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The Signs that Yondu Care. Part 14.

Walking to Oblivion

Chapter Two

Peter stepped back, almost falling into the snow before a strong arm grabbed him, and he looked up into the face of an Arcturan male. He had short grey hair, which he had brushed back. He had an authoritative air, just like Yondu, and Peter felt a tremble of fear at the sight of him.

"Who are you boy?". The man's face Perter looked up at the man, he was wearing the long coat of the Ravagers, and his gold flame was like Yondu's.

Peter had noticed that each generation was different, his was plain, while Peter's had two stitched gold flames. He looked about Yondu's age, but there was a glimmer in his eyes which showed friendliness.

The Ravager just frowned at the Peter, perhaps sizing him up and Peter began to feel very apprehensive at this man but noticed while he looked stern, he didn't seem unkind.

"Who are you boy?" He asked Peter once more and could see only half of his mouth moved. Perhaps it was a birth defect, or he had been punched in the face too many times

Peter struggled to find his words, and just stared at the man, as a second Ravager came forward, and Peter just blinked. Up to this point, Peter had no idea that women could be Ravagers, and this woman was beautiful

If you could compare her to a Terran, she looked Chinese or Malaysian, and so beautiful, Peter could only stare while the woman just chucked.

"Stakar, I think you're scaring him, and he doesn't know who you are."

The Ravager released his arm from Peter, and he took a step back, wanting to run but wanting to stay and talk with this beautiful woman, who's smile lit up her face. Her body was so well toned under her long coat, she looked she could beat anyone single handed. Her eyes were so gentle, and she smiled at Peter the same way a mother would smile at her child.

She said almost playfully to Peter just to banish any hesitation. "Child, this the great Captain Stakar of the House of Ogord. You may know him as "Star Hawk", now what might your name be?"

"Star Hawk, like Star-Lord, Peter almost said before his mind dried up at their presence to the point he had forgotten his own name until he stammered out. "Peter Quill".

It wasn't as if he could introduce himself as "Star-Lord". He knew that was stupid…this guy clearly had earned the right to call himself whatever he wanted.

"Peter…that's interesting. So where are you from?"

"Xander," Peter said with no hesitation, Yondu had taught him to claim that at all times. Terran's were rare, but no one cared about Xandarian's.

"And who's your Captain", the man asked, as everyone turned around to the sounds of Yondu's feet crunching n the snow.

"Quill, who you talking too…Ogord", Yondu just grinned seeing the Captain, and the pair shook hands in friendship, talking for a moment at "how long's it been, and how are you?", the typical pleasantries in life before turning back to Peter, who began to feel very unnerved at all this.

"See you met my crewman". Yondu said, throwing his arm over Peter's shoulder, not even registering how under the red coat and thick jumper, it was all skin and bone.

"Your crewman, he's a little bit young to be in the red isn't he?" since Peter looked younger than his age, in the coat, with the sleeves he was forcing to pull up, which caused Yondu to shake his head, clearly being a master bull shitter

"Picked the boy up, a few years ago, an orphan. Kids a natural Ravager. Just a bit on the slow side at times."

Internally Peter felt pissed and a moment of acknowledgement. Yondu was right, he was slow and useless, and he knew that. No point denying it, just declare it to the world.

While the woman just cocked her head and looked interested in Peter's expression. "Is he a good Captain, Peter". She may have meant to sound jovial, but Peter could hear the edge in her voice at the question, which caused him to nod his head.

"He's good, but he's a bit of an asshole", this statement caused all of them to laugh, the tension Peter was feeling was gone, everything was as it should be. Captain's just laughing together since they were in the one place where they could relax. Before Ogord just stopped, "Wait a minute Quill, as in that Ravager who stopped Kruger?"

There was a silence, and Peter got a moment of Yondu looking stunned before he recovered "You heard about that?", which caused Ogord to nod.

"Of course we heard about that. A young Ravager, risking his life, saving a girl and getting a murderer arrested…of course, we all heard about that". The Ogord, paused, "But word of the wires was that the Ravager was later killed…and that was you?"

The question was to Peter, so he had to respond. "I did, I just got better".

Perhaps it was the deadpan delivery, but both Ogord and Yondu cracked up laughing at this statement, while Peter willed himself to relax. He knew that stress could lead to seizures and he was desperately trying not to.

Ogord hadn't picked up on it and was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. "Oh, that's good. He'll go far as a Ravager". A statement which didn't exactly thrill Peter, while the woman just frowned, but Yondu had decided that all business was concluded.

Peter had the feeling that this was a test which he had somehow passed from the tension in Yondu's body which he could feel.

"I'll catch up with you later, just need to speak with the kid". Yondu said, as he bid the pair farewell and he they walking in the opposite direction.

"I don't know, that child looks very ill to me", the beautiful woman too which Ogord replied. "You worry too much, Aleta. Some kids are just pale. Yondu wouldn't abuse children. He knows the code."

"No he doesn't" Peter wanted to scream, but instead remained silent, as Yondu still with his arm around Peter guided him into the nearest bar, which also contained a brothel.

Internally Yondu was pissed, the one person the boy should never have met, and he had practically walked into him with open arms. Fuck, thank god the kid was silent, all he had to do was spill his life story, and Ogord would exile him for life.

He had to do something about it, but what…looking up at the location, he just grinned to himself. There was a way, after all.

Pete was just a sulky morose bastard, so sitting him down at the at the bar, Yondu had finally devised a way to break him out of it.

"You know Quill, I've been wondering, what type do you like? Boys, girls…somewhere in-between?" Peter not knowing where this was going, just shrugged. "Girls, I think" which caused Yondu to just grin.

"Oh, that's perfect, what type. You're dream woman".

Peter, now had a feeling where this was going and wasn't really happy to talk about it but in his mind, only one image came up, "Blondes, with blue eyes". He replied as Yondu smirked to himself.

Yondu left the bar and run up the stairs, leaving the teen mystified for a moment, while Kriging and Alezduren came over. "Are you ok, Peter do you want to go back to the M-Ship?" Alezduren, said urgently, to the teenager.

Peter was about to nod, he was tired and just wanted to go home, back to the Elector. When the Captain of the Ravagers came bounding down the stairs, smirking to everyone.

"Then I choose well", he said, declared happily, pointed to the upstairs rooms. "Second to the left, I got you a real pretty one".

The brothel had that stupid relaxing music, but almost every Ravager grew silent, conversations stopped mid-sentence, and everyone just felt stunned, and a little bit uncomfortable.

Peter was fourteen, to Xandarian's, that was still underage, it was fifteen for them and Kree's, and they knew Terrans, well in America had to wait until seventeen.

For a moment, Peter seemed younger, than ever, and almost everyone including Horuz looked to Kraglin, to do something and do it quick.

Kraglin Obfonteri, still standing next to the teen had had enough of this shit, treating the boy like dirt, neglecting him. But this, this was wrong.

Peter wasn't ready for sex, no matter his age, he wasn't like most teenage boys who had an insatiable lust for sex.

He was frail, and everyone knew it, and he didn't care who knew. Getting to his feet, he turned to Yondu and put his hand over the boy, almost to pull him back.

"Yondu, you can't do this…he's too young". Kraglin was close to pleading which Yondu didn't appreciate, Kraglin was First Mate for a reason. But no way in hell was he going to allow the Hraxian to contradict him in front of his crew.

"What bullshit…you want sex, don't you, Peter?".

Both eyes, turned to the teen, in Kraglin's he could almost see him begging "Please no, just say you don't want this" but Yondu, Yondu was looking at him, showing him attention.

Internally Peter was conflicted, he had been given the "talk" about it years ago. Yondu had sat him down when he was twelve and explained things to him. Peter knew about sex, but did he want it? He was aware that he was meant to want it, and Yondu wanted him to have it.

Peter found himself nodding, but internally felt so conflicted, which he couldn't show. This is what Yondu wanted him to have, so he had to go through with it.

"I want to have sex, Yondu". He whispered softly.

Peter never looked at Kraglin missing the look of hatred which filled in his eyes, but he stepped away from the pair, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration.

"Perfect, see I knew I was right", Yondu declared, and gestured to the stairs "Now get your ass up there and become a man". There was a tone in his voice announcing how pissed he was, and Peter knew he couldn't refuse it now.

Peter didn't feel like a man, he didn't feel like anything, but with a small look to Kraglin, Peter went up the fourteen steps, with each footstep feeling heavy until he got to the wooden door.

He could smell the sweet scent of perfume, and incense emitting from it and knocked gently. At the bottom of the stairs Yondu was just staring at him, but grinning like he had made some accomplishment, which Peter didn't return.

"Oh Quill, I told her it's your first, so she'll be real gentle with you". Perhaps to ease the tension in the room. There was a smattering of laughter from somewhere, which seemed to ease off the feeling in Peter's chest, as he knocked on the door and heard a female voice telling him "Come in".

Taking a breath, Peter stepped through the door which closed behind him.

There was a moment of silence, while Kraglin turned to Yondu, a look of fury on his face.

"We need to talk right now."

To be continued

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