Ultimate Fanfiction chronicles BOOK 1

CHAPTER 2

They weren't following me, but I didn't want to leave either. I stayed in the holo-bike not moving, not going anywhere for five minutes straight. My hands gripped firmly on the wheel, I'm not leaving. I locked the holo-bike as I got out and climbed back up the wall. I changed into a small Egyptian cat and started making my way back to the jewellery shop. Before I could even get to the door something landed on my back, "Row!" I clawed at the thing, it was Rocket. He now had a shallow gash on his cheek, it was dripping with blood. I changed into a Racoon and started hissing at him, he didn't do the same he was just fixated at me. I changed into my usual form, baring my fangs. "What the hell?! You trying to kill me or something?" I shouted at the small creature. He was dazed by the fact I had scratched him, then he started laughing, a false, over-enthusiastic sound. "I was trying to stop you from tearing down the market!" he shouted at me after he was done laughing. He still had his hand on his cheek, trying to conceal his wound. "You're just gonna make it worse doing that, come on." I lead him to the nearest fountain, where I changed into a pike and dived into the water. I could hear Rocket's gurgled voice reverberating off the water and making my head hurt. I just gulped water into my fish mouth and squirted at his now un-covered cheek. "Hey!" he shrieked at me as I flipped out of the water and changed back into an Egyptian cat. I licked my paw, acting as if I wasn't interested in his petty shouting, it didn't matter anymore. I started striding into the market, Rocket behind me. "Come back here!" he shouted, whatever Rocket I am like a couple years older than you anyway. He just ran after me on all fours and stood up in front of me with his gun strapped across his back, he looked like a miniature space marine.

I changed into my natural form and gave him the evil eye. "You...tried...to kill me!" I screeched at him, my fangs raring to bite him. I swear to God if he even tries to turn me in I will make his life a living hell. He was about to have a go at me but Groot shut him up. "I am Groot. Hmph!" the humanoid creature stepped towards me and offered me his hand, I didn't take it and then I saw why. He sprouted a small, green, leafy, plant that I plainly recognised as cat nip. I snatched it from his hand and started sniffing it, inhaling its powerful scent. "Just pick her up before she does something inappropriate with it." Rocket sighed. Groot extended a branch and wrapped it around my waist as my pupils started to expand and darken from the smell of the organism. I then passed out as another plant was thrusted into my face, I remembered the name of this one, it's called a poppy.

When I woke up I saw Groot shuffling before me, he seemed like he desperately wanted to tell me something but I knew all he could say is 'I am Groot'. He spotted me getting up and ran out of the room screaming "I am Groot! I am GROOT!" I heard a familiar set of feet, Gamora entered the room. "Molly! You are wanted by the langorian's?!" I hated the way she said it, like I was some puppy who had just peed all-over the controls console...which I did one time, ONE TIME!! "Look, I came here for a fresh start after I escaped prison, I did it to defend myself." I knew the excuses were going to go straight through her but when I mentioned prison her face softened slightly. A song echoed through the halls of the ship I now knew I was on. "'Hooked on a feeling', Blue swede, 1976. That song...is one of the best." I exclaimed. I nodded then shook my head, "oh, screw it." I flew out of the bed in the form of a sparrow, and landed next to a cassette player. It was playing a tape called 'awesome mix vol.1' It was amazing, the terran, Peter Quill, must own it. "I love this song." I said out load as I changed back into my natural form. "You know it?" Peter Quill, star lord got out of his seat and made his way over to me. "My IPod has all the best terran songs on it." Peter's face fell with confusion, "What's an IPod?" he asked. I took it out of my pocket with the ear plugs still attached, I flipped to the 'Blue Swede' album and scrolled 'til I came across 'Hooked on a feeling'. I unplugged the ear phones. 'Uga chuga uga uga...' the song reverberated through the control room as Quill switched off the cassette player. "I can't stop this feeling, deep inside of me. Girl you just don't realise, what you do to me." Me and Quill sang along to the familiar song and started rocking our heads back and forth at the chorus. When the song finished Quill was amazed, "I still like my tapes but...that's amazing." He exclaimed, pointing at the device.

"Am I interrupting something?" Drax asked from the corner of the room. "We're just rocking out, nothing unusual." I answered breathlessly. Rocket entered the room looking at me like I just punched somebody in the face, "what?" I asked him threateningly. He snaps his gaze away from me and fiddles with a gadget he finds in a nearby draw. He starts taking it apart and building it into something new. I left my IPod on shuffle and made my way towards Rocket. "How do you do that?" He stares at me with that look again, "well I'm not called Rocket for no reason am I?" He turns the gadget into a small but deadly weapon. A remix of Taylor Swift's shake it off comes on and I can't resist shaking my hips a little bit, Rocket notices and doesn't judge me. "You can dance if you want, we won't judge, Quill and Groot do it all the time." I took his word and started to get up from my kneeling position and started to sway my hands around my stomach, then when the beat got more intense Groot joins me. We just stomp to the 'shake it offs' and Quill can't help singing to the music after it repeats the melody. I start to giggle at Rocket's response to the music, he likes the way the sound bounces like a mechanical gear, and whistled to the metallic dip, the remixed version is ALOT better than the original. He smiles at my laughter and some sort of spark sets off between us. It suddenly switches off as the ship slams forward, I propel towards the shot gun seat with Gamora buckled in it. "Crap..." I say as my jaw clicks back into its former place. "Is everyone okay?" Quill asks to the back of the ship. We must have had a near miss with an asteroid or something. Drax is sprawled across the table, Rocket is hung over the beam and Groot, literally, planted himself on the ceiling. When I try to get up, i realise the back of my thigh is badly damaged, bruised, possibly bleeding. "Fuck!" I cry out as I pull a shard of glass out of my leg. My iPod's screen had shattered and a piece had imbedded itself right into my flesh. It had possibly hit a muscle, hopefully not a tendon. I pass out from the sight of all the sticky blood covering my hands. I hear Rocket shout something as he spots the red liquid, "Get the first aid kit, quick!" he shouts at Gamora as my vision starts to blur.