The Girl the World Forgot: But the Galaxy Found

Chapter 14: Ultimate Dance-Off

I blinked my eyes open, blearily blinking at the far too bright sky that seemed much too cheery for the situation at hand. As I blinked up at the blue I decided that I must be dead, or at least, this must be what dying felt like. For once I wished I could remember dying the first time so I could have something to compare this feeling too. Nothing really hurt particularly, well that's a lie everything hurt, but it all seemed to numb together to the point that I couldn't feel much. It was like my pain sensors had overloaded and could simply not register anymore.

I was a little disappointed when I realized that I could not think of a way to blame Quill for this mess, but you better believe I tried. Instead, I settled on blaming the raging blue psychopath that brought on all this madness.

Either way, I was having the strangest feeling of déjà vu as I woke up. Except for a few crucial things, like the too bright sky and the soundtrack that took me a moment to realize I was not imagining. Last time I woke up I know I didn't hear the Five Starships band playing.

Curiosity got the best of me and I forced my limp limbs to move shifting around until I managed to lift myself up on my elbows looking around the area. It would appear that everyone made it, all of us lying on a pile of splintered wood. And that was when I realized we were one giant tree short.

Tears made my vision blurry and I reached one hand up to stubbornly whip them away, purposefully avoiding looking at Rocket who was kneeling on the ground clutching something in his hand.

Covering up my sadness with annoyance I groaned shaking my head agitated, "The Starships are so not helping here."

I sat up more now sitting with my knees pulled up a bit as I looked around. I glanced back then when I heard some gasping. My eyes widened before I muttered bitterly just loud enough that those around me could hear, "What the hell? Does Nova not understand how evacuations work?!"

The giant gathering of people standing around us at the destruction caused by the crash seemed too stunned to really pay attention to anything I had to say. I shook my head going up onto my knees. I looked back again when suddenly a commotion sounded, I followed the civilian's gazes back towards the remnants of the ship.

Oh for the love of-! Did this big blue bastard not understand that he was supposed to be dead? I found myself growling wordlessly as I glared with pure hate in my eyes towards the monster.

"You killed Groot!" Rocket suddenly roared. My eyes widened in panic as the raccoon let out an enraged yell and charged at Ronan.

"Rocket!" I called in warning helplessly trying to stop the raccoon but deep down knowing that it did nothing.

Ronan didn't seem surprised or concerned at the smaller furry figure raced at him, he didn't even give Rocket a second glance as he took only a moment to blast Rocket out of the way. I winced when I heard the sound of Rocket hitting a remnant of the ship.

"Behold!" Ronan shouted suddenly to the crowd as I forced myself up onto one knee, "Your guardians of the galaxy! What fruit have the wrought?"

"Guardians of the what now?" I groaned momentarily distracted as I looked over at Gamora who kept her own eyes locked on the menacing figure of Ronan.

"Only that my father and his father shall finally know vengeance!" Ronan continued to shout at the crowd a mad look in his oddly glowing eyes. From my vantage point a little higher I spotted Rocket, but almost immediately after I saw him I looked away focusing on Ronan. He looked around holding up his arms, "People of Xandar, the time has come to rejoice and renounce your paltry gods! Your salvations is at hand!"

I watched with growing panic as the mad man lifted his hammer up over his head shouting something in his native language that my translator couldn't understand. For one terrifying moment, I thought it was over... but Quill had other plans.