Guardians of the Galaxy (with OC)

The Rescue

We all ran, apart from Drax, trying to find the pods to escape. I held Rocket's hand, firmly in my own so we didn't get separated, I couldn't have that.

Eventually, we made it to the pods. All of us entered a pod, except from Groot. He would have to stay on the ground as he was too large to fit in the pod.

"Rocket, Ash, keep them off Gamora until she gets to the Milano,"

"How? We've got no weaponry on these things,"

"These pods are industrial grade, they're nearly indestructible,"

"Not against necroblasts, they're not,"

I resisted the urge to facepalm at Rocket. I loved him but he could be an idiot sometimes... Most of the time.

"That's not what I'm saying,"

"Oh!"

Quickly, we lifted the pods off of the ground. Rocket and I started chasing two ships, eventually crashing into them, destroying them.

"Ash, you okay?"

"Yeah,"

After crashing into more ships, the three of us lost (and destroyed) Ronan's men. I was still slightly concerned for Gamora though, her sister was probably still on her tail.

"Guys, I'm trapped! I can't make it to the Milano, I have to head out,"

She couldn't do that! The pod can't take those conditions. Starlord obviously realised too.

"What? Wait! These things aren't meant to go out there!"

Gamora ignores Starlord's concerns and flew out of the atmosphere, her sister behind her. A few words were spoken between them, if which I couldn't hear and suddenly, Gamora's ship was blown up. Her sister grabbed the infinity stoke and immediately flew off. This couldn't get any worse.

"Guys, come on. Her body mods should keep her alive a couple more minutes, but there's nothing we can do for her. These pods aren't meant to be out here. In a second, we're gonna be in the same boat,"

Rocket turned his pod, waiting for Quill and I to follow. Reluctantly, I turned my pod around, that was, until, I heard Starlord start to talk.

"Aw, damn it!"

"Starlord? We can't do anything, come on,"

I saw Peter mess around with something in his pod. I was frightened of what he was gonna do, he obviously loved Gamora but I was afraid to what extent.

"Yondu! Yondu! This is Quill! My coordinates are two-two-seven-K-three-two- four,"

"Quill? Quill, what are you doing?"

Rocket was just as concerned as me, Starlord had just given up his coordinates for people who wanted to kill him, for Gods sake!

"Just outside Knowhere. If you're there, come get me. I'm all yours,"

Starlord left his pod, his mask on his face and he headed over to Gamora. He was being an idiot and honestly, I was scared for him.

"Quill, don't be ridiculous! Get back into your pod! You can't fit two people in there, you're gonna die!"

Quill's held Gamora in his arms, staring down at her face and taking his mask off.

"Peter! You're gonna die in seconds! Get back in your pod, please!"

Peter put his mask on her, tossing aside both of our desperate pleas at him. Neither of us wanted Gamora to die but Peter should've just stayed in his pod! Out of no where, a ship, which I remembered was the guy who wanted Peter, took them.

"Ash, come on! We gotta go and meet Groot!"

Hesitantly, I followed Rocket down back to Know where. Groot wasn't there waiting for us but we found was with a beaten up Drax. I was still mad at him but I couldn't blame him for calling Ronan.

"Blasted idiot. They're all idiots! Quill just got himself captured! None of this ever would have happened if you didn't try to single-handedly take on a frickin' army!"

I tried to reach out for Rocket but he swatted my hand away, too mad to talk to me. I was a little upset but he wasn't thinking right now, it was okay.

"Oh, boo-hoo-hoo! 'My wife and child are dead!'"

Groot gasped at Rocket's words while I raised my eyebrows disapprovingly at him. However, he was clearly unfazed.

"Oh, I don't care if it's mean! Everybody's got dead people! That's no excuse to get everybody else dead along the way! Groot, Ash, come on. Ronan has the stone. The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there,"

I didn't want to do that, we couldn't just let our friends die, they weren't the nicest of people but they had good hearts.

"I am Groot," (We should save them)

"Save them? How?"

I decided to butt in, I couldn't let Groot do all the persuading,

"They're the only friends we've ever had!"

"I know but there's an army of Ravagers around them and there's only three of us!"

Drax stood up and moved beside Groot.

"Three,"

Pulling at the fur on his head, Rocket turned around and started to kick the earth below him.

"You're making me beat up grass!"

I chuckled, knowing he was in. The other two started walking Peter's ship while Rocket and I lagged behind.

"You're lucky I love you or I would've been long gone by now,"

"Aw, I love you too,"

I pat him on the head, him subconsciously leaning into the touch. He would never admit it but he did like being pet, he was part animal after all.

Eventually, we made it to Peter's ship. Rocket and I sat in the pilot's seat while Groot and Drax sat behind us.

"So, little animal and his companions, what is the plan?"

Rocket scowled a bit form being called an animal but continued, with a small glint in his eye. Oh, he definitely had a plan.

"Well, what I need you to do, Drax, is stand on top of the ship and be prepared to throw a bomb. Simple, okay?"

Not knowing what the plan was, Drax nodded his head. I hoped Rocket knew what he was doing, he could get us, or Peter and Gamora, killed if he wasn't careful. But I trusted him so that was enough.

Finally, we were in front of the ship they were on. Drax was on the top of ship, bomb in his hand, although we wouldn't use it, we weren't stupid. Rocket set up the speaker and confidently spoke.

"Attention, idiots. The lunatic on top of this craft is holding a Hadron Enforcer. It's a weapon of my own design. If you don't hand over our companions now, he's gonna tear your ship a new one. A very big new one! I'm giving you to the count of five,"

Five wasn't enough time for them to give our friend I've rebut I decided not to question it.

"Five, four, three-"

"Rocket, it's me, for God sakes! We figured it out! We're fine!"

Hearing Peter's voice, I quickly scrambled to the microphone.

"Peter! Are you guys okay?! Is Gamora alive?! What-"

"We're fine! Just come into the ship, they're not gonna hurt us!"

I sighed in relief and made my way back to my chair. They were okay and that's all that mattered.. I hoped.