Stella Rogers: Reincarnated as Female Captain America

STELLA'S POV—

Placing its head, I declared, "You are going to answer all my questions, understood?"

The head scoffed, "Why should I?"

Is it seriously thinking that he is in any position to argue with me. I don't think it has realised its situation. Right now, it is completely at my mercy.

Suddenly, Donald got out of the car and came near me. He asked, "Are you alright? And what did you place on the—"

"It's the head," I interrupted him.

The head yelled, "I am not the head. I have a name and my name is Kryon."

"What?! You killed it?! Then, how is it still talking? You—"

Interrupting Donald, I said, "Shouldn't you be worried that I killed someone? But you are shocked that I didn't finish it."

"No, that's not I am talking about. Also, weird things are happening with me today. First, you and then, this monster. As for the worried part, it's not like you killed a human so, I don't care whether you kill this monster or not. Although, this monster is still alive in some way. Just don't let it come near me."

Woah, this man fucking weird. I still can't understand this man's mentality. Is this should be the attitude of a doctor? Fuck it! Let's focus on the more pressing matter in my hand.

I asked, "Forget about that, Donald. Just answer this question. You don't know anything about any treasure, now do you?" At that time, I simply just said that he didn't know anything about any treasure, hoping that it wouldn't fight with me. But clearly, the idea didn't work.

"No! Do I look like a liar to you? I don't know have any idea about what treasure it was talking about."

"Hey! If you forgot then, I would like to remind you that I still here," said the head, Kryon.

I looked at Kryon and said, "No, need to remind me. Donald, we will talk later," Donald wanted to protest but one look from me made him quiet, "let's talk Kryon. Like I said before, you are going to answer every question that I am gonna ask you."

It sneered, "And like I said before, why should I answer any of your question?"

Rubbing my head, I smiled, "Yes, you made a fair point. Why should you?" I grabbed its skull, "I will put you inside a jar then, that jar in a big box then, that box in a bigger box, and then, so and so until, you are fully sealed. Finally, I will throw that sealed box, inside which you are there by the way, in the Pacific Ocean. Trust me, no one would be able to find you there. Not your body, not your friends, no one; just you and only you will be alone there, and rotting till eternity," I rubbed my nose, "there I answered your question as for why you should you answer all of my questions. Also, I will get your body I hope I made my point clear to you."

Honestly, I was serious about this. I want answers to my questions. Never in my life, I thought that I would encounter aliens this soon. Although, what the fuck is SHIELD doing? Isn't their job to monitor these creatures from harming normal humans?

Seeing me saying something this serious while smiling, Kryon's resolve cracked. It signed in defeat and grumbled, "Okay. I will answer everything. But will you really get my body back?"

I nodded and asserted, "Yes, I will get your body back, right Donald?" I glared at him, hoping that he would understand what I want him to say.

Donald wheezed out, "Yes."

"See Kryon, he agreed. Now, let's start. First, what's your gender?"

Near me, Donald scoffed in disgust. He whispered, "Seriously?" What's with him now? Shouldn't he be grateful that I saved him? Ignoring him, I focused my gaze on Kryon.

Kryon answered, "Unlike you humans, we don't have any gender identity. You could say we think of ourselves as males, like your planet's males. So, I am a male."

"Where are you from?"

"I am from planet called Ria."

"After getting what you wanted, would you have returned back to your planet?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I have been exiled from my home planet."

"Ok. Tell me about the treasure you want."

"The treasure, we searched for is a weapon of high value." There's no way this weapon that they are searching for, is with this man, Donald.

"What weapon? I mean, what it can do?"

"I don't know but according to the source, it's a very powerful weapon, capable of destroying this whole planet."

"Which source?"

"I don't know."

"What if the source is wrong?"

Kryon glared at me and sneered, "It's a very reliable source, people like you can't even imagine it."

Smirking at his words, I said, "This 'people' that you are about is very naïve, don't you think? Well news flash fucker, one of them just defeated you, and put you in this miserable state."

Suddenly, Donald coughed. Looking at him, I asked, "What happened?"

He asked, "I don't know if you have realised it yet, but we are still outside."

Confused, I asked, "So?"

Suddenly, he yelled, "Mosquitoes are biting me, and I am hungry. So, can we just please go inside and talk?"

"You want me inside? Didn't you say that I—"

He interrupted, "Forget everything, and let's just go inside."

I looked at Kryon and asked, "What about Kryon? Should I take him with me?"

"Yes! Take him, take whoever you want. But be quiet."

Angered by his behaviour, I sauntered towards him. Seeing me angry, Donald tried to make some distance between us, but I grabbed his hand. I warned, "Donald, always keep one fucking thing in your brain. Don't ever try to use this attitude with me again. I am not your fucking slave. I could have just left you to deal with Kryon but, I didn't. So, if you can't be grateful about that then, at least behave with me properly. Understood?"

Donald nodded frantically. I could easily tell that he was terrified. The fact that I hit him with my car, and he helped me in the hospital, were the only two reasons that were restraining me from fixing his attitude.

Releasing his arm, I grabbed Kryon by the back of his head, and followed Donald into the mansion.