I don't own Guardians of the Galaxy. I own my OC's.
Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.
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One hour later, the ship was going through the galaxy on an autopilot. Everyone were doing their own thing at this moment, Rocket was sitting on a piece of metal, as he was creating some small machines, Drax was sitting nearby, doing something with his knife, Gamora stood next to the map hologram, Groot was looking outside the window, Matt sitting on the floor not far from Rocket and Drax leaning against the wall as he was throwing a small ball that he found during one of his visits on the Earth against another wall, which was coming back to him and Mike was checking on his gun.
Everyone at the moment, had changed their prison clothes into their normal ones.
"Yo, Ranger Rick!" Quill said, approaching Rocket, "What are you doing? You can't take apart my ship..."
"Our ship, Quill!" Mike corrected Quill from where he was sitting.
"Our ship! Without asking me!" Quill continued, before getting interrupted again.
"I asked Matt. He was okay with it." Rocket explained, causing Quill to glare at Matt.
"Dude!" He shouted at his friend.
"What? After we'll get the money by selling this orb, you will able to buy yourself a new parts for our ship." Matt explained with a shrug of his shoulders, "Besides I told him to take the ones that are not going to mess up with our ship."
"And that's exactly what I am doing." Rocket said as Quill kneeled down to pick up what Rocket was doing, "Don't touch that. It's a bomb."
''A bomb?" Quill asked.
"Yup." Rocket confirmed.
"And you leave it lying around?" Mike asked, approaching them.
"Don't worry, brother. What what I've seen so far, he knows what he's doing." Matt assured Mike.
"Yeah, besides, I was gonna put it in a box." Rocket explained.
"What box were you going to use?" Mike asked, as Rocket opened the cabinet of the desk and pulled out a brightly-wrapped box.
"No! Leave it alone!"" Quill shouted, placing the box back into the desk.
"Why? What is it?" Rocket wanted to know.
"Shut up." Quill glared at him.
''What is this?" Mike asked, gesturing towards the larger machine.
''That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons." Rocket grinned at the younger Rowley.
"No one's blowing up moons." Gamora said.
''You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.'' Rocket huffed under his breath.
''So, listen, I'm gonna need your buyer's coordinates." Quill said to Gamora.
''We're heading in the right direction, for now." Gamora said, holding the orb in one hand.
''If we're gonna work together, you might want to try trusting me a little bit." Quill said to her.
"And how much do you trust me?" She smirked at him.
"I'd trust you a lot of more if you told me what this was." Quill replied, taking the orb from her and placing it on the table, "Because I'm guessing it's some kind of weapon."
"It must be, otherwise, why would so many people want it." Matt agreed with Quill, as he still sat on the floor.
"I don't know what it is." Gamora said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"It would be hilarious if it happened to be a decoration. Just think about it. Us, fighting over a thing which was only a decoration." Mike grinned, even though he didn't believe in his own words. He only did that to lighten up the mood, but it didn't worked.
"If it is a weapon we should use it against Ronan." Drax said, picking up the orb from the table.
"Put it down you fool!" Gamora shouted, angrily at what Drax just did, "Or you'll kill us all!"
''Or just you, murderess!'' Drax shouted back.
''I let you live once, princess!''
''I am not a princess!''
"Hey!" Quill interrupted them, "Nobody is killine anybody on my ship."
''We're stuck together until we'll get the money. After that, you can do whatever you want to each other." Matt added, as Quill nodded in agreement, then Drax threw the orb at Quill.
''I have no interest in money." He said, walking away from them.
''At least that makes more money from all of us." Mike said, as Groot looked like he was about to say something, "Don't worry Groot. That includes you too."
Groot smiled at Mike, as Quill said, "Partners?"
''We have an agreement, but I would never be partners with the likes of you." Gamora said, sniffing the ship as she turned to leave, "I'll tell the buyer we're on our way. And Quill, your ship is filthy."
''Oh, she has no idea. If I had a black light.." Quill grinned at Mike, Matt, Rocket as Gamora climbed up the ladder to the second level of the ship, "The place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting.''
"You got issues, Quill." Rocket stated in disgust.
"You're telling me that, I've known him for 13 years." Matt added.
"At least I have less issues than you, Matt!" Quill argued. Matt was about to agree with him, because it was true. He did had more issues than Quill but his friend continued, "Remember, when you quit your drugs and had an epilepsy attack that almost caused your death a week after?"
Matt glared at Quill, suprised that his friend mentioned this situation because the three of them agreed to never talk about this day ever again, "Not cool dude!"
"Yes." Mike glared at him as well. He'll never forget that day when his brother had that epilepsy attack. He was never so afraid in his life. He was afraid that his brother may die. He was afraid that he'll be the only one left from his family.
Quill, realizing his mistake by mentioning this situation, looked at the brothers. He would rather forgot about this incident as well. Matt and Mike were like brothers to him, even though he never told them that, "I'm sorry. I knew we agreed to never mention this."
Matt stood up, dropping his ball on the floor and let out a small chuckle, "It just had to come out, someday, didn't it?"
Seeing, that Matt and Mike were no longer angry at him, Quill chuckled back at the older Rowley, "Yeah, I guess so."
"Heads up! We're inbound!" Rocket shouted to the others.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and walked to the cockpit, which was where Rocket and Groot were. The first they saw after reaching the cockpit was a giant disembodied head which was the planet they were heading to.
"Whoa." Quill whispered.
"What is it?" Mike asked.
"It's called Knowhere." Gamora explained as the Milano flew closer, ''The severed head of an ancient celestial being." She continued as she sat down on one of the seats, "Be wary headed in, rodent. There are no regulations whatsoever here."
"Rocket. Take us inside." Matt said as Rocket drove the Milano into a giant eye, which happened to be a entrance to the community, which was alive with lights, buildings and mining areas.
"I wonder how did a head of the celestial being managed to become a habitable planet for everyone." Mike asked.
"Hundreds of years ago, the Tivan Group sent workers in to mine the organic matter within the skull." Gamora began explaining to the younger Rowley, as the Milano landed. Everyone stepped out of the ship, and followed her through the streets, "The bone, brain tissue, spinal fluid. All rare resources, highly valued in black markets across the galaxy. It's dangerous and illegal work, suitable only for outlaws."
"Then, it's good enough for me, Mike and Quill." Matt stated.
"Yup." Quill agreed with the older Rowley, "We come from a planet of outlaws."
"Like Billy the Kid." Matt said.
"Bonnie and Clyde." Mike added his part.
"And John Stamos." Quill added his part as well.
"That sounds like a place I'd like to go." Drax stated.
"Yeah. You should." Quill said.
"Maybe, someday I and Matt will take you there if you want." Mike told Drax.
"I could use a visit there. When was the last time when we paid a visit there? Two years ago?" Matt asked his brother.
"Yes. Two years ago." Mike confirmed with a nod.
"Shit. Time goes so fast. I remember like it was yesterday when we had to hide in some abandoned building as the aliens were attacking the New York." Matt stated, as Mike nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, a bunch of dirty and tattered clothed kids ran up the groups, asking for some credits to spare, as Quill said to his fellow partners, "Watch out for your wallets."
"Can you spare some units?" The girl asked.
"Get lost kid." Rocket told her, as the girl walked up to Groot. The tree held out his hand and a flower grew on his palm. He carefully plucked it off his palm and handed to the girl, which gave him a shy smile in return.
''Your buyer is here?" Rocket asked, as the group started heading towards a bar.
''We are to wait here for his representative." Gamora replied, as the bouncer threw someone out of the bar.
"And there's a better place to wait for him than a bar?" Matt asked everyone. Most of them seemed to agree with him.
Mike looked around nervously as Matt, Groot and Rocket brought some drinks for them as Drax was gambling with some people. The music was so loud that he could barely hear his own thought. He hated coming to places like this one, mostly because he hated drinking everything that had alcohol in it. He disliked it sour taste. Everytime when he would find himself in a place like this one, was when he, along with Matt and Quill went to celebrate some job they did well, and it always ended up with taking very drunk Matt and Quill back to the Milano, because they could barely stand on their own.
"My Orloni has won, as I win at all things!" The sound of Drax's voice suddenly took his away from his thoughts, "Now, let's put more of this liquid into our bodies."
"That's the first thing you said that wasn't bat-shit crazy!" Rocket agreed happily with him, as Matt handed his younger brother a glass with alcohol.
''Mike. Drink with us." He said to him.
"You know that I don't drink." Mike reminded Matt.
"C'mon, we're going to be rich and you're not going to celebrate it with us?" Rocket asked.
Mike sighed, before taking the glass from his brother. He knew Matt'd convice him to drink one way or another, "One can't hurt, I guess."
"It sure can't, little brother." Matt chuckled as he rubbed his brother's as he wrapped his arm around his brother's shoulder, "To being rich."
"To being rich." Mike gave his brother a small smile. He always liked to see his brother happy as he happy was at this moment. Moments like this were really rare after their parents died. He still remembered when heard from Matt when his older brother was talking with someone on the phone that Mike was the only reason why Matt was living in this world, as he wouldn't know what to do if he had lost him. Matt of course never found out that he heard those words.
At the same time, Quill and Gamora were at the balcony of the bar as Quill spoke up to the green woman, "Man, you wouldn't believe what they charge for fuel out here. I might actually lose money on this job.''
''My connection is making us wait." Gamora told him.
''It's just a negotiation tactic. Trust me, this is my specialty. Where yours is more, "Stab, stab. Those are my terms." Quill said, as Gamora smiled at him.
''My father didn't stress diplomacy." Gamora explained.
"Thanos?" Quill asked.
''He's not my father. When Thanos took my home world, he killed my parents in front of me. He tortured me, turned me into a weapon. When he said he was going to destroy an entire planet for Ronan, I...I couldn't stand by and..." She started explaining, but stopped when she saw Quill's Walkman on the belt, and took it from him, "Why would you risk your life for this?"
"My mother gave it to me. My mom liked to share with me all the pop songs that she loved growing up. I happened to have it on me when I was...the day that she... You know, when I left Earth." Quill expained, as he took the Walkman from Gamora and put it back on his belt.
"What about the Rowley brothers? How did you meet them?" Gamora asked, trying to change the subject.
"It was 13 years ago, I think. Our ship crashed on Terra, and Mikey was the first person we've met there. He was 14 back then, as we were repairing our ship, he ran off to his orphanage..." Quill started explaining, as Gamora interrupted him,
''Orphanage?" She asked.
"Yes. He and Matt lost their parents in a car crash a few years before that." Quill said, as Gamora nodded in understanding, then Quill returned to his story, "Several minutes later, Mike returned with his older brother Matt, who was really skeptical about him meeting us, but when he saw us he had the most suprised look I've ever seen. I talked with then for the whole night I took a liking in them. I asked Yondu if they could come with us, and he agreed, after a few minutes of me pleading him to do that."
"Do they have something to remember their parents, just like you do?" Gamora asked, gesturing towards Quill's walkman.
"Matt has. It's a family photo of them with their parents, taken a month before the incident." Quill replied.
Gamora nodded in understanding, before she asked another, trying to change the subject, once again, "What do you do with it?''
''Do? Nothing. You listen to it. Or you can dance." Quill replied.
"I'm a warrior and an assassin. I do not dance." Gamora told him.
''Really? Well, on my planet, there's a legend about people like you. It's called "Footloose." And in it, a great hero named Kevin Bacon, teaches an entire city full of people with sticks up their butts that dancing, well...it's the greatest thing there is." Quill explained.
''Who put the sticks up their butts?" Gamora wanted to know.
''What? No, that's just a..." Quill said, suprised by what she just said.
"That is cruel." Gamora stated.
''It's just a phrase people use." Qull explained, as he put his Walkman's headphones on Gamora's head so she could listen to the music, after listening for a moment she spoke up out loudly.
''The melody is pleasant!'' She said, as she continued to listen to the music, then Quill slowly leaned over and their lips were about to meet, but then she suddenly put a knife to his throat, "No"
"Ow! What the hell!" He shouted.
''I know who you are, Peter Quill! And I am not some starry-eyed waif here to succumb to your...your pelvic sorcery!" Gamora told him, before they heard a familiar voice from behind them.
"Guys. We have a problem." They turned to the voice to see Mike, who was pretending not too see what he was seeing.
"What it is?" Quill asked, as Gamora still held her knife against his throat, then they spotted Rocket, Groot, Drax and Matt fighting inside the bar, "Oh, no.''
Gamora let go of Quill's throat, before the three of them entered the bar to end the fight between Matt, Rocket, Groot and Drax. As they rushed through the doors, Mike and Gamora got Drax off Groot, as Rocket and pointed his weapon at Drax. Matt just stayed in the background.
"Stop it!" Mike shouted to them.
"What are you doing?" Quill asked.
''This vermin speaks of affairs he knows nothing about!" Drax shouted, pointing at Rocket.
"That is true!" Rocket retorted.
''He has no respect!"
"That is also true!"
"Hold on!" Quill shouted to the raccoon.
''Keep calling me vermin, tough guy!" Rocket challenged Drax, as Groot stood up, rubbing his jaw, "You just wanna laugh at me like everyone else!''
''Rocket, you're drunk. Alright? No one's laughing at you." Mike told Rocket, trying to stop the argument between him and Drax.
''He things I'm some stupid thing. He does." Rocket protested, his voice becoming more shaky, "Well, I didn't ask to get made! I didn't ask to be torn apart, and put back together, over and over and turned into some...some little monster!"
"Rocket. No one is calling you a monster." Quill said, gently.
"He called me vermin!" Rocket pointed at Drax, before pointing at Gamora, "She called me rodent!" He shouted at Gamora seemed to feel guily about this, "Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots to your frickin' face!" He shouted, cocking his gun
The crowd gasped at the sight, as Matt stepped forward from it, "No! No! No!..." He said as he got himself before Drax and Gamora. This thing was getting out of hand, and he wanted to get his four billion units, "Four billion units! Rocket! Just think about it, buddy! One more night with them and you're rich."
At first, Rocket hesitated, but then he lowered his gun, as Matt sighed in relief, "Fine. But I can't promise when all this is over I'm not gonna kill every last one of you jerks''
Then, Quill exclaimed, "See? That's exactly why none of you have any friends! Five seconds after you meet somebody, you're already trying to kill them!"
''We have traveled halfway across the quadrant," Drax sighed, as he turned to leave, "And Ronan is no closer to being dead"
"Drax!" Quill shouted after him as Drax walked out of the bar.
"Let him go." Gamora said, shaking her head, "We don't need him."
Suddenly, on the other side, a door opened, revealing a pink-skinned woman. She stepped into the bar and called out, "Milady Gamora, I'm here to fetch you for my master.''
The woman moved towards the doors, and gestured to follow her through them. Matt, Mike, Quill, Gamora, Rocket and Groot followed her.
Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.
