Rocket x Reader- Guardians of the Galaxy

Holding the World in Your Hands/New Beginnings

I thought for sure we would all be dead, despite Groot's sacrifice. Turns out I was wrong. The members of our motley crew began to stir with lots of groans. We all looked like we'd gone to hell and back, covered in blood and bruises. Quill's mix tape echoed in the background, breaking the eerie quietness after the crash.

 A large crowd of Xandarians had formed around the site hoping that their fears would be over. 

Ronan stepped out of the remains of the Dark Aster, his figure emerging from the dissipating dust and smoke. Parts of the ship were on fire behind him, adding to his dramatic entrance. Boy, did I want to smack that smug smirk off his face. The bastard. Rocket had picked up a small branch from Groot and I saw that he visibly shook with anger. "You KILLED GROOT!" Rocket leapt up to attack but Ronan easily threw him aside like a doll. 

"Behold! Your 'Guardians of the Galaxy.' They have failed you and I will cleanse this planet. You Xandarians will-" Ronan kept spewing nonsense but I zoned out and honed in on what Rocket was doing. He was piecing together the parts from the Hadron Enforcer and we all exchanged looks. We needed to buy him some time.

Quill jumped up and started singing along to O-O-h Child and doing a jig. "I want you to listen to these words right here." He pointed to Ronan who gave him a puzzled look. 

"What are you doing?" He asked somewhat in awe.

"Dance off, bro. You and me!" Quill busted some moves for a few minutes and motioned for Gamora to join him but she frantically shook her head while holding her arm. "That's okay, just bring it back."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Ronan demanded. 

"I'm distractin' ya, ya big turd blossom!" Quill said with a shit-eating grin.

Not a moment later, Drax and Rocket fired the weapon at Ronan's war hammer which dislodged the Infinity Stone. Time slowed to a crawl as hero and enemy reached out for the stone. Whoever got it first would hold the fate of the world in his hands. 

When time sped back up, Quill's fingers wrapped around the purple shard and he curled into fetal position and started writhing in pain. Ronan looked on with the most evil laugh, his eyes lighting up with glee to see his enemy in pain. Quill was able to stand up but his eyes looked empty, his body was turning to ash and pieces were flaking off as purple light emanated from the cracks in his body. 

"PETER! TAKE MY HAND!" Gamora's face showed desperation as she stretched out an arm to reach for him. "Peter!" 

He hesitated, his eyes unfocused for a few seconds. "PETER! TAKE MY HAND!" Gamora was screaming at the top of  her lungs. There was a whirlwind around us and lightning flashed. Peter came to and gripped onto Gamora's hand. Gamora shrieked and threw her head back in pain. Drax inched his way closer to Peter as he braced himself against the high winds. Drax clapped his hand on Quill's shoulder and let out a grunt as the energy coursed through him. Rocket reached up and hesitantly held onto Drax's finger. His eyes squeezed shut and his mouth opened in a silent scream. Without a second thought, I placed my hand in Rocket's and my body felt like it was on fire, as if I was being torn apart from the inside out.

Eventually, the energy leveled out and we no longer felt the pain. The energy concentrated itself inside Quill.

"How can you hold the stone?! You are mortal!" Ronan expressed anger, outrage, and fear.

"You said it yourself, bitch. We're the Guardians of the Galaxy." And with that, Quill opened his hand and the energy was released into Ronan, instantly disintegrating him. 

No sooner had we gotten rid of one problem, another one pops up. 

"Well, well. That was a pretty fancy light show. But we got something to settle first before all the celebrations start." Yondu and friends. Just great.