On Earth, a little boy who is destined to be the protector of the galaxy is playing in the snow while his mother, who was carrying a little baby, was sitting in a bungalow. The boy was 14 years old with curly blonde silver-colored hair and had gold-colored eyes and pale white skin. He was wearing a cardigan to protect himself from the cold. His name was Alexander.

Suddenly, a boy with crimson hair and crimson-colored eyes, and slightly yellow skin, came and pushed Alexander and walked away. Alexander fell into the snow and rushed to the boy who pushed him.

"Big brother, Damien," Alexander said.

"Who is your big brother? Leave me the hell alone," Damien replied.

Alexander did not relent and continued holding Damien, but Damien pushed him away and opened his palm, which made fire flicker. Damien blasted a fireball at Alexander. The flame hit Alexander, and he had a slight burn.

"Damian, how dare you touch my son?" Alexander's mother, who was sitting in the balcony and saw all that transpired, came and slapped Damien on his face.

"No, how dare you touch me, you bitch?" Damien replied furiously.

"Damien, I know you are foolish, but what I did not know is that you are no longer foolish, but stupid," Priscilla replied.

"How dare you insult me? I will burn you to ashes," Damien replied rudely.

"Well, you asked for it," Priscilla said, as her body began to glow, and she punched Damien once. The impact of the punch was disastrous.

Some of Damien's teeth fell, and his eyeball looked as if it was coming out of its socket. His face was red and swollen.

"I will report you to my mum; she will eat you for breakfast," Damien said, crying and walking away.

Priscilla stood up her son and then led him into the bungalow.