Guardian Angel (Guardians Of The Galaxy Fanfiction)

Friendly Not Friends

Ashen and Grenade were forced to strip down and Ashen had to admit she was extremely uncomfortable with that. Not so much around Grenade but with everyone else, especially that raccoon. He made her feel increasingly uncomfortable and made her fur bristle along her spine.

She took off her clothes reluctantly and watched as Grenade did the same. The gave their clothes to the guard and were ushered into the same room with the raccoon. Probably because they were all animals in the Terrans eyes.

Ashen turned away from the raccoon. She didn't need him looking at her. She snuck a glance over at him though and saw the implants all over his body, just like her. She realized how much they must of hurt. He was like her and Grenade, whether or not he wanted to admit it or not.

"Never did catch your name," Ashen barked to break the silence.

The raccoon turned, twitching an ear. "Don't you mean my number?" His voice was cold and dry but Ashen knew it was just him being defensive. She was the exact same way.

"I don't believe that we have numbers," Ashen replied as she turned her head in the air in defiance. "We were given names and we are not below any creature in my opinion. We are all equal."

The raccoon just shrugged a bit and grumbled under his breath. Ashen could tell that he still didn't believe her so she looked to Grenade. "My name is Ashen and this is my friends Grenade?"

"You two mates," asked raccoon in a low grunt.

Ashen shook her head madly. "Oh no! Just friends. We escaped the same lab together."

"Lab," echoed the raccoon as he turned to face Ashen and when he stood on his two legs Ashen could see everything. She sighed heavily and turned her eyes to his face.

"Yeah I was taken from my home when I was a pup with my brother. Grenade made us feel comfortable in that place and made us feel like we had a family again," explained Ashen and Grenade blushed a bit as he shuffled his paws.

"What happened to your brother," asked the raccoon as he took a step toward Ashen and Grenade and Ashen saw Grenade's ears twitch a bit.

Ashen's mouth went dry and she hung her head a bit. "He got very sick from the implants and everything. It was way too much for him and he got deathly sick with blood-cough." She licked her lips a bit. "He died soon after."

The raccoon's eyes flickered. "I'm so sorry," he sympathized but Ashen couldn't tell it if was genuine or not.

Ashen nodded slowly. "You didn't know."

She spread one of her wings a bit and nibbled at some dead feathers out of habit. Keeping up her wings was a hefty task. "Did they do that to you too?"

Ashen saw that the raccoon was pointing at her wings. She plastered them back against her flank and sighed. "Yes they did." She turned and sat down, showing the raccoon her back. "They did all of this to me. They injected me with steroids and different medications. Illegal ones I believe."

Grenade padded up to Ashen as she turned to face the raccoon again. "We seem to have the same paws," Grenade murmured as he stretched out a paw and showed the raccoon his paw. The raccoon looked how it could grasp things and smiled a bit slyly.

Grenade took his paw back and stood erect. "They did the same thing to you that they did to me. They made us walk and they gave Ashen and I something so that we could talk."

"D-Did they beat you," the raccoon asked a bit shakily and from the scars on the raccoon's flank and shoulders Ashen knew the Terrans had beat him repeatedly and without mercy.