Hi! I'm really glad that I'm not the only one who digs this pairing! I know my Nebula is not really in character so I will try to make her more in character... But I have no knowledge of the comics, so I'm just going on what I've seen in the movie which isn't a lot.. Whatevs! Enjoy!
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"Ooh yeah! Bring it back!"
"Peter! Will you stop that!"
"I'm going to be sick!"
Peter was making the Milano do loop the loops while he danced. Every so often he'd come back and spin the wheel, making Gamora yell at him and causing Rocket to be sick. Right then, Gamora REALLY hated the half-terran.
"Peter! Stop that! We have a call from Nova Prime!" She shouted at the man. Peter stopped the loop the loops, much to Rockets relief, but did not stop dancing.
"Ooh child everything-"
"Shut UP!" Yelled Rocket, effectively bringing Drax into the cockpit, holding a potted Groot.
"I am Groot?" Asked the tree.
"No I'm not OK! That idiot has been-Uurrh! Move!" Rocket sprinted past Drax just as Nova Prime appeared on the screen. She looked at the disgruntled group and the still dancing Peter, and decided not to ask.
"We have a new mission for you," she started. Nova Corps usually called on the Guardians when there was something they couldn't handle going on. Or it was too far away to get there in time.
"We need you to head down to Knowhere. There's a group of Ronan sympathizers wrecking the place- and they're threatening to come here."
"Ooh child..."
"Mr Quill! Really!"
Peter stopped dancing and had the grace to look ashamed. He was the leader after all. "Sorry."
Nova Prime glared at him before continuing. "According to our sources, they're nearing the Collectors place. Get in there before the Collecter gets over here." The screen turned black.
"Oh yeah, that guy was CREEPY," shuddered Peter.
"Just drive the ship, Peter," sighed Gamora. Really Peter could be such a pain.
Drax simply shrugged and walked away. "I will never understand those two," he told Groot. Groot shrugged as well.
"I am Groot."
"I am glad you can relate."
Nebula stepped out into the hustle and bustle of Knowhere for the first time in 3 months. She let herself be swept away by the crowd, blending in. A few eyed her suspiciously, as she was Kree, but none screamed and alerted the police. Good, her disguise was working.
She stepped into a shop and looked around. There was a strange assortment of clothes, some familiar, some unfamiliar. She weaved her way in and out, looking for something suitable to wear. Not really looking at the clothes, she grabbed a few that looked okay enough, paid for them, then melted into the crowd once again.
After changing into a loose yellow top accompanied by blue shorts and knee length black boots she headed out again, this time making her way to a ship, where she'd be able to apply for a job in Nova Corps. Her plan was to get close to Gamora, and then take her place by killing her and then take down the rest. She was so focused on how she was going to kill Gamora, she didn't notice the Ronan sympathizers until she was knocked off her feet by a blast.
"We're taking over this place!" the leader shouted. "Everyone will line up for inspection! If you are not worthy, you shall be killed! This is a revolution!"
The others behind him cheered. There was screaming and shouting, as thousands of desperate aliens tried to get away. Children clung to their parents, others barricaded themselves in their homes, and some were taking up arms. Nebula was one of them.
With a war cry she rushed up to the group and began gunning them down. There was a huge BANG as another bomb went off, and Nebula and the fighters fought against the revolutionists. She slammed the butt of her gun into one of their heads, then kicked one of them over using her super strength. Her entire existence was built on hate and war. This was what she lived for.
She stabbed one using her knife, and slashed him across the face. He fell to the ground screaming. Nebula proceeded to cut him again, and again and again, then shoved him down a hill, knocking all of his companions over. She felt herself lose balance (damn those boots!) and tumble down the other side of the hill. She hit the ground once, twice, three times, and then she felt the air rushing past her face and knew she was going to hit it again-
"Are you alright?" A pair of warm arms caught her. She blinked and gazed straight up into the concerned face of none other than the leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy, Peter Quill.
"You!" was all she managed to gasp, before she passed out.
Peter stared at the blood covered woman in his arms, then looked up at his team. They were doing fine without him. He hitched her up into a more comfortable position, and ran back to the Milano. She needed medical attention-now.
So, it's close to Nebula's (or should I say Penumbra's?) and Peter's first bit of alone time together! What will happen? Also, does anybody have a ship name for the two? I just cant think of anything that would go together...
