She stood behind a mass of men in yellow tracksuits and shirts and wished to be invisible. She always had the impression, that she might be, because no one, whom she ever wanted, had seen her. Sometimes even her own father, and her mother literally never. But unfortunately, when she really needed it, they saw her and she ended here. She didn't know where HERE was, but knew it's bad. She dreaded every minute here and always tried to get herself among others and be just nameless part of the crowd, whom no one would notice. Just part of the mass, what's too monolithic and uninteresting to split and take her out. And in this moment, she did it. Because there apparently was something more interesting.
A gap opened between the wall of bodies for a while, so she finally could see, what had everybody stared at. Four other persons walked through the aisle. A green woman, who was getting caught in swears, behind her... She jumped a little with shock and bumped into some big woman with big tray, which she wanted to throw. A raccoon on his hind legs with bared teeth and terribly human grimace and walking tree with huge hands of bark. And there, in front of them, looking around the whole hall... a man? Really? She couldn't believe it. He was the only creature looking like a human. He apparently belonged to them, yet he was completely different and clearly somehow human.
But she pulled back again. She couldn't let her instinct lead her, jump to the first man, who was a bit similar to her and expect, that he was no murderous monster. After all, she soon understood, that she's in jail. Even if she didn't know why. And who else ended in jail than murderous monsters?
Actually, she barely remembered, how everything happened and where's this prison. The last thing her memory showed with certainty, was a fight. Or poor excuse for a fight, because she was with Natasha, Steve Rogers and Fury in Triskelion, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s base, and tried to stop Winter Soldier.
She shouldn't do that. She lously tried to fight him and after his iron arm threw her away and she stood up in her last attempt, he pointed his gun and shot her. Twice. While both bullets found their target.
And that was probably the weirdest thing. He shot her twice in her stomach and chest. With a real caliber. It threw her away and she didn't see where he went. Nor did she care. She should die. Bleed to death and succumb to the scattered organs. On top of that, Falcon found her when she was slowly loosing her breath, she sent him away and unmanaged hellicarrier crashed into the building, ruins covered her and that should be her end.
But after all of this, after everything went black, there was no infinite nothing, no heaven, no hell (if this couldn't be considered as hell), but something odd.
A throb in her stomach and her whole body, feeling like she was in some warm bubble, a couple of flashes with even more odd sensations. And then she woke up and there was chaotic whirligig leading her here, to the home of madness and some cruel unearthly prison. Sam was the last man she saw. Then she noticed creatures with long, coned skulls, creatures with pink, blue, purple skin. And she remembered, that someone as pale as she had hauled her away from the street. But some things in him still remained alien.
But now it seemed she had seen a human again. Or someone, who acted familiar and... as home. Only when she had returned back from her thoughts full of fear on earth, or rather on the floor of who-knows-what-planet, the elbow belonging to the prisoner, who yelled at miss Green, that she's going to die - another crazy oddity, because she understood even if she doubted, that all space or another dimension spoke English – hit her. She cried, took her eyes away from that man and noticed, that everybody had been making a circle around the new prisoners. Then she watched the scary tree stick his fingers - were that fingers? - into the nose of troll-like prisoner and lift him. And then the raccoon started to scream, that no one should try anything and even that human-like guy has their protection.
Therefore, she tried to scrape further through the crowd. Not that she wanted to test the raccoon's words. Even if all of them had been on Earth and just people in masks, she wouldn't have stand a chance, unless she could win by raw strenght. Her physical training sucked. Also, who should train her? She even didn't go to the academy, she barely handled beginners course with Natasha's help. The noble Captain America refused to knock young, petty girl. She laughed then. She was just a teenager and Captain didn't know, that it had another meaning. And she didn't want to explain it... or to be knocked by him. But what would she have given now for an opportunity to explain all range of pubescent little jokes back home.
Only she reached the opposite side of the ring, instead of a quiet corner of the hall, that seemed like some cafeteria and common room, and stumbled again, after several prisoners backing under the threatening sight of mister Tree poked her.
That attracted the brawny man, whom had the raccoon and mister Tree taken under their protection. Or, if she understood racoon's speech, as their property. He stopped looking around and glanced at her. Suddenly, he looked as surprised as she and it seemed, that he would mindlessly step forward. But why? What could she expect from him? She had never been too confident and even now immediately lowered her eyes and hid behind another hateful troll. Then the raccoon prodded the brawny man to continue and she ran.
She certainly couldn't calm herself or orientate during a few hours in here. Or think. And now she felt increasing panic and urgently needed to disappear from the crowd of outcasts. She ran up the stairs and passed a gallery with cell doors. No one else was paying attention to her. Most of the prisoners were still accompanying miss Green with insults, offences and hits, despite her proudly held head and look like everyone else was a scum and not something from her wildest dreams. Therefore, they either didn't bother to realize that she had been sprinting there or thought that she was about to prepare some unpleasant welcome like the others.
But she just slipped into her cell and closed the door. Well, she wasn't sure it could be called a cell. It didn't seem like someone was truly locked. Everyone moved freely and just guards stayed in their coops. Just her cell was slightly different. Usually, there were almost empty rooms without some system, but also a few bulletproof glass cells (or something that she would mark bulletproof glass on Earth) lockable from inside and probably from th guard's room. And they had placed her in one of them. She didn't know why. As far as she knew, she didn't belong to some special group of prisoners. No one had bothered to tell her what had she been accused of. Why had they jailed her. Or they did it and she didn't take notice due her shock. Or maybe she just seemed too vulnerable. But she was glad. Who knows what would happen, when the march of miss Green ends. The whole prison could begin a brawl and end it by a bloody revolt. She saw a lot of movies like that.
Therefore, she leaned on a back wall. Finally, she could breath out and try to dismiss the outside noise.
What the hell had she done, that she deserved it? Why couldn't she die? And a better question, why didn't she die? Nothing made sense, even the time didn't and the world stopped to spin around just a moment ago. When she woke up on the street of some sun-drenched town, she thought she was dreaming some terrible dream or that Triskelion had crashed and she'd fell out. But there were no ruins, just clean sidewalk, and stony flowerpots, so she wondered, why she hadn't been in a hospital as someone had to take her to safety.
Then she found out she could move, sat and everything started to twirl. She didn't know that place. She had never seen it. Even more, she remembered flashes, what could be fever dreams as well as short moments of consciousness and noticed a growing crowd of passers. Passers in some brown baggy dresses with... porcupine spines instead of hair. And when she started to look around, there were more. Brightly yellow man, someone bicolour with squirrel teeth, a lot of people, or what she wanted to mark as people even if they could be anything, in a uniform with helmets on their heads. They lifted her, uttered something monotonously and started to drag her away. Meanwhile, she tried to close and open her eyes and find out, that she was hallucinating. Or don't feel the pain in her head, that could mean a concussion. Anything that could tell her, that nothing was happening for real. And the less likely that was, the more confused she felt and the more the whirligig twirled.
But now the noise and shout grew louder instead of fading, and drifted along with miss Green. She opened her eyes and pressed herself to the glass door. The crowd gathered at the next cell. That was not good at all.
She still heard men and women shout the name Gamora and that she has something to look forward. And a list of what they were going to do to her for her crimes. They placed her right next to her. Poor Gamora. And poor she herself! She just hoped, that when they would come for Gamora, they'd skip her.