Just an FYI first ever story on Fanfic so lets see how this goes. I've just had this idea for quite awhile and thought I might as well get it out there sooooooo :) Enjoy
"So this is the thing he actually fought a guard over?" I asked as I plopped down onto one of the comfy chairs in the break room and fiddled with the weird media player. It was bright yellow and much thicker than any of the comms units that I'd used or had been used in the past century.
"Yep" my mentor said in the corner flipping through the files. If there was anything I always like putting off with my job, it was the paperwork and I was glad someone else was doing it for me. After all it wasn't like I had helped make a major breakthrough today with catching four criminals. I plopped my feet down on the table in front of me to recline and received a glare.
"Sorry" I apologized. After a couple seconds of silence I decided to exactly see what the deal was behind the player as I placed the earpiece on my head. Loud weird music blared from it. It wasn't at all what I had been expecting. The guy had gotten beaten up over trying to save a music player? There was absolutely nothing special about it. Suddenly the lights began to flicker on and off along with a loud blaring noise.
"Security Breach! Security Breach" an automated voice put in. My mentor and I both stood up with our guns out of our holsters. The automatic doors opened to find a guy of about 6 ft in a mask standing there. It was a dead give away though when I spotted the familiar red leather jacket on.
"Oh 'sup Perse" I could hear his muffled voice say as he shot my mentor in the leg. It had to have been on some sort of stun setting because his leg hadn't been nearly blasted off.
"Give me it" he said with a nod. I laughed at him.
"Get back in your cell then Star Guy" I purposely messed up his nickname as we stood at gunpoint.
"Star Lord" he corrected. There were more guards approaching as I helped stall.
"Fine then it's coming to this then" With surprise on his side he knocked my gun out of my hand and used one arm to hold me against him as we walked together through the halls to the hanger.
"Oh my gosh you idiots shoot him. He is literally a walking target right now. He's wearing red you can't miss him!" I shouted at the guards who were pausing.