I don't own Guardians of the Galaxy. I own OC's.
Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.
The six prisoners were escorted to the Kyln. Matt, Mike, Gamora, Quill, Rocket and Groot had handcuffs with small blue glowing orbs on their wrists.
"I guess most of Nova Corps wanna uphold the laws, but these ones here, they're corrupt and cruel." Rocket began as they were lead through the hallways, "But, hey, that's not my problem. I ain't gonna be here long. I've escaped 22 prisons, this one's no different. You're lucky the broad showed up, because otherwise, me and Groot would be collecting that bounty right now, and you'd be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravagers."
"I've had a lot of folks try to kill me over the years. I ain't about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon." Quill said.
Then, the prison guard that was in the front stopped the group, "Hold."
"What's a raccoon?" Rocket asked.
"What's a raccoon?" It's what you are, stupid." Quill replied.
"Besides I already told you that back on Xandar." Matt reminded Rocket, before shooting Gamora a glare, "It was before, someone knocked me down."
"Ain't no thing like me, except me." Rocket said proudly.
"So, this orb has a real shiny blue suitcase." Quill said to Gamora as the group started walking again, "Ark of the Covenant, Maltese Falcon sort of vibe. What is it?''
"I am Groot."
"So what? What's the Orb?" Quill repeated his question.
"I have no words for an honorless thief." Gamora replied.
"What about a junkie who is on the hunger for over a year?" Matt asked.
"Brother, don't make things worse than they already are." Mike told his brother.
"Pretty high and mighty coming from the lackey of a genocidal maniac." Rocket remarked as Gamora looked at him, "Yeah, I know who you are. Anyone who's anyone knows who you are."
"I don't." Mike said.
"Same here." Matt added.
"Well. Most of know who you are." Quill corrected Rocket as he turned to Groot and whispered, "Who is she?"
"I am Groot."
"Yeah, you said that." Quill pointed out.
"I wasn't retrieving the orb for Ronan." Gamora said as the group stopped again, "I was betraying him. I had an agreement to sell it to a third party.''
''I am Groot.''
"Well, that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told that." Quill groaned, "What is wrong with Giving Tree, here?''
"Well, he don't know talking good like me and you. So his vocabulistics is limited to "I" and "am" and "Groot". Exclusively in that order." Rocket explained.
"Then how do you know what he says?" Mike wanted to know.
"I had some time to learn." Rocket replied.
"I tell you what, that's gonna wear real thin, real fast." Quill stated, "If I... Hey put that away." He said as he made his way to the room where a blue Kyln guard was checking his stuff. He put earbuds on his head, "Take those off!" He shouted at the guard, "That's mine! Those belong to impound. That tape and that player are mine!"
The guard rised up from his seat, pulled out a stun-rod and touched Quill with it, zapping him with blue electricity. Quill screamed in pain as he fell on his knees, "Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede 1973. That song belongs to me."
"Did you said something about me making things worse" Matt whispered to his brother.
"Shut it, please." Mike pleaded his brother as the guards zapped Quill again, making him fell on the floor, then the guard shoved him back in line.
The main are of the prison had dozen's of yellow-clothed prisoners. Some were talking with each other, some were sitting around. The prison had several levels with observatory in the middle, and tables placed around the area.
As the group stepped in, prisoners went wide and began throwing things at them and threating them, mostly at Gamora.
"Murderer!"
"Coming for you first, Gamora!"
"You're dead!"
"It's like I said." Rocket said as Gamora stayed silent, "She's got a rep. A lot of prisoners have lost their families to Ronan and his cronies. She'll last a day."
"The guards will protect her, right?" Quill asked.
"They're here to stop us from getting out." Rocket replied, "They don't care what we do to each other on the other side."
''Whatever nightmares the future holds, are dreams compared to what's behind me." Gamora declared.
"Check out. The new meat." A large blue alien said before running a finger down Mike's face who looked at him with a frightened expression on his face.
"Hey. Stop doing that to my brother." Matthew said.
"Or what? You're smaller than me." The alien said.
Matthew glared at the allien before looking up at Groot who stood next to him. Groot smiled at the older Rowley as he moved to the alien and shoved two branches in his arms up his nostrils. The branches grew out, lifting the alien up who cried out in pain.
"Let's make something dear." Rocket began, standing next to Groot, "These guys here are our booty! You wanna get to them, you go through us... or more, accurately, we go through you!"
Groot shoved the roots deeper into the prisoner's nose before dropping him on the ground. The blue alien whimpered as he held his nose. Groot and Rocket started to walk forward.
'I'm with them." Quill said before following them.
"Yup. Me and my brother too." Matt said before following them as well with Mike staying close to him.
Mike was sleeping on his back with his legs folded under him, but soon he was awoken by Quill who hopped off his bunk, "Quill! Where are you going?" .
"They've taken Gamora." Quill replied as he walked out of the cell, "You're coming?"
"Fine." Mike sighed before hopping off his bunk as well, then he followed Quill.
"Guys." Came Rocket's from behind.
"Where are you going?" Came Matt's voice as well.
The four of them snuck down the hallway and found Gamora and three inmates. They were holding her against the wall and one of them was holding a knife against her throat.
"Gamora. Consider this a death sentence for your crimes against the galaxy." One of them said.
"You dare?" Called a deep voice, then a large man came out of the shadows, "You know who I am, yes?"
"You're Drax... Drax the Destroyer." One of the inmates said in fear.
"And you know why they call me this?" Drax asked, walking up to the inmates.
"You slayed dozen's of Ronan's minions." One of the inmates replied.
''Ronan murdered my wife Ovette, and my daughter Kamaria. He slaughtered them where they stood... and he laughed!" Drax growled in anger, "Her life is not yours to take. He killed my family, I shall kill one of his in return."
''Of course, Drax." One of the inmates nodded, handing the knife which he held against Gamora's throat just a moment ago to Drax, then Gamora suddenly kicked the other two men, and took their weapons, then she held them against the inmate and Drax's neck's.
Suddenly, Quill began making his way to them.
"Quill! What are you doing?!" Rocket whispered to him.
"You better think about this, man. This guy is a few times larger than you." Matt pointed out.
"For once. I agree with Matt." Mike agreed with his brother.
''I'm not family to Ronan or Thanos." Gamora said coldly as she stepped back and dropped her weapons, "I'm your only hope at stopping him."
"Your words mean nothing to me." Drax told her as he grabbed her by her neck and held his knife against her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Quill shouted as he stepped forward, making Drax look at him, "Y'know, if killing Ronan is truly your purpose, I don't think this is the best way to go about it."
"Are you not the man this wench attempted to kill?" Drax asked, holding Gamora even tighter.
"Well, I mean she's hardly the first woman to try and do that to me." Quill explained before to showind his scars and explaining where he got them from,
Here's the point, she betrayed Ronan, he's coming back to her, and when he does, that's when you..." He dragged his finger across his throat.
"Who would I put my finger on his throat?" Drax asked, confused.
"What?" Quill asked as Matt held back a laugh. He surely found that funny but he'd not like to be on Drax's bad side.
"Oh no. It's a symbol for you, slicing his throat." Quill explained.
"I would not slice his throat. I would cut his head off." Drax said.
"It's a general expression for you killing somebody. You've heard this, you've seen this, right?" Quill asked the inmate, "You know what that is?"
"Yeah, yeah." The inmate said but he denied it when Drax glanced at him.
"He's crazy." Mike muttered as Gamora was clinging Drax's wrist, gasping for breath.
Finally, Drax dropped her on the ground as she kneeled down, coughing, he looked down at the knife which was given to him by the inmate, "I like your knife. I'm keeping it."
"That was my favourite knife." The inmate whined at Drax walked past Matt and Mike. The two brothers shot him an uncomfortable look, before the destroyer walked out of the room. After that, Gamora slowly started to make her way back into her cell.
"Listen! I could care less whether you live or die!" Quill said, following her with Matt, Mike and Rocket.
"Then why you stop the big guy?" Gamora asked.
"Simple, you know where to sell my orb." Quill replied.
"Your orb?" Mike asked.
"Correction. Our orb." Quill corrected himself.
"How are we gonna sell it when we are still here?" Gamora asked.
"I escaped twenty-two prisons. Once we'll get out we'll be heading to Yondu to retrieve your bounty." Rocket replied, gesturing towards Quill, Matt and Mike, "According to him. You three are worth 40, 000 units each."
"How much was your buyer willing to pay for the orb?" Quill asked.
"...Four billion units." Gamora replied.
''What?" Rocket asked.
"Holy shit!" Quill shouted.
"Four billion?..." was all Mike could say.
"Hell yeah!" Matt cheered, "And that's much than Yondu wanted for me, Mike and Quill."
"The orb is my opportunity to get away from Thanos and Ronan." Gamora continued, "If you free us, I'll lead you to the buyer directly, and I'll split profit between the five of us."
"I'm Groot." Came Groot's voice. The group turned to his voice to see him, watching them between the bars of the male sleeping ward.
"Six of us." Rocket sighed.
The next morning, Matt, Mike, Quill, Gamora, Rocket and Groot walked into the cafeteria, taking trays of disgusting prison food.
"Even Gordon Ramsay wouldn't eat this." Matt stated.
"Who?" Rocket asked.
"I and Mike heard about him during one of your travels to Earth. He's famous cook." Matt replied as the group took their seats by one table.
"If we're gonna get outta here, we're gonna need to get into that watchtower." Rocket began, gesturing towards large watchtower in the middle of the cafeteria. A man was inside, looking at the inmates, "And to do that, I'm gonna need a few things."
"Like what?" Mike asked.
''For one, the guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one." Rocket began.
"Leave it to me." Gamora said.
"I'll go with you." Quill added.
"No." Gamora said.
"I agree with Quill." Rocket said, "There's four of you. You should split up in two groups."
"So, what I and my brother are going to do?" Mike asked.
"That dude there." Rocket replied, pointing at the inmate who was carrying a tray of food. One of his legs was a prosthetic one, "I need his leg."
"His leg?" Matt asked, suprised by the answer.
"Yeah. I don't need the rest of him. Look at him, he's useless." Rocket stated.
"Alright." The two brother nodded at the same time.
"And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blink yellow light, see it?" Rocket said, gesturing towards the watchtower, "There's a quarnyx battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that watchtower, I'll definitely need it."
"How are we supposed to do that?" Gamora asked. No one had noticed Groot started to make his way towards the watchtower.
"Well, supposedly, these bald-bodies find you attractive, so, maybe you can work out some kind of trade." Rocket suggested.
"You must be joking." Gamora said, rolling her eyes.
"No. I really heard they find you attractive." Rocket said.
"They're not the only one's." Quill whispered to Matt.
"Wonder if she has sister." Matt whispered back.
Gamora's expression darkened as she heard Matt mention her sister, "Yes. I have and..."
Gamora was interrupted, when someone cried out in pain. Everyone looked towards the sound and saw Groot. He was standing by the watchtower, with his legs and left arm stretched, and was reaching towards the panel. Drax was standing nearby.
"Well, now we have to improvise." Rocket stated.
"We'll get the armband." Gamora said, rising up from the seat.
"And we get the leg." Matt said, rising up from his seat as well. He and Mike quickly ran over to the place where the man with the leg they needed walked into, to see him, sitting in his cell.
"Excuse me." Mike said, walking into the cell, "Me and my brother have little question for you."
"What is it?" The man asked.
"Could you give us your leg?" Mike asked, feeling embarrassed about this situation.
"No." The man replied.
"We could pay you." Mike offered.
"Wait what?" Matt asked.
"Of course. 30, 000 units and it's yours." The man replied.
"Oh... For the love of!" Matt said, angrily before making his way to the inmate and hitting him in the head, knocking him down. He took off his leg and looked at Mike, "You sometimes are too good for your own good, you know that?"
Mike opened his mouth to reply, but his brother didn't let him speak, "You can scold me later, let's go."
The younger Rowley rolled his eyes as they started to make their way towards Groot and Rocket. Unfortunely, before they could reach them, several robots flew out of a separate room. The flying robots surrounded Groot and Rocket as a few guards surrounded Matt and Mike who seemed to be less danger than the raccoon and the three.
"Prisoners!" The man in the central tower said, Drop the device immediately and retreat to your cells, or we will open fire!"
The Rowley brothers raised both of their arms in the air, as they were looking around the place in order to find a way how to avoid the guards who were pointing their guns at them. It was when, they spotted Drax, rushing towards the guards.
"What?" Mike asked, before one of the guard was knocked down by Drax, causing the other guards to turn their attention the the destroyer. The two brothers used their opportunity and helped Drax in taking out the guards, before all of them were laying on the floor, unconscious.
"Thanks." Matt said to Drax to which he nodded, before Mike throwed him one of the guns that belonged to one of the guards, "Hell yeah."
"Let's get out of here." Mike said as Matt and Drax nodded, then the destroyer picked up one of the guns and looked at Rocket.
"Creppy little beast!" He shouted, before throwing the gun to Rocket, which was easily caught by the talking raccoon.
"Oh yeah." Rocket said as he, Matt and Mike started shooting down the robots, one by one.
"Rocket! Matt! Mike!" They heard Gamora call them from the second level, then Quill throwed the security band which was caught by Rocket.
"Move to the watchtower." He said, nudging his tree companion who nodded his head before moving to the watchtower, then he grew taller and Mike and Matt climbed up. They were almost shot down by one of the robots, but thankfully for them, Drax jumped up and rip it in the half.
"I need a whole squad with full armor." The man in the watchtower said, before the door was opened, revealing Matt, Mike, Quill, Gamora, Rocket, Groot and Drax. He held his breath, before Groot grabbed him and throwed him out of the watchtower. The group hurried the controls and Rocket began working on them as Drax eyes Gamora and glared at her, which she didn't fail to notice.
''Spare me your foul gaze, woman!" He told her as she glared at him.
"Why is this one here?" Gamora wanted to know.
"We promised him he could stay by your side until he kills your boss. And I always keep my promises, especially when they're to muscle whack jobs who'll kill me if I don't." Quill explained.
"By the way, here's the leg." Matt said, putting the prosthetic on the controls next to Rocket.
"Oh, uh. I was just kidding about the leg." He grinned slighty, while pressing the buttons and controls, "I just needed these two things."
"What?" Matt and Mike said at the same time.
"I just thought it'd be funny. What did he look like, hopping around?" Rocket laughed.
"We had to knock him down to get it!" Matt explained.
"What is it about your plan? Was it a joke of ours as well?" Mike asked.
''I have a plan! I have a plan!" Rocket replied.
''Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement." Drax demanded.
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one." Quill agreed with Drax.
"Do not ever call me a thesaurus." Drax said.
"It's just a metaphor, dude." Quill said back.
''His people are completely literal, metaphors are gonna go over his head.'' Rocket explained.
''Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it." Drax explained.
"That's what I would like to see." Matt laughed, "It would be worth remembering."
"I'm sure you'd forget about in a day or two." Mike smirked.
"What are you talking about, bro?" Matt asked, "I have good memory."
"Really? So when's my birthday?" Mike asked him.
Matt rubbed back of his head nervously before answering, "Somewhere in the summer?"
"October." Mike corrected his brother who facepalmed, "How many times do I have to remind you about that?"
"Your birtday is 25th October, right?" Quill asked.
"See! Quill remembers it and he knows me shorter than you do!" Mike said to his brother.
"I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy." Gamora said to herself as the prison guards surrounded the watchtower carrying large weapons.
"Those are big guns..." Mike stated.
"On my command! Number one!" One guard shouted as one of the guards shot at the watchtower, making it shake, causing one of it's windows to crack.
"Rodent, we are ready for your plan." Gamora said to Rocket.
"Hold on!" Rocket said back.
''Number two!'' The guard shouted, another guard shoot his weapon which hit the other side of the watchtower.
"I recognize this animal. We'd roast them over a flame pit as children. Their flesh was quite delicious." Drax suddenly said.
"Not helping!" Rocket growled a bit."
''Number three!" The guard shouted, then another shoots his weapon which hit another glass window of the watchtower leaving a massive crack, "All fire on my command!"
"Rocket!" Matt said.
"I'm doing as fast I can!" Rocket shouted back.
''Three! Two! One!" The guard shouted to his men. As they were about to fire at the watchtower, Rocket turned off the gravity making everyone in the prison, causing everyone in the prison to start floating.
''You turned off the artificial gravity, everywhere but in here." Gamora stated.
''I told you I had a plan." Rocket smirked as he disconnected the watchtower from its base, then used the security droids to attack to the base of it and used the droids jets to fly the watchtower out of the prison.
''That was a pretty good plan." Quill stated.
"I agree." Matt agreed, before breaking one of the windows. They all went out of the watchtower and went grab their personal stuff.
"Yeah! There it is." Quill said, looking at his ship from the window, "Get my ship. It's the Milano, the orange and blue one over in the corner."
''They crumpled my pants up into a ball. That's rude! They folded yours." Rocket said they ran to Milano as Quill looked through his personal things, to find out that something was missing.
''The orb's there." Gamora said.
"Let's go!" Mike said.
"Wait, wait, wait." Quill said as he kept looking through stuff.
"What is it?" Gamora asked.
''The big blue bastard didn't put it back!" Quill replied.
''Put what back?" Gamora wanted to know as Quill handed his bag to Mike.
"Mikey, get them onto my ship, I'll be right back." He said to the younger Rowley.
''How are you gonna possibly..." Gamora tried to say as Quill turned to run.
''Don't worry about him. We just need to keep the Milano close." Mike explained as he and Gamora ran to the ship. They jumped into the ship and sat down, "Whoever is in driver seat, start the engine and stay close to Kyln!"
Rocket who was the in the driver seat nodded and started the Milano, before taking off the prison, then he positioned the ship and asked, "Where's Quill?"
"He's still inside, searching for something." Gamora explained.
"It's probably his walkman." Matt said as he sat next to Rocket.
"His what?" Rocket asked.
'That's the thing one of the guards had when we got here." Matt replied.
''How is he gonna get us?" Rocket asked.
"He declined to share this information with us." Gamora replied.
"Don't worry about that, he'll be here in few minutes." Mike stated.
''I don't care about it! Screw this! I ain't waiting for that guy with a death wish!" Rocket declared.
"Yeah." Gamora nodded in agreement as Mike looked into the bag to see that nothing was inside, causing Gamora and Rocket to sigh.
"That's the Quill we know, right brother?" Matt grinned.
"Yup. You're right." Mike grinned as well.
"He took the orb with him and you're laughing? What if dies with it?" Gamora asked.
"He won't. I've known him for ages and he is not going to avoid getting four billion units into his pocket." Mike assured her,
Drax glanced out the window on his side and saw something fly around the Kyln. When it got closer, he saw Quill, "Behold." He said, causing everyone to look at him.
"See. I told you so." Mike said as Quill disappeared from their view. Gamora, Drax and Mike got up and went to the back hatch to let him in. Matt and Groot also stood up walked to the hatch to see Quill in the Milano with help of Mike, Gamora and Drax.
"This one shows spirit." Drax said, impressed by what just Quill did, "He shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan. Companion." He said to Quill, before asking, "What were you retrieving?"
Quill handed his walkman to Drax as his mask disappeared from his face. He walked towards the driver seat and started nudging Rocket out of his seat in order to take control of Milano.
"You're an imbecile..." Drax stated, looking at the walkman in his hands.
"Give him a break. That's the only thing he has left of his death mother." Mike explained.
"Even though, we told him that we can take whichever he would want from Earth during my and yours visits." Matt said.
"Yes, but his music on this walkman is so much better than todays music." Mike said, "Remember when we walked into that club during one of our visits?"
"Don't remind me." Matt told his brother, before moving towards his seat and sitting down on it, "So, shall we head to Knowhere?"
Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.