lot of things in the category, like how to work the food machines in the cafeteria or how not to offend a Korlaian (Don't mention their tusks to them).

"So, depending on how well you train determines how long you will be here. Most people spend three to five years here."

"Years!?" Vers exclaimed, drawing attention from a few people passing by. Yon-Rogg just smirked at her, and Vers had the itch to punch it right off of him.

"Don't worry about it, you're going to miss it when it's over. It's hard and grueling, but you get used to it. You will have several teachers here. Hoardak is the weapons master, he will teach you to use every type of weapon. Po-Jo is the technology supervisor and will teach you how to use the gear you will use in the field. Polis is the physical training instructor, and I am your hand to hand combat teacher. You will grouped up with a squdron of other trainees who will learn and train with you at every step. Any questions?"

"Yeah, wheres the bathroom?"

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"Come on, get your lazy ass out of bed Danvers!" Maria yelled just before ripping the covers off a semi asleep Carol, who groaned loudly at the loss of her blanket and buried her head under her pillow. Carol was awake enough to be thankful that she was sober enough last night to have changed into a tank top and boy shorts before crashing into her bed last night.

"No, nope, no way. This was your idea, you're getting out of bed or were taking my car and not your beat up old Mustang." Carol slowly pulled her head out from under her pillow to glare at the woman who had barged into her room at this ungodly hour.

"You wanna take that POS Camero of yours on a road trip? It won't even make it to state lines, let alone out of the parking lot."

"Big words coming from someone who's still in their underwear." Maria said as she looked up and down the length of Carol's body. Carol's response was to throw her pillow at the woman, if only to hide the intense blush that was forming on her cheeks.

Carol already knew that she had a massive crush on the woman and the blatant and innocent flirting was not helping her situation. She's know ever since Rebecca Hanson in high school that she was as far from straight as she could get, but Maria, Maria had a new boy toy every week. Carol also knew that this road trip was a great and terrible idea. She loved spending time with Maria, but she knew that if she kept it up at this rate she would fall too hard and that there would be no getting back up from it.

"You're the one who broke into my appartment at," Carol glanced at her alarm clock, "five A.M! Are you kidding me Rambeau the sun's not even out yet."

"You're the one who gave me a key,"

"For emergencies!"

"and the one who wanted to get an early start and beat the traffic." Maria said as she threw the pillow back.

"Now, get dressed or I'm dragging your ass to my Camero and shoving you in the trunk." Maria paused then snickered, "Then I'd have some real junk in my trunk."

"Oh my god." Carol groaned at the terrible joke as she fell back on to her bed, hiding the smirk she had on her face that she would never admit was ever there. Maria laughed at her antics as she walked out and Carol tried and failed to not watch her as she did.

'God, I am so screwed ' Carol thought to herself as she got changed.

Carol might have been slightly hung over has she made her way out to her small appartment's even smaller kitchen, but that quickly changed at the sight of Maria in her kitchen. Maria was just putting on omelet onto a plate when Carol paused at the threshold.

"God, I love you." Carol said the words just falling out and immediately froze once she realized what she had just said.

"Of course you do I made coffee and breakfast." Maria said taking her comment in stride.

This was going to be one hell of a road trip.

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Flying had always been one of her favorite things, the speed, the freedom, the exhilaration. Flying in space just multiplied those feelings. She has seen so many wondrous things since gaining her powers and so many horrific things. She has seen the birth of stars and galaxies, and their demise as well. She has seen the first foot steps of life on far off worlds and she has seen the last. She has journeyed so far but she knew it was time to go home. Her journey through the universe was not over, but her search for home was.

She broke through the atmosphere of the small and lush moon that she had hidden Talos and the other Skrulls on and paused looking back at the moon. It was covered in forests and the landscape was dotted with oceans and the occasional desert, it was a beautiful planet, so full of life. She was still worried about leaving them for so long, but she knew it was good for both of them. They needed to learn to survive without her and she needed to go back to her family.

She turned away for the moon and took off towards the nearest jump point that would take her to C-, no Earth, her home.

She had gone through jump points when she was part of Starforce in space crafts but going through them alone without any form of shielding was an experience in itself. Her body was significantly stronger, not in just muscle but her skin was stronger and her bones didn't break. She knew her bones used to be able to, she had the scar on her arm to prove it.

She could feel the tunnel that the jump point opened pulling at her skin and mind. Colors were rushing by blurring into one another, she could vaguely make out stars as she raced by. She could feel the energy in her veins increasing very second she got closer to home.

Then it all stopped.

She looked out into the space in front of her and saw the Earth slowly spinning the Sun glowing just behind it giving it an ethereal glow and she knew she was home.