Kesmet's fate//being Rewritten

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We all stood, weapons of all kinds in our hands. Peter looked up to the sky. A large storm cloud rumbled and stuggled to keep it's shape. I stood next to him, holding both my pistols in hand. "Showtime." He said. "It's gonna be here any minute." He looked slightly worried, but ready. 
"Which will be it's loss." Gamora said. She cocked the large rifle, ready to shoot.
"I thought your thing was a sword?" Peter asked. I shook my head and chuckled to myself.
"We've been hired to kill a interdimenional beast, and I am going to stop it with a sword?" Gamora turned her head, giving peter a confused look.
"It's just swords where your thing and guns where mine. But, I guess we're both doing guns now." Peter looked back up. Rocket quickly worked on the stereos connected to the walkman.
"what are you doing?" Drax asked, tilting his head slightly.
"I am working on this so we can listen to tunes while we work." Rocket said, getting up from the stereo.
"How is that of utmost importance right now." Drax asked, slightly agrivated.
"Blame quill! He's the one who loves music so much!" Rocket yelled.
"No. I sign with drax on this one. That isn't really important right now." Drax quickly pointed to Peter, still looking at rocket.
"No, no. I understand quill." Rocket began winking and smirking.
"No, really. I sign with drax."
"I understand Quill." Rocket said, still winking.
"I can clearly see you winking!" Drax yelled.
"Dangit, I'm using my left eye?"
Groot rushed over to us, shoving orlonins out of the way.
"I am groot."
"They were nt lokig at you funny!" Rocket answered. The beast bursted though the clouds, falling towards the battery pad.
"That's intense." Rocket muttered. We all ran up, weapons ready to go. I could hear the stereo buzzing in the background. I turned to see groot, plugging the music in. "Mr.blue sky" started playing in the background. I chuckled to myself, still turned around.
"Kesmet!" Peter yelled.  I turned to see a giant, pink arm coming my way. I was smacked down, rolling when I hit the floor. Peter flew down, and made sure I was ok.
"I am fine. We have bigger problems right now." I pointed towards the giant beast. We flew back up, shooting it. The guns where almost pointless. I was focused on taking the thing down, I almost didn't notice Drax jumping in the large mouth of the creature.
"What in the-?" I was cut off by Peter. His masked disappeared exposing a worried look on his face.
"What is he doing!?" I turned away, and looked for groot.
"Crap." I muttered. He rode on the back of a rat, screaming. I was brought back by Peter calling my name.
"Kesmet! Rocket! Get it to look up!" Peter joined us in the sky.
"Hey, ya giant sea monkey!" Peter called. "Up here!" We all blasted at it.
"Watch it Quill!" Rcket warned.
It breathed it's fire, setting rockets gun aflame. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Gamora bring her sword out.
"How ironic." I thought. She jumped, and sliced through the beast, yelling on her way down. We all watched as the thing screeched, and fall over. Drax popped out, yelling happily.
"Yes! I have single handedly killed the beast!" Gamora crossed her arms, and groot threw a small rock at him. Drax stopped laughing, and looked down.
"What?" He asked.
Drax cleaned up, as we all sat around the batteries.
"What are they called?" Drax asked, looking at the glowing columns.
"Anulax batteries." Peter said, pulling the jacket over his shoulders.
"Harbulary batteries." Drax repeated.
"That is nothing like what I just said." Peter had a confused look on his face. I walked over to him, kissing his cheek. He smiled, kissed me, and kept talking.
"They're worth thousands of units, which is why the soverine hired us to protect them." I walked beside him, staring ahead. Everyone else was a few feet in front of us.
"What's the matter, babe?"
"What do you mean?" I asked. I broke my gaze foward, and looked at him.
"Ever since we got here, you've acted...different."
I sighed, and looked at the ground.
"The soverine and my people have had many wars. I just..." I trailed off. His hand softly turned my head towards him. He wrapped his arm around me, and brought me close to him.
"Everything will be fine." I hated hearing that. Last time I heard that, we almost died. We reached the doors. One of the guards stopped me.
"She can't be in there." They said.
"Oh, c'mon." Peter sighed. "She helped save you guys." He pointed towards the mess we left at the battery pad.
"She can't be in there." They stated again. Peter opened his mouth, but I stopped him.
"Just let it go. I'll meet you in the malono." I sighed. He frowned, then nodded. He quickly kissed my cheek, then walked in. The doors shut, and I shuffled down the stairs. I arrived at the malono, enetering my bedroom. I threw myself on the matress, sighing loudly. Why did i have to look the way I do? Why can't i be normal? I had become more brave, I guess, so one thing changed. Never would I had ever confessed my love to peter, but here we are. But I still had that question in the back of my mind. Did Peter really love me? I don't know if it is out of pitty, or he really does love me. The hatch opened, scaring me up. I stood, walking out to greet the others. Gamora held Nebula by the cuffs, and glared at Peter.
"What is going on?" I asked. Gamora looked to Peter, then back to me.
"Why don't you tell her, Peter." She said. Peter ignred Gamora, and walked up to the control room. I climbed up after him, wondering what happened
"Peter?" I asked, arching my eyebrow.
"Listen-"
Before he could finish, an alarm went off and red lights began flashing.
I sat down, straping myself into the third seat.
"This is weird. We've got a soverine fleet approaching from the rear. Wonder why."
"Probably because Rocket stole some of their batteries." Drax said, casually. Peter turned to rocket, the look of anger across his face. Rocket turned to drax.
"Dude!"
"I mean, Rocket didn't steal any batteries. What a mystery this is." I typed in a few things, and watched the back camera.
"Whats the closest inhabitable plant?" Peter asked, frantically controling the ship.
"It's called berhert!" I called back.
"Hw many jumos?"
"Only one. I said, looking up from my screen. "But to access it you have to go through that quantum astroid field."
Peter rushed us forward, straight into the blue and red rocks.
"But quill, to fly through that, you'd have to be the greatest pilot in the galaxy!" Drax said, clutching the overhead strap.
"Lucky for us." Peter began.
"I am." Rocket smiled, finishing Peter's sentence. The two fought like children over the controls.
"Can we save the bickering till we get out of this field?" Gamora shouted.
Suddenly, we were hit, sending us spinning.
"We still have a sovereign craft behind us!" Gamora yelleed.
"Our weapons are down!" Peter warned. Drax walked out, handing Groot to Gamora. We exited the astroid field, and were greeted by more gold ships.
"Son of a..they went around the field!"
Lasers came from every direction, cracking the winows. We all looked at each other, getting ready to be blwn up, when all the ships exploded. A shower f sparks faded, exposing a large, white ship.
"Two clicks!" I called, jerking from side to side.
"What is that?" Rocket pointed to an oddly shaped ship.
"Who cares! There is the jump point!" Peter yelled. Rocket's gaze was still out the window.
"It's a guy." He said. We entered the atmoshere, setting on fire.
"Oh my! He's still out there?" I looked down at my scrren, seeing Drax flailing about. Gamora ran outside, leaving Groot with me. Peter looked at his screen and turned around. He turned back to the window.
"Hold on tight!" Peter called. "PREPARE FOR A REALLY BAD LANDING!"
Trees hit everyside of the ship, making us skid across the soil. We stopped, each of us holding our breaths. The left wing peeled away, lurching us to the side. We all un buckled, and walked out.
"What where you about to tell me?" I asked, trying to ignore the damaged ship.
"We have bigger problems, babe." He whispered.
"Where is the other half of our ship!?" Gamora yelled.
"My ship." Peter muttered.
"Either one of you could have flown us out of there! Should you have flown with what's between your ears, instead of what's between your legs!" Gamora stomped off, mumbling.
"More like, because he stole the Anulax batterues!" Peter yelled, jabbing a finger at Rocket.
"You know why I did it, star munch?"
"I'm not gonna answer to star munch."
"I did it beacuse I wanted to!"
Peter turned away, breathing frustration.
Peter looked at his ship, and sighed.
"A little man just saved us from fifty ships, and your worried about this hunk of junk." Peter whipped around, ready to tell rocket the importance of his ship, but once more, he was interrupted.
"How small?" Drax asked.
"Well...I don't know,  like this?" Rocket made a small measurement with his fingers.
"A little one inch man saved us?" Gamoa asked.
"Well I am sure if he got closer, he would have been bigger."
"Yeah, that's how eyesight works, ya stupid racoon." Peter said.
"Don't call me a racoon!" Rocket yelled.
"I am sorry. I took it too far. I meant trash panda."
Rocket relaxed a bit. "Is that worse?" He asked.
"I don't know?" Drax answered.
"It's worse. It's so much worse!" Peter laughed.
"You son of a-!" Rocket jumped at Peter, growling.
"Boys!" I yelled.
"Someone followed you through the jump point!" Nebula warned. We all formed a circle, as the ship began to land. We all focused on the ship, watchig it break the trees and ground around it. The ship was egg shaped, with a jelly looking door. The door opened, exposing a man, and an odd looking lady.
"After all these years, I found you." The man said. He was looking at Peter.
"And who the heck are you?" Peter asked. His hands where on his blasters, gripping them slightly.
"My name is ego." He said. "And I'm your dad, Peter." His face was still angry, but his eyes gleamed. I could tell he wanted to believe it, but was still cautious. We all stood, looking at Peter.
He turned to me, then back to Ego.