Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

- Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) by Emily Browning

"With all due respect Thanos, your daughter made this mess, and yet you summon me?" Ronan paced before the throne, staring up at the ominous Titan's back as he spoke, narrowing pale lavender eyes at him.

"I would lower my voice Accuser." The Other hissed, flashing red teeth at him.

"First, she lost a battle with a thief-" Ronan spat black lips curling.

"We placed Gamora under your charge-" The Other said, leaning forward accusingly. Nebula glanced up from her work, black eyes mildly curious of the exchange, the laser not even pausing in her work.

"- and then she was apprehended by the Nova Corp." Ronan continued.

"You are the one here with nothing to show for it!" The Other defended, his disfigured hands open and threatening.

"Your sources said that she meant to betray us the entire time!" Ronan snarled, baring blackened teeth at the Titan's back.

"LOWER YOUR TONE-!"

A sickening crunch filled the air...

Followed by a dull thud of the Other's body slumping to the ground.

Nebula glanced between them, black eyes wary and watchful of her Father.

Ronan stood taller, tilting his head back regally as he turned back to the Titan. "I only ask that you take this matter seriously..."

"...The only matter I do not take seriously boy, is you..." The Titan slowly turned in his chair, bright blue eyes sharp and cutting from his byzantium colored face. The deep carved lines in his jaw and chin only enhancing the brutal quality of his persona. "Your politics bore me. And your nature is that of a pouty child. And apparently, you alienated by favorite daughter Gamora..." He said, his eyes narrowing at the Kree.

Nebula sighed silently, shaking her head at her father's words.

"It would be easier to find the orb perhaps if I had something more to reassure me of your children's loyalty." He said boldly, stepping forward.

Nebula stiffened, glancing at Ronan questioningly.

The Kree Commander continued, boldly stepping closer. "There have been whisperings about a boy in your service. A Son of Thanos they call him..."

The Titan raised his head, regarding the former Kree Commander cooly. "You push your luck boy..."

"If I am to understand it, he is of no use to you now. Still recovering from his...training." Ronan said. "Think of it only as a bargaining chip, something to assure me that this alliance will indeed be met when it has finished. After all, how am I to know that I can trust your other daughter?" He said, gesturing to Nebula with his hammer as well.

The enormous being's eyes narrowed dangerously, and seemed to ruminate over the Kree's bargain. The giant inclined his massive head.

"I shall honor our agreement, Kree. I will grant you my apprentice for the time being until you bring Gamora back to me. If you return to me empty-handed again," He leaned forward, the powerful muscles of his body seeming to strain against the golden armor, "I will bathe the star ways with your blood."

Nebula stood, clicking off the laser and letting her arm snap back into place. "Thanks Dad, that sounds fair." She stepped back over to Ronan, leaning in close to his ear as she passed. "This is one fight that you won't win..."

Ronan turned, glancing back at the amaranthine skinned titan as he settled back onto his throne with a cruel grin. He narrowed his eyes, before turning to follow the young assassin. Perhaps. Perhaps not.

Chapter 1. DUN DUN DUN. XD

Okay. This was a ball to write, and I'm very excited for the next few chapters and taking on the other creatures of the galaxy! WOOHOO!