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PTSD and a Thesaurus

The Kyln

Adlers POV

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I am laying on my back, listening to the subtle and loud snoring of prisoners, I watch as Gamora is being carried away by a few other prisoners.

I sit up and try to be as quiet as possible with this stupid leg, it's very loud.

As I put the metal foot down on the cold floor, there is a loud echoing bang at the end of it. An alien turns his head around so swiftly I wonder if he even has a neck.

3 men come chasing after me as I try to run away but they throw a... rock? That's pathetic. I put my arms up to use the thrusters, they then go off but the metal heats up and the blast bounces back onto my wrist and hands, the metal turns a bright reddish orange as I groan.

The 3 men grab my shoulders and bring me and Gamora over to a bathroom as one of the guards told them to bring us there, it'll 'make cleaning the blood easier.'

Once again. Pathetic.

An alien that is bald, like a lot of aliens I've noticed. Put a knife against her throat as 2 more put one against mine.

"Gamora, consider this a death sentence for your crimes against the Galaxy."

One sunk the knife deeper into my throat as I heard a faint voice of Koff, I'm not sure if it's real or just in my head.

"Scream, scream and I kill the girl." I hear a soft but evil voice run through my mind. I feel my burning hands heat up again. The thrusters went off again, tears started to form in my eyes, my hands hurt so much, why aren't these cuffs coming off!

I shut my eyes, I see the face of Koff when I close them, I hear the screams of Lucia.

The knife goes deeper into my skin, just a small amount of blood runs down my neck until another voice booms through the room.

"You dare!"

Everyone goes quiet as I turn my head ever so slightly to see what is going on.

A gray man with patterns on his body walks through the doorway, he is very muscular, and could honestly rip me apart in seconds.

The man continues, "you know who I am, yes?"

"Your drax. The destroyer," Answered a man with a bit of a whimper in his voice.

"You know why they call me this."

"You slayed dozens of Roman's minions."

'Drax' walked up slowly to the man and Gamora, he got a small glance at me as I felt the knife dig a bit deeper into my throat.

"Ronan murdered my wife, Ovette, and my daughter, Camaria."

"He slaughtered them where he stood. And he laughed!"

My neck strains a bit as I speak. "I'm very sorry for yo-" the knife drew more blood from my throat. I heard a small growl.

Rocket?

My eyes look over and see Quill and Rocket by the door, and Rocket and I lock eyes.

Drax stares at me, then looks at some other prisoners that were going to kill Gamora.

"Her life is not yours to take," "He killed my family, I shall kill one of his in return."

The scared bald alien with crooked teeth, that are definitely not as good as Teefs, said in almost a whisper, "of course drax, I-"

He hands Drax the knife, suddenly Gamora twisted one of the inmates arm, stole a knife and brought it up to draxs and Mr. Crooked teeths throats.

I then stand there defenseless and the men that were one behind me are now on the floor. I bring my arm to my neck to stop the blood flow.