Escaping with Loki and Starlord

The escape

I sat on the metal bed waiting, merely waiting.I heard light boots headed my way.So it was one of the main heads up to tell me that it wasn't one of those creatures headed my way.It would be an accurate guess that an human is in it.I should call this individual Peter just to not confuse myself.Peter, in the armor, stops at the door. He drops something that is shaped circle with bumpy sides and a retractable metal metal sliders lightly click landing on the floor. A blue shield came around the cell view making it sizzle.

Peter takes off the helmet.

I never felt this happy to see another human being.

"Your distraction is better than I thought it would be." Peter said, holding the helmet in one corner of his arm. "I never heard a man scream like a girl that loud."

"I take pride in my girly shriek." I said. "And is there a way out of this hell-hole?"

"Well, there is a couple guards standing at the hangar flight departure door instead of a smart security system." Peter notes. "Don't know how they came up with security like that."

I rub my forehead.

"What's next?" I ask. "The next part of the plan."

"There's a little secret." Peter said. 

"What is the secret?" I ask.

"We're improvising." Peter said,turning his head down towards my boots.  "Nice boots." I saw a light bulb kind of glow in Peter's eyes. "I have an idea." I raise my eyebrows."Wait a minute."

Peter puts on the big admirable gray technological based helmet that made a slight click connecting to the neck brace metal that had been sticking up. Peter walks down the eerie silent hallway.I had to trust Peter knew what he is doing improvising a unusual escape. So I waited, and waited, for five minutes. A creature came down with Peter looking pretty confused. The creature came into the pathway with the glowing shield--I only knew this is one of the creatures because it was making the heavy boot sound-- so I take my hands out from behind the bars then snapped its neck which made the creature lean against the bars dead.

"Henry." Peter said.  "I am surprised you didn't use that two finger thing."

"It is not a thing; it is the Vulcan Nerve Pinch." I said, shaking my right hand  back and forth. "The Vulcan Nerve Pinch does not work on aliens. You know how it failed last time."

Yes, I remembered how it worked last time.

"So you went against your own claim of not being a killer." Peter said,taking off the helmet.

Peter is surprised by what I had done, apparently.

"A innocent man changes when they're in prison." I said. "I learned this...lethal move from watching some guys take out this child bad do-er man."

"Step back." Peter said, taking a card key slider from a pocket.

I take a step back.

Peter puts the sliding card into the square metal part in the purple bars.The bars slide back so the creature fell to the side not making a sound with its body surprisingly.Thought this big guy would make a loud thud after falling to the floor leaning against bars.

"So, this means I gotta get dressed in this?" I ask.

"It looks harder than it looks." Peter said, and he looks in both directions.  "Did you see my dad pass by?" I was very confused by then. "I mean; have you seen Loki pass by the cell?"

Other then having a thumb that is recovering from freezing,being accused of knowing too much,killing a creature, and going into the wrong rooms; this is a crazy time for me.Since when did it reach the point I don't get anything?Peter never called Loki 'dad' before.Is there something that I  am missing in this very much knowledge deserved situation? I quizzically look at Peter, recalling how my mind is losing it little by little.

"I am not sure." I said. "And if he were here; then the god who refuses to tell me what kind of god he is would jump right out and call me a sissy."

"So you haven't seen him." Peter said. 

 "Not since I left him under the table with my pocket knife in the enchanted cage." I said.

"The cage." Peter said, as a smile grew on his face. "The bird cage." Peter laughs. "Dad hates that cage."

Peter has done it again. I don't understand why he's referring to Loki as  'dad'. So it wasn't the first time Loki has been in there.A strong commanding thought  entered my mind that wasn't necessarily mine in how this 'not-your-thought' made itself known if that's any understanding. Honestly I cannot figure out how to explain this face to face with someone in a psychologist kind of room that feels comfy and relaxed.

"Try the weapon room, Peter." I suggest."You might find Loki there."

Peter sighs, relieved and thankful.

"Take this." Peter said, handing me a square shaped device. "You'll need the data-map to find the flight departure hangar in the confusing hallways."

Peter puts on the helmet, then he went down the hallway leaving me with a body suited in armor that needs to be taken off.I slid the body into the cell while the circle machine  with small sliding legs kept up the masking service.Thank god for the camouflage device, I mentally thought dragging the body completely into the room. I swear this device has unlimited power because it didn't turn off long after Peter left.

A desperate man wouldn't give up against a hard part of a life-saving plan; not  for me. Getting into this armor wasn't so easy as it seemed to be when it is on and doesn't  seem too out of the ordinary.I spent thirty-three minutes getting the suit on. The first ten minutes were a drag taking the armor off the dead ugly alien individual.

"Peter is right." I complained, having problems with the armor.  "Getting it on is hard."