The Other Sister (An Avenger's Reader)

The Kyln

We were brought into the Nova Corps and held captive in our holding cells waiting to be transferred to the Kyln prison. I watched and listened as Dey, and Officer Saal, told the Nova Prime Minster who we were and of our crimes. The others couldn't hear, but I could using my magic.

    "Gamora. Surgically modified and trained as a living weapon. The adoptive daughter of the mad titan, Thanos. Recently, Thanos lent her and her sister Nebula out to Ronan, which leads us to believe that Thanos and Ronan are working together."

    "F/N F/L/N or better yet know as Y/n Odindottier. Exiled Princess of Asgard. Also an adoptive daughter of Thanos. She appears to have been off the grid for some months now, popping up here and there but always manages to escape. We do not believe that she is working with Ronan, but she appeared to have been working with her adoptive sister, Gamora. Being Asgardian, she has formidable ability's that make her dangerous."

    "Subject 89P13. Call's itself Rocket. The result of illegal and cybernetic experiments on a lower life form."

    "What the hell?" Saal gasped seeing Groot.

    "They call it Groot. A humanoid plant that's been traveling recently as 89P13's personal houseplant/muscle."

    "Peter Jason Quill, from Terra. Raised from youth by a band of mercenaries called the Ravengers, led by Yondu Udonta."

    "Oh, I'm sorry." Peter fakely apologized as he raised his middle finger to the Nova Corps Officers. Cranking it up like a machine. "I didn't know how this machine worked."

    "What a bunch of A-holes." Saal mentioned and Dey snickered. "Transport all five to the Kyln."

We were each brought onto a ship and forced to go to the Kyln. I had been locked up before being under Thanos' rule and I was easily able to escape either with help from Thanos himself or on my own. But the Kyln was a whole different level of prison. It was made specifically to hold people like me so that we may not be able to escape.

    "I guess most of Nova Corps wanna uphold the laws, but these ones here, they're corrupt and cruel." Rocket explained as we were marched onto the Kyln from the ship. "But, hey, that's not my problem." He laughed. "I ain't gonna be here long. I've escaped 22 prisons. This ones no different. You're lucky the broad showed up because otherwise, me and Groot would be collecting that bounty right now, and you two'd be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravengers."

    "We've had a lot of folks try to kill us over the years. Including each other. We ain't about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon." Peter scoffed.

    "Hold." The prison guard stated and we stopped walking.

Gamora was first, then me, then Rocket, then Peter and then Groot.

    "What's a raccoon?" Rocket wondered out loud.

    "What's a raccoon? It's what you are stupid." Peter scoffed.

    "Hey, be nice." I hissed behind me.

    "Ain't no thing like me, except me." Rocket said pointing to himself with his cuffs.

    "So this Orb has a real shiny blue suitcase, Ark of the Covenant, Maltese Falcon sort of vibe. What is it?" Peter asked.

    "I am Groot." Groot stated. (I was wondering this as well.)

    "So what?" Peter scoffed. "You never told me what went on back there. So the least one of you could tell me is, What is that Orb?" He asked.

I stayed silent, my hands held out in front of me, cuffed like the others but power blockers on me as well.