Chapter 3

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                “Wait, so this guy here is the guy that you were taken off Earth with?” Rocket asked me for the billionth time.

                “Yeah you dumb ass, how many times do we need to explain?” I said back at him.

                “Maybe one more time, I don’t think Groot got the message.”

                I just rolled my eyes and kept walking down towards the cells.  I still can’t believe that the ravagers didn’t kill Peter the second I was off their ship.  I still wonder to this day why we were taken. 

                “It’s not like I’m gonna be here long.” said Rocket.

                “Boasting again, Rocket?” I said sounding as annoyed as possible.

                “Hey, I’ve escaped twenty two prisons. It’s not like this one is any different!  You’re lucky the officers showed up” he said glancing back at Peter “otherwise Groot, Sam, and I would collecting that bounty right now, and you would be stuck with Yondu and those ravagers.”

                “Many people have tried to kill me over the years, I ain’t about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon. Plus, once Sam had figured out who I was I doubt she would’ve turned me in, right?” Peter said towards me.

                “Probably not.” I said “I did look for you for a few years after I left the orphanage.”

                “Really?” he said

                “Of course, I was alone, and you were the only person that I really knew.”

                “Wait, what’s a raccoon?” Rocket said with a confused look on his face.

                “What’s a raccoon? Its what you are stupid!” Peter said.

                “Ain’t nothin’ like me, ‘cept me.” Rocket said, as Peter just ignored him.

                “So this orb has a weird vibe to it,” Peter said to the green lady “what is it?”

“I have no words for an honor less thief” she said.

“That’s pretty high and mighty for someone working for Ronan to say.” Rocket replied “That’s right we know who you are.”

“Yeah we know who you are” Peter said, trying to feel cool I guess. “Who is she?” he whispered to me, but Groot answered instead.

“I am Groot”

“Okay, that’s great, but who is she?”

“I am Groot”

“Wait, you’re that Gamora girl right?” I said “Daughter of Thanos working for Ronan, its ringing a bell now.”

“I wasn’t working for Ronan, I was betraying him.  I had an agreement to sell it to a third party.” Said Gamora, as I know recognized her.

“I am Groot.”

“Well that’s just as fascinating as the first nine billion times you told me that! What’s wrong with the Giving Tree here?” Peter aid obviously getting annoyed.

“Well, that’s about all he says.” I tell him.

“His vocabulary is limited to ‘I’ and ‘Am’ and ‘Groot’, particularly in that order.” Rocket said.

“Well that will get old fast.” Peter said, but he got distracted when he saw a guard with his old Walkman. “Hey, give that back you blue freak, that’s mine!” he said as he slipped through the door.

“Peter!” I said as he started yelling.

“Take those headphones off! They are mine, and that tapes mine, and that players mine!” he yelled at the guard, but the guard got up and tased him.

“PETER!” I yelled again hoping he would shut up but he didn’t.

“Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede, 1973, that song belongs to me!” he said and the guard tased him again.

“STOP!” I yelled as the guard tased him again while everyone else watched. “STOP IT!”

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'               We were then all sent into a room one at a time to be sprayed with this orange stuff.  After I went in, I was given clothes and sent to change.  Then we all were escorted to the main room. Once we walked in the prisoners began throwing things at us, and mainly taunting Gamora.

                “Like I said, she’s got a rep.  Lots of people in here lost their families to Ronan and his goons.  She’ll last a day tops.” Said Rocket explaining to Peter what was happening.

                “The guards are here to protect us, right?” he said.

                “Oh, you wish.” I said to him “They’re only here to make sure we don’t escape.  Once we’re inside they don’t give a shit about what we do to each other.  I could rip out some dude’s eye right now, and no one would stop me.”

                “That’s reassuring.” He said “I never saw you as the ‘rip out some dudes eye’ type.”

                “Things have changed over the years, Peter.  I’m not some innocent little girl anymore.”

                “Speaking about things changing, we should really talk later. Catch up or something.” Peter said, turning around so that only I could hear.

                “Whatever nightmares the future holds are dreams compared to what is behind you.” Gamora said to Peter, and we both turned our heads to see a giant blue alien that almost perfectly fit Gamora’s description.

                “Check out the new meat.” It said looking Peter up and down “I’m gonna cut you up into-“but the creature was cut off by Groot sticking a finger up each of his nostrils and growing out his fingers.  The thing began to scream in pain as Rocket started to speak.

                “Let’s make something clear,” he said “this one here is our booty! And if you wanna get through him, you go through us three, or more accurately, we go through you!” Groot then let go of the alien, and then I kicked it in the stomach, just to make it clear I was somewhat of a threat. 

                “I’m with them.” Peter said as we walked away.

                “Okay, not gonna lie that was awesome.” I said, as we all exitied the room.

A/N:

Yeah, I kinda dragged out this chapter, oh well.  Next chapter Drax will come in, and soon there will be some Peter and Sam action, but you might have to wait a while for that, sorry.  Thanks to all the people that comment and vote, those are the things that really motivate me to keep writing this story!

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