I Am Hero (A guardians of the galaxy fanfiction)

by Kezzlebezzle

Captured and brought aboard the Kree warship the Dark Aster, Thalia Knight is forced to become a living weapon for the Kree extremist, Ronan the Accuser. Forced to commit disgusting acts, Thalia begins to lose her courage. But will she find her strength again, and maybe even gain love along the way?

1. The Dark Aster

Talia's(pronounced Tar-lee-a) POV

Deep breaths. In and out. Supplying vital energy to all the muscles. In perfect calm. My legs rest gently on each other as I meditate.

I have been in this cell for 36 hours by my count. One loaf of bread. A large jug of water. For some reason which I have not yet deduced, they want me alive.

Not that I need it. My body has been modified on a genetic level to create its own energy from the surrounding environment, hydrogen, oxygen whatever there is, synthesised into a sustainable food source.

This is the Kree warship called the Dark Aster. When I first came, I hoped to make an escape route. Now I know that escape is impossible until I find the ship's security codes. And the ship's security codes lie with it's Master. This . . . this Ronan . . . the Accuser. Time to go catch me a Kree.

I stretch my body up and rise.

Taking a deep breath, I bend over and start screaming.

"Aahhhh! Help me! Help me please!"

The guards respond in impressive time. They rush into the cell. I spring into action.

I drive my elbow into the side of the first guard's head. There is no need to stop and wait. I know my strikes are always successful.

My body slides to the side as I dodge a strike from the second. Leaping into the air, I lash out my leg. He grunts as tumbles forward. Ten seconds strike time. I've beat the last record.

I take a small knife from the guard's pocket and start to move. My mind does not analyse the design of the ship. It is not important. I have my mission and it will be completed.

The layout is simple. The glowing blue orbs lead to the Bridge. Where I will inevitably find Ronan.

"Halt!"

A loud female voice pierces through the air behind me. I turn around. Nebula.

That bitch nearly beat me half to death when I was brought here. Of course I healed in no time. But she's on my bad books. Not a good place to be.

"Return to your cell or die!" she bellows, drawing the stun bar.

"Be silent Nebula. I seek an audience with your Master. Grant me this and I will return to my cell with no problems."

"Lord Ronan sees no one."

"Then I guess I'll have to get his attention."

Drawing my weapon, I lunge.

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