Kidnapped
A/N: Hi guys! I'm new to FF world and thought I'd try my hand at a crossover featuring Skye as the main character. This story will be about seeing her grow into the persona we all know as Quake. It will be a mega-crossover but for now, the storyline will follow the Guardians of the Galaxy. We'll have to see if the story changes or not when Skye gets added to the mix. The story will start just after Skye gets her powers in the Kree Temple in San Juan.
This chapter will be mostly in Skye's point of view as she is starting our story off but we will add more of other characters thoughts as we along.
~1~ is a scene break.
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel! If I had Phil Coulson would have met up with the Avengers again by now!
Here is part one of the Quake Chronicles.
I hope you enjoy the story!
Skye couldn't believe where she was right now. When she went to the Temple, everything happened all so quickly.
One minute, she had been ensnared in this sort of cocoon and then the next she was looking at Trip's face that had turned to stone. He was collapsing to dust until there wasn't anything left of him.
If she hadn't of felt the need to stop Raina and the insane urge to go into the temple, she wouldn't have left Coulson alone and forced Trip to go into the room with her to protect her.
Trip was dead! That was all she could think as she escaped from the cocoon the mist had trapped her in.
After that, it was all simply a blur. She noticed that an earthquake started to destroy the building and it collapsed a lot of the stone where the entrance to the room was. Enough so that Mack and Coulson, who seemed to have tried to get the temple to open, could grab her and get the others to May, who was waiting at the top of the pitch black hole that she and the team used to get down into the Temple. Mack had to carry her as she just now realized how exhausted she was. Skye would have been embarrassed more if she had been more awake. She didn't want the knowledge that she had to be carried like a little girl and have Trip's death on her mind right now.
Skye couldn't stop thinking about Trip's death and how it was all her fault. She should never have gone into the Temple. She didn't know that Trip wasn't going to follow her so she probably couldn't have stopped him saving her. It still didn't elevate her conscience.
"Have we got everyone?" Coulson was asking. They had only just got out and he was pretty sure there was no-one behind him but he hadn't gotten a chance to check that everyone had gotten out, though he knew he should have checked. He was just so worried about Skye. She had been locked in that Temple with Raina and the Obelisk that turns people to stone. He was so worried about her. He didn't like how he wasn't there to protect her. He wants to protect everyone on his team. Not just because it was his responsibility and duty as their Director but because they had come to be family to him. He felt like he was the father of the group. It was his duty to make all the decisions and make sure that they were all safe and sound: he hasn't felt like he's done that duty well today.
Then he noticed someone was indeed missing. "Where's Trip? Has anyone seen him? Last I saw he went after you, Skye."
They all turned to face her, wondering the same thing, worried now that they also couldn't see their missing teammate and friend.
When they turned to face her they knew something was wrong. It was written on Skye's face, the devastation and the guilt.
"He- He..." she started to stammer out but couldn't as her shoulders started shaking.
Coulson frowned, about to make his way towards her as she started to cry. She'd become like a daughter to him during their time at S.H.I.E.L.D. There was nothing he'd not do for any of his agents but for Skye especially he'd do anything, as shown when he used the same drug that brought him back to life on her after she'd been shot. He didn't like it whenever she was upset and always wanted to comfort her.
However, He didn't make it more than two steps when, in the brightness of the moon, they saw a huge ship come to hover above them and by huge he meant massive. Before they could take cover and arm themselves, unsure if they were friend or foe but not taking any chances, a huge beam of light shot out from the ship till it encompassed Skye.
Immediately she was pulled up, kicking and screaming for Coulson to help her, trying to get out of the beam but couldn't.
In the blink of an eye she was there and the next she wasn't. She was taken away from them by an unknown spaceship that immediately flew off into the night. They were left, standing in front of a ruined temple with a missing and recently kidnapped teammate. They knew though, once their minds fully registered they were both gone that they would do anything they could to get them both back.
~1~
Skye blinked against the dim light of the room she now found herself in. Then she blinked again, this time in shock, as aliens, real proper aliens stood leering around her.
It made her more scared than ever today. Then she notices, as do the others as they start to look a bit nervous, that the ship around them is shaking.
"All right, back off! Let me see what we caught here this time," said a voice coming from behind all the aliens, who all looked like men, at least she thought they did, and they parted to let someone through. From what she could see, the first part she noticed of the new alien, for he certainly was that, was his head. For one thing, his skin was blue and then she noticed this sort of red strip of what looked like metal or something. She didn't have a clue what it was. The rest of him was covered in leather and she could also just see something poking out of his trousers, it looked like it was an arrow but it was hard to see in the dim lighting. "My, what have we here? It seems we've grabbed another Terran, boys!" He said and the other aliens cheered.
"Just like you said to, boss," said an alien to his right. Huh, the blue man must be the leader and he's probably like a second in command or something, she realised.
"Yes, our scanners picked up amazing readings from you, Terran. Specifically, they picked up vibrations coming from within you spreading outwards. Very powerful vibrations indeed. With a little training you could work for us, everything would be easy pickings for us with a power like that, wouldn't it boys!" The aliens again cheered but Skye got the feeling they didn't have a clue what their leader meant. She didn't have a clue what he meant about the vibrations either. "Or I could sell you to the highest bidder and get a fortune off you. I haven't quite made up my mind up yet."
"Can't we eat her, boss?" asked the same alien as before.
"No!" said the leader, looking like he's about to strike the other alien in his anger. "No, I've made up my mind. With powers like hers... think of the things we could steal and no-one would notice it's happened before it's too late. We're going to keep her and she's going to work for us."
Skye had blanched at the mention of them eating her. They weren't going to get a bite out of her. Anyway, who even thinks of eating others. It was both disgusting and horrifying.
She hated how they talking as if she weren't there, as though her opinions didn't matter. Well, there was no way she was going to work for them. For one thing, it would go against everything she learnt at S.H.I.E.L.D and when she made it back home, not if, she wouldn't be able to look Coulson in the eye, knowing he would be so disappointed with her: him and the rest of the team. Yes, it would be tough to get out of the ship, she'd imagine, especially giving how physically and emotionally exhausted she was because of the events from the last few days but she would never work for them. She wanted to get back home and if the only way to do that was by fighting through these aliens then so be it. Plus, she'd gathered enough that it seemed they stole from other people for a living. They were like Space Pirates, pillaging and plundering everywhere they go, having no care for what they may leave in their wake.
She spat at the leaders face as she stood up. The other aliens roared and charged at her, wanting to grab her and punish her for that slight against their boss but were held back by the leader who had held out his arms to stop them moving forward. The leader, it was getting annoying saying that in her head all the time, casually wiped the spit off his face, though she saw him stiffen so she knew he was not as calm as he looked, and then he whistled. A long piercing sound that rang in her head long after it finished. God, that noise hurt her head. That all went away though with the shock of what happened next. The object in his belt, which was certainly an arrow, she could see that now, zoomed towards her. In that moment, she forgot her training, she didn't react, she just stood stock still and waited for the arrow to hit. It would have been over in a second but the arrow stopped an inch from her head, just between her eyes, making her go cross-eyed trying to look at it.
As her heart started to beat again, she said, "I'm never going to work for you, never!" and fixed him with the evilest glare she could.
"Hey, what the hell is happening here?" asked another man from behind all the aliens.
"Ah, Quill, just the man I was about to send for. Meet your new assignment: you're to train this Terran and get her to become one of us Ravagers. Can you do that, my boy?" It was clear to Skye that he was trying to act all fatherly but she could tell an order when she saw one. The leader wouldn't take no for an answer.
The new man pushed himself through the crowd of aliens to stand next to the leader. He was in a similar sort of outfit to his leader but he had a much shorter, tight-fitting leather coat. He also wasn't blue. In fact, he looked Human, just like her with pale white skin, brown eyes and short, light brown hair that was slight wavy at the front of his face. What would any Human be doing with these evil Space Pirates, unless he was kidnapped himself and couldn't find a way out, meaning that there was hardly any hope for herself getting out? Until she can be sure of his motives and purpose of being here, she won't trust him one bit, even though he seems to be Human.
His eyes widened in shock when he saw her, lucking a little dusty and a bit cut up, but also with an arrow in front of her face. "Terran, she's a Terran," he realised. "What is going on here, Yondu? Why is your arrow pointing at her head?" He shot a narrowed look at the leader, whose name is apparently Yondu, and there's also Quill who seems to be on her side. That was good, it seems she may need help getting off the ship though that dented her pride to admit that, what with being trained to defend herself. It was such a shame that she hadn't gotten to the part where she was taught how to get out of these sorts of situations yet. That would have come in real handy right about now.
She must admit though, she didn't have a clue what the word Terran meant and why they kept saying she was one.
"Watch your tone boy, or I'll feed you to the Ravagers," Yondu growled.
Quill rolled his eyes, it seemed to be old news to him like Yondu made the threat several times but never went through with it.
The rest of these... Ravagers, as Yondu calls them, now look like they want to eat both her and Quill. It was creeping her out very much. It's just, who eats people these days.
"I want you to teach this girl," Yondu sneered at her, "everything I taught you about being a Ravager and to help her with her powers. You'll be responsible for her. If she doesn't co-operate I'll feed you both to the Ravagers."
Quill looked at Yondu, incredulous, "train her? Powers? What are you talking about, and, wait a minute, she's from Terra, did you just kidnap her?"
"We picked up a very strong vibration coming from Terra. We tracked the signal and pinpointed it to the girl. It seems she has vibration powers. I want you to train her so that soon she'll be ready to work for us. Other than that I want nothing to do with her. Now, get on with it."
He looked darkly at her one last time and left, taking the arrow with him which zoomed straight back to him when he whistled a command. It made her wince again and the pounding in her head came back for a few seconds before she managed to shake it off. God, listening to people whistle never used to hurt so much. The other aliens followed his lead, throwing one last hunger-filled look at her and Quill.
Finally, she could breathe again. It was like, her mind and body had just frozen with the arrow threating to kill her at any second. If she even moved half a centimetre forwards the arrow would impale her and she would be dead. This meant no escaping the ship and no getting back to the team. So she was just trying to stay still and not talk for fear that Yondu would change his mind and just kill her, then feed her to the Ravagers.
"Well," said Quill, stepping up towards her, making her jump and trip over her own two feet, causing her to fall against a wall. She closed her eyes in shame, now that was very stupid. This was a part of her training that she should have remembered to do automatically: be aware of her surroundings at all times. She should never let her guard down, she should have been aware that Quill was still here and she should have been on the defence around him as she wasn't sure yet that she could trust him. "I'm not going to hurt you. I swear. I'm not like them. You don't have to be afraid of me." Quill had stopped walking towards her when he saw her back away from him like a frightened caged animal, though she technically was that. She had been captured by Yondu after all, and it didn't seem likely that he was ever going to release her, just like him. He held out his hands to show he was unarmed and not going to hurt her.
Skye still wasn't going to trust him though. "Even though you look Human, which I'm not sure I totally believe, you're working with Yondu and those Space Pirates."
He chuckled a bit at that, Space Pirates, he'd never heard of them being called that before. "They're Ravagers," he corrected her, still keeping his distance from her, "and I am a Human. They're not that bad once you get to know them, well, Yondu more than the others maybe."
She raised an eyebrow, not believing that for a second. They did just kidnap her after all and they seem to want to eat her. She didn't know how Quill could be so nonchalant about that.
"Fine, don't' take my word for it, but I'm sorry, I really am as there's no way out of this. You're stuck here, same as I am. You're going to have to work for him and forget about your life on Terra because you are never going back. Now, I'm tired and you look like your going to drop dead so I'll show you where you'll be sleeping and we'll get started tomorrow. By the way, my name's Peter Quill, also known as StarLord. What's your name?"
She couldn't believe he just told her to forget her life. There was no way she was going to stay here and work for Yondu as Peter here seems capable of doing. No, she was going to escape, one way or another, she was no-ones' prisoner. She would escape with or without Peter's help. Hang on... "did you just give yourself a title? Hardly anyone does that anymore. What kind of name is StarLord?"
"It's a very cool name, thank you very much," said Peter, "I guess I'm one of those people who are special and unique enough to receive one."
"Yeah, who gave you that title. What made you so special that you deserve it?"
"I gave it to myself."
"Right, so it's just another man with a ginormous ego I'm dealing with here. Great!"
"Fine, don't call me that then. It'll be just Peter to you."
"Okay then. My name's Skye, by the way." She felt a bit bad at going at him like this, especially since he might still be the only chance she has of getting off of this ship. She's going to have to be nice to him and be around him quite a lot it seems, so it should just be best that they at least try to get along now. Even though he said that she was stuck here she wasn't taking no for an answer and she was going to escape somehow. However, until she learns more about this ship and its occupants she was going to have to lay low so as to not get eaten by the Ravagers or sold by Yondu. It seemed the best way to do that was to stick with Peter who seemed to know more about this place and everyone in it.
"Skye, do you have a last name?"
"No, just Skye," thinking about last names made her think of her parents and what she'd recently learnt about them. She still couldn't believe her mother was gone, ripped to pieces by Whitehall if her father was to be believed and she had a feeling that when it came to her and her mother, he wouldn't lie to her. She didn't even get to meet her. Her father, on the other hand, she wishes she didn't meet. He was a monster. That was all she thought of him as. Although he told her her name was apparently Daisy, she didn't want anything to do with him. She was going to stick with Skye.
"Okay," Peter drawled out, quite concerned given Skye's part angry, part devasted expression. He'd have to remember not to bring up last names around Skye then as it seems to bring up bad memories it seems. "C'mon, the rooms this way."
Skye tried to memorise the passages but she was just so exhausted she almost immediately forgot. They soon arrived in the middle of a hallway in front of a door that almost blended into the wall. If she was on her own she'd have likely walked past it not noticing. "Here we are, home sweet home." Peter typed in a quick code on a keypad next to the door which swung open to reveal quite the messy room. Clothes were draped across furniture and on the floor. There were small nicknacks all over the small desk he had and there was also an old cassette player lying on one of the beds. HE must be from Earth then, all these things didn't seem alien to her. He must be from old times though as she was sure no-one used cassette players anymore.
"Sorry about the mess," Peter mumbled, as he started to try to tidy the room a bit. "Wasn't expecting visitors, especially not from Terra."
"You lot keep saying that but I don't have a clue as to what that means. I'm from Earth, we both are, aren't we?"
"Yes, I was, kidnapped just like you were at a much younger age than you. Terra is another name most aliens use instead of Earth. Guess I just picked up the habit."
Her eyes widened at the admission that he was kidnapped just like she was. She had speculated it but... "If you were kidnapped, why do you work for Yondu and the Ravagers. Why haven't you escaped?"
"I have tried to when I was younger, but there's hardly anything for me on Earth so I thought new life, why not embrace it? So I did all I could to survive in space and at the time that meant not getting eaten by the Ravagers. Then it just so ended up where I was from then on working for them. What about you, what about your old life?"
"For one thing, it's not old, I'll be going back someday soon. Second, I can't tell you what I did, It's classified."
"So you work for some top-secret government facility then."
"Can't tell you anything else, that's what classified means."
"Okay, then. Which bunk do you want, top or bottom?"
"Bottom, thanks, as long as you don't mind?"
"No, it's fine. It's easy to change to the top."
"I'll go up there if the bottom was your bed," She was already invading his personal space and he was going to be spending some time teaching her this new world she'd walked into. He's been kind to her so far, she didn['t want to deprive him of anything else.
"Skye, it's fine. Here, take these and change in the bathroom. I doubt you want to sleep in those clothes," he said, pushing her towards a door next to his desk.
She let him push her, though she didn't feel right taking his stuff. He was right though, she couldn't wait to get out of her clothes. They were probably salvageable but she'd wash them tomorrow. She was tired and just wanted to go to sleep. She was hoping that in the morning she'd wake up from this nightmare and be back with the team, ready to head to another mission.
Once she'd tidied up and entered the main bedroom again she could see Peter on the top bunk, headphones on, listening to his cassette music with his head bouncing along to the beat. He noticed her though and quickly took them off and put them under his pillow. she could see he'd changed while she'd been out.
"Night Skye," he said.
"Night Peter," she reached across on the bed and flicked the switch next to her, correctly thinking it was for the lights in the room as the slowly went out.
A/N: So, here's the first chapter! What do you guys think?