Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

5-84: It's Metaphorical

Ravager Ship

January 17, 2016

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Men are pigs. At least, these were. The Ravagers screamed and laughed like hyenas. Astra and Rocket were both strapped to chairs, the brunette tied in a way so her powers would be unusable. Her fists tied tightly and crossed over her chest. Rocket sat beside her, tied in just a way to restrain him. And poor Groot. Locked in a hanging cage where the men could torment him but screaming in his face.

As much as the rope burned Astra's skin every time she moved, she payed no mind to it. She has found me, Astra. Alphine is dead. She tried to warn Astra, gave her insight to stop the catastrophe of her own father. Because of that the pure and motherly oracle named Alphine, was dead. But, who was She? Whoever it was, they were obviously something that the oracle couldn't see into. Astra knew it wasn't her fault, but she still felt guilty for it. She lost someone, now she was the only thing closest to the Cosmic Entities, well other than the Entities themselves.

The cosmicite girl was in her own little world. The Ravagers that sided with Yondu, well unfortunately, they were dragged off the ship while still in space. Not a pleasant way to die. "This is mutiny!" One man yelled, not that it was going to sway anyones mind.  "This is mutiny!" The man got shoved into the door way and banged onto the only thing between him and the inside of the ship, the glass. The others laughed and taunted him before pressing the button and the former Ravager floated into space, dead within moments.

"Captain! Help me! Please." Another unfortunate Ravager begged as he was also being dragged to his doom. But, Yondu sat there and stared at the ground in defeat.

"You're the one what killed those men." The scar faced man claimed in a metaphorical kind of way. "By leading them down the wrong path." He then took Yondu's limp head to get a good at him. "Because you're weak." He sent a hard punch at Yondu's face the laughter in the room erupted loudly. "And stupid." An elbow to the head. "It's time for the Ravagers to rise once again to glory with a new captain, Taserface!" He yelled and the men all cheered in the excitement.

And, well, you can guess that Rocket laughed. Hell, Astra joined along and chuckled. "I'm sorry. You're name is... It's Taserface?" Rocket wondered with amusement in his tone.

The man looked a bit offended taking a threatening pose as he looked down at the raccoon. "That's right."

"Do you shoot tasers out of your face?"

"It's metaphorical!" He roared, lifting up his arms in victory and power while the men all cheered.

"For what?" Rocket was now utterly confused.

This 'Taserface' looked unprepared, obviously never thinking about the name he gave himself. "It is a name what strikes into the hearts of anyone what hears it." He claimed, expecting the men to cheer, which didn't happen. They just nodded and claimed that could see it.

"Okay. So, you just thought it sounds cool." Astra spoke up, unimpressed as she giggled.

Taserface flipped out his curved knife and pointed it at her. "You shut up." He threatened and then pointed at Rocket. "You're next." The man then turned back around, pressing his knife against the former Captain's throat. "Udonta, I have waited a long time to do-" He cut himself off, hearing Rocket's snickering from behind him. "What?"

Rocket shook his head slightly as he laughed. "I'm sorry. I am so sorry! I just keep imagining you waking up in the morning, sir, looking in the mirror and then in all seriousness saying to yourself 'You know what would be a really kick-ass name? Taserface!" He yelled and laughed loudly, the other Ravagers struggled to hold in their laugher, a few faces even turned red. "That's how I hear you in my head!"

"That was your second choice?" Astra joined in. "Scrotum hat?" That was the last straw, the Ravagers shouted out in laughter and Rocket was somehow able to call out "Good one" in between laughter.

Taserface leaned her back into her seat, knife against her throat. "New plan. We're killing you first."

"Well," Astra started, unfazed by the fact that there was a dead weapon against her throat. "Dying it certainly better than having to live an entire life as a moronic shitbag who thinks Tasrface is a cool name." He growled heavily. "Besides you kill me my father will be all over your taser ass." She witted with a smirk plastered on her face.

He really did loos like he was going to kill her. Before he could, Nebula made herself known."That's enough killing for today." She walked in an intimidating way down the row of people.

Taserface let go of Astra's chair to give Nebula his full, supreme (As least he hoped to have the upper hand.) "I thought you were the biggest sadist in the galaxy."

"That was when Daddy was paying my bills." She claimed, ignoring the soft sport for her sibling. "The Priestess wants to kill the fox herself. And he has bounties on his head from at least 12 Kree provinces. And the girl, she may sell for a pretty good amount." Astra shivered at the thought of being sold. "I assure you, I'm not as easy a mark as an old nam without his magic stick or a talking woodland beast. I wasn't 10% of the take." She bargained. "And a few more things."

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