Sovereign

1.3

Rocket Raccoon's POV

"I guess most of Nova Corps wanna uphold the laws, but these ones here, they're corrupt and cruel. Be thankful that they refused to send the Golden Chick here. But, hey, that's not my problem. I ain't gonna be here long. I've escaped twenty-two prisons. This one is no different. You're lucky the broad showed up because otherwise, me and Groot would be collecting that bounty right now," I rambled as we walked through Kyln, "And you'd be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravagers."

I heard Quill behind me, "I've had a lot of folks try to kill me over the years. Nefertiti was usually here to help out and get me out of trouble. I ain't about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon." I looked confused, "What's a raccoon?"

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Nefertiti's POV

I sighed as I sat in the living quarters of the Milano drinking some tea. I smiled as I saw a tracker light up, signaling that Peter escaped the prison. I started up the Milano and flew out to the Kyln, seeing as I was right around the metaphorical corner, opening the doors, and connecting the protective barrier, "Where the hell is Peter?" Gamora stepped on and scoffed, "He didn't share that information." 

Everyone stepped on and I got in the pilot's chair, waiting for Peter to get on as Rocket got in the co-pilot's chair and Gamora stood behind me. Rocket groaned, "I ain't waiting on a humie with a death wish. Let's go." I glared at him, "No."

Rocket ignored me and looked at Gamora, "You got the Orb, right?" Gamora checked her bag and panicked, "What?" I grinned, "Peter thought it through. I'm impressed." Rocket became annoyed, "If we don't leave now, we will be blown to bits." Gamora snapped, "No! We are not leaving without the Orb." 

The man who introduced himself to me as Drax, looked out the window of the Milano, "Behold." I started the Milano's controls and started flying away from the prison, letting them help Peter in the ship. Peter walked up to the pilot's chair and hugged me tightly, "Thank you, sis." I smiled, "You're welcome. I'll fly, make a plan with the others for the Orb." Peter kissed my head and walked down to the lower room.

I heard yelling back and forth and I gritted my teeth, "I wonder if my species are big assholes like these people." Rocket came up and chuckled, "I heard that the Sovereign were really bigger assholes than us. Snotty and full of pride. Oh, look, we're inbound." Rocket called down to Peter and I groaned, "Knowhere? Seriously?" Gamora nodded, "The severed head of an ancient celestial being. Be wary heading in, Nefertiti, there are no regulations here whatsoever."

I landed the Milano and looked around, "I don't see any people like me here." Gamora sighed, "The Sovereign doesn't like to mix races. Hundreds of years ago, the Tivan Group sent workers in to mine the organic matter within the skull. Bone, brain tissue, spinal fluid. All rare resources, highly valued in black markets across the galaxy. It's dangerous and illegal work, suitable only for outlaws. Which is why I would feel more comfortable if Nefertiti stayed on the ship." Peter looked between us, "None of you told me how you knew each other."

Gamora sighed, "We came across paths one day and she saved my life. Fully able to kill me, but she spared me. I gave her the name Lilith because of the beauty she held but the deadliness she could show. I started that name for her and it will continue on. Titi, please stay on the ship." I groaned loudly, "I'm not a child. I'm older than probably all of you!" Groot looked at me, "I am Groot." Rocket nodded, "He's right. You attract lots of attention, it's best if the outlaws around here don't see you." Drax set a hand on my arm, "Take a nap, Golden one." 

I sighed, "Fine. Have fun!" I walked onto the Milano and to my quarters, slowly drifting off into sleep.

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I woke up in a panic, feeling the Milano shake. I opened the door to my quarters and ran up the stairs to the pilot's chair and sighed, "Rocket, what the fuck are you two doing?" Rocket looked at me in a panic, "Gamora and Peter are on Yondu's ship, Drax called Ronan to Knowhere and fucked everything up, and we have an infinity stone in the Orb!" I choked on my spit, "What!?" Rocket nodded, "We have to save the two morons and then get that Orb back. We can't let Ronan destroy the galaxy." 

After Groot and Drax got comfortable, I flew after Yondu's ship, the man I considered a father, to stop him from beating the shit out of my brother. I put Rocket in charge of weaponry as I glared at the ship I once called home, "Rocket. Fire a wake-up shot." Rocket grinned and shot at the ship, making it jolt.

Rocket and I went over the loudspeaker and Rocket started off, "Attention, idiots. The lunatic on top of this craft is holding a Hadron Enforcer. It's a weapon of my own design." I sneered, "If you don't hand over my brother and my friend now, I'm going to allow him to tear your ship a new one. A very big new one." Rocket smirked, "We're giving you to the count of five. Five, four, three-" 

Peter called out to us, sounding panicked, "Rocket, Nefer! It's me, for God sakes! We figured it out, we're fine!" Rocket looked at me and smiled, "Oh hey, Quill. What's going on?" I snorted and laughed at his change of emotion.