Crimson is a 28 year old woman. When she was 2 her parents put her up for adoption. Little did they know a year later she would be placed with the Ravagers from some far off planet. She was forced to learn their ways and steal stuff. When she got there though, she had a little bit of comfort, in the form of a 10 year old boy named Peter. He was abducted by the lead Ravager when he was 10, and showed her the ropes, since he had been on the ship for a little over 2 years.
Crimson had long blue hair, pale skin, freckles splattering her arms, legs, and face, hazel brown eyes, and long eyelashes. Although she was the only girl on an all-male ship, they treated her the same. Maybe because she had one side of her head shaved, but that's beside the point.
Usually she wore a black tank top, white washed ripped jeans, black combat boots that had the 'double jump' effect on them as she called it, and a blackish-blueish trench coat. Her weapon of choice was a long shot gun looking Taser gun. It shot out tiny bullets, when on impact exploded around the target. She could control the power of the bullets by turning a knob on the side of it, changing it from stun to kill in seconds.
Crim was snoring loudly when she was awoken from her sleep by the horrible banging of metal against metal. She opened her eyes slightly and saw her big-brother like figure standing in the door. He had a terrific grin on his face, saying that he was enjoying every emotion that crossed her face. Her face turned from confused to horrified when she realized she was late. She and Peter were going out to find an orb for a buyer.
"Nope, nope nope nope nope nope." Crim said. "Yondu is going to…" She started to say, then stopped when she heard the high pitched whistle come from Yondu's mouth and his arrow darted over to her forehead.
"I will what?" Yondu asked. Crim sighed.
"Nothing." She said as she darted around the room putting on clothes over the shorts and tank top she slept in. "OK give me a minute to put on some makeup." She said, waving Peter off as he approached her.
"We are leaving in five." He said, and Crim nodded. She put on concealer under her bruised eyes, and eyeliner on her eye lids, adding a few dots of light pink lipstick to her lips. Then she slid on her trench coat and grabbed her Taser gun. She was about to exit her room when she noticed a thick leather utility belt. Shrugging she grabbed it and wrapped it around her waist. In it were a few bombs, electro-magnetic high techy stuff that could pull a paper clip from 20 miles away. It also had a small folded up photograph of her and the rest of Yondu's crew (Including Peter). They were family.
Then she sprinted out the door, locking it behind her, to Peter's ship. It was orange and blue, and had jagged wings shooting out from the back of it. In the front middle was the 'driver's pit' as Crim liked to call it, with glass forming a spherical shape around it. Peter was standing on the loading dock to the ship, grinning his famous grin like he usually did. Crim skipped up next to him, frowning at the fact that she was still 5' 8", 6 inches shorter than he was. Yondu walked up to them, his hands behind his back.
He was had dark blue skin, and a metal piece running across the middle of his scalp, which let him control his arrow. He wore a long brown coat that went down to the ground, and a dark shirt and dark pants underneath. A belt wrapping around his torso, carrying his arrow. Over his pants were black strapped boots.
"Remember the deal, Quill, you get the orb and bring it straight back to me." Yondu said, pushing back the side of his coat to reveal the arrow as sort of a warning.
"I know, Yondu, I promise." Peter said, backing into the ship. Crim followed and waved to Yondu as the docking door shut.
"Ok, I'm going to go have a nap." Crim said, heading off to a makeshift room. Peter grabbed her arm.
"Nope, I'm having a nap and you're driving, I stayed up for the last two nights and I'm tired as heck." He said. Crim opened her mouth to retaliate but he held up a finger. "Unless you want to stay here." He said. Crim sighed.
"Ffffffffffffine." She said, steering herself to the driver's pit. When she sat down her hand fell on top of a small wrapped gift. Crim slid her hand over it to get a better grip, trying to grab it.
"Don't touch that." Peter said, stalking over and snatching it up, gently setting it down in a drawer. Then he stalked off to the makeshift room. Crim sighed and turned everything on, lifting the ship out of its parked position. She shot off into space, preparing herself for the long hours ahead. Finally, she got bored, and did the one girlish thing that she only did in private, hummed.
The notes came out in a beautiful harmony. She hummed the tune, remembering she had heard Yondu whistling it. Of course, it had killed people while he whistled it, but it still had a sweet melody. When she felt she had repeated it too many times, she decided to stop, focusing on what was ahead of her.
Something gleamed out of the corner of her eye, and she realized it was the piece that Peter wore behind his ear to activate the metal mask. She felt curiosity bubble inside of her. She reached out her hand to grab it, then pulled it back, turning towards the vast space in front of her once more. After 2 long minutes the curiosity had filled her up to the top, and she couldn't help it anymore. She grabbed it and held it in front of her eyes. She could see it had a small button on it, it was curved slightly to fit his ear.
"You're like a child, you can't stop touching things." Peter said from behind her. She groaned, just two more seconds and she would put the mask on. She threw the piece behind her, hearing it hit Peter' s hand. "Get some sleep." He said, and Crim got up, Peter replacing her.
"Thanks, Peter." She said, walking over to the 'room' with the bed in it. She climbed down the small ladder and dropped down onto the bed, falling asleep.
When Crim awoke she felt refreshed. She walked over to the ladder and climbed out. The searing light that met her when she opened the hatch told her that they were close to a sun, which was not very close to Morag, their destination. She stumbled over to the driver's pit, leaning on the back of Peter's chair.
"Peter, why are we not at Morag?" She asked.
"I have to pick someone up." He answered simply. She sighed, and sat in the chair next to him. Her eyes wandered around the room when she noticed that a wire was hanging out of the bottom of the dashboard. It was green with a black stripe around it, and with all of her years of working on ships for Yondu, she knew it controlled the window suction. The panel holding that held in all of the wires was on the floor, the screws sitting next to it. The air started sucking out of the ship, and Peter put on his mask.
He tried to help Crim get a mask of her own. She brushed him off and sucked in a huge gulp of air, slamming down onto the floor, and grabbed the tool box a few feet away. She grabbed some electrical tape and a wrench from it, trying hard to hold in her air. Crim went to work immediately, finding the wire's appropriate companion and twisted the inner cable together, wrapping the tape around them once tied. She grabbed the panel hurriedly, her vision was turning black at the corners. Someone had clearly taken the panel off as an act of sabotage, or maybe hate. I mean Peter had met many ladies over the year, could one of them held a grudge? Finally, the beeping and red flashing lights that she was vaguely aware of stopped, and she gasped for air.
"God, Quill, lock you ship up at night." She managed between breaths, settling back into the chair. She started to hum again, and had only ever sung in front of Peter before. Crim had trusted him with the secret that she had magical abilities to sing. Her head hit the back of the chair, and soon she dozed off, and for a long time. A nightmare startled her out of her sleep, and she looked over at Peter. His hair was a little more mussed up than usual, but thankfully he hadn't noticed. She sighed. Now she knew who he had picked up.
Seriously Peter? I fall asleep for two hours and you find some girl to make-out with? You need parental supervision.
She breathed a sigh of relief and saw that on the tracker they were about to land on Morag. Her hands fumbled to unbuckle her seatbelt as she excitedly got up, grabbing a small knife off the weapon stand as a little more protection.
She felt the startling jolt of the ship hit the dusty grey ground. She grabbed a mask off the wall, setting it to transform the unsafe air out there into breathable stuff. Then she flipped the switch that opened the docking door and skipped out onto the surface, random geysers erupting around her.
Peter followed, taking out a small device, and turned it on. Crim noticed he had his mask on, it had red circles for where the eyes would be, and the rest of it was an unknown substance of mystery metal. Apparently able to protect one's face from any harsh elements, including Space.
Once the device finished scanning, it made a huge representation of what life used to be like, in a blue hue. It highlighted in red the path to what they were getting. Crim and Peter walked along the path, rubble and broken buildings crunched under their feet. Crimsom stopped when she saw what the device had generated. She bent down next to it.
A small girl played around with her dog, petting him and laughing. This may have been an actual child. Her life stripped away from her by the unknown. All of this had been destroyed by that said unknown substance (or being), but what was it? Ripping her eyes away from the sight, Crim stood and ran to catch up with Peter.
Finally they reached a huge temple, its door broken and crumbling. The wind started to pick up, thrashing around Crim's coat. She dug her hands in her pockets, willing them to warm up.
Once they stepped inside it felt like the wind had stopped, but it was still just as cold. It was dripping with brownish water, forming huge puddles on the floor. Different debris had fallen onto the floor, either huge boulders, or small rocks. Crim looked back at Peter, he had reached up and retracted his mask, showing his face. He put on his orange padded headphones and clipped his Sony Walkman to his belt. He clicked the play button, starting 'Come and Get Your Love', one of his favorites.
The truth is his mother gave it to him, along with the mixtape he had when Yondu picked him up from Earth. Crim sighed, a sad smile on her face. If only she had something to commemorate Earth, and the few good thing about it. She laughed out loud when she noticed that Peter had started to dance, twirling around to the music while still moving forward.
Crim skipped ahead of him, seeing rat-like creatures scurry across the ground. One was climbing on a boulder when Peter picked it up and sung to it like it was a microphone. Crim jumped into puddles, Feeling the water splash up onto her jeans. She was thankful that her boots were water-proof.
When they both came to a small ravine, water flowing through it and giant sea-serpents splashing around, they both gave each other a grin. Crim took a few steps back and ran at the crack jumping twice at the drop-off. She bounced up a couple feet in the air, flying over the churning water filled with ugly, scaled creatures. She turned around to face Peter.
He pressed a button and turned on small rockets on each shoe, propelling him across the creatures as well. When he landed beside Crim he took off again dancing. She shook her head, taking off her mask and tucked it away for later. She ran off after Peter, splashing in as many puddles as she could.
They both reached a huge wall, two humongous doors stood there. Peter pulled out a little lock-breaker, and turned it a few times when he put it onto the lock of the doors. They cracked open and Crim and Peter pushed them. The doors groaned in protest as they did. Peter's song ended, and he took off his headphones, tucking them into his belt so they wouldn't fall out. Crim and Peter stared at the sight before them, the purple light reflecting off of their eyes.
Thank you for all the support, and omg, 28 views in three days? I must be the chosen one... Anyways, I will update every three days, four if I'm lazy. Thanks! (Review if you want, I'm always open to suggestions)