Hey all! Welcome to World Of Nightmares chapter 2! Thanks to everyone who has responded and followed and an extra special shout out to ninjadino721 who was my first revewer! This one will be what the guardians see. Then next chapter we get to see some ROCKET NIGHTMARES! R&R!
Disclaimer: All rights and characters go to Marvel 'sept the plot and waspy thingys. Those 're mine.
Peter quickly shot the remaining wasp (the one that had stung Rocket had died when the stinger was removed.) And ran over to Rocket. The raccoon was still and barely breathing. "F*ck, this is bad! This is really really f*cking bad!" Drax and Gamora had come to Peter's side and was eying their furry companion. "What happened?" The green assasin asked, struggling to keep the worry out of her voice, "What's wrong with him?"
"I dunno 'Mora, I think he got stung or somethin'." Peter replied. "Rocket? Rocket! Can you hear me?" The raccoon was unresponsive. "Perhaps we should tell Nova Prime?" Drax asked, "It is possible that she will know something that will help." Peter and Gamora nodded and as soon as Peter had scooped up the cybernetic animal they headed towards the Milano.
Apon arrival they got a welcoming "I am Groot!" From the corner that quickly turned frantic and questioning when Groot saw the limp raccoon in Peter's arms. He was recovering nicely from the crash and was almost twice the size of Rocket. The trigger-happy rodent had insisted that he not fight until he was fully grown. Groot had protested but the stubborn raccoon had stood his ground and eventually gotten his way. Mabey if Groot had come along this wouldn't have happened. Peter did not speak 'Groot' as well as Rocket but he assumed that he wanted to know what happened he set Rocket down as he explained, "He got stung by a wasp/alien thingy. We don't know why he's out." "The raccoon is not outside! He is here." Said Drax. "It's slang, Drax. It means he's unconscious." Gamora said as she entered. Peter went to go call Nova, leaving the two green aliens to argue.
Nova Prime was filling out a form when she was alerted to a call, annoyed at being called away from her work she opened the call without looking at who it was and snapped "And to who am I talking to?" "Err, Peter Quill?"
"Oh"
"About those wasp aliens, what do the stingers do?"
"Ah, one of you got stung did you?"
"Yeah."
"I did warn you, oh well. It's got a low level poison in it, if you get stung you will be sent into an almost deathlike sleep. They will wake up in around 3 hours." She explained. "Just out of curiosity, who was it?" Peter sighed, "Rocket." Nova Prime paused at that. "Err, than it may be a little while longer than 3 hours..." "What do you mean?" Peter asked, fearing the worst. "Due to his small body size it might be more like 24 hours." She replied, "Oh, and one more thing, There's a neurotoxin in the poison that causes terrifying nightm..." She was cut of by a animalistic, terrified, earsplitting shriek.