She wore it all of the time, and never removed it from around her neck. A piece of the Dark Aster after it crashed on Xandar. After they killed him. Her only love...Ronan the Accuser...
Now they will pay, all of them...but especially Peter Jason Quill. He's the one who stole the orb from Ronan in the first place and used it against him...
Cheyenne sighed, the tears pouring down her cheeks as she sobbed, twisting the only reminder of Ronan around her fingers. She couldn't believe he was gone, and he was never coming back...
Why? Why couldn't they leave things be? Why couldn't she be happy with Ronan after he planned to kill Thanos and destroy Xandar?
She rolled her eyes to herself. There was no use pointing the finger at anyone in particular. Every one of them were guilty. They had taken away her Ronan...the only reason she had to live was dead! He was goddamn dead!
A guttural growl rose in her throat as she collected her weapons and marched to war against the Guardians of the Galaxy. It was their turn to be judged now...and she planned to bring justice to her love...