Alvaro walked past the two large doors and charged into the dark room with an urgent look.
"Sir, we've found two of the scientists that did operations on the raccoon and fennec."
The dark figure growled and turned his gaze to Alvaro, "Did I ask you to look for them?"
"Well, n-no but-"
"Then why did you find them?" the figure asked in an annoyed yet smooth deep voice.
"I thought it maybe some help to you."
Another growled came from the figure as it stood up and walked past Alvaro. He walked into what seemed to be a torture room and saw two men kneeling on the ground. One of them was young, around his early to mid twenties. The other one was the opposite, he was elderly and around his mid to late sixties.
Both men froze when they saw the dark figure. He was about sex feet tail with a thirteen feet long tail with dips in it, his skin was slimy and dark as night, his skin clung onto his bones making him look like a skeleton with skin, his head had horns coming out of it and his eyes were big, silver and fly-like, his mouth looked like a spiders and his arms dragged behind him when he walked, he was hunched over and long black hair came from his back.
His nails were long and metal and on the tip of his tail was a harpoon like spike that seemed to be made out of pure silver. He leaned in front of the elderly man and stared at him for a moment.
"So I heard you were playing God…"
"I-I'm not afraid of you," he said as he shook, "And you can't do anything to-"
He was interrupted when the creature's tail impaled his head and snapped it off.
"Hmm it's a shame when people try to make themselves seem tougher then they really are," the creature said as he rested his left clawed hand on the dead man's shoulder, "So what about you boy?" he questioned as he took a bight out of the dead man's throat, "Are you going to try to be a hero or are you going to actually tell me what you did to those… creatures?"
The 'boy' gulped and nodded slowly, "Y-You mean t-the raccoon and fennec right?"
"What else would I be talking about?" he snarled as he ripped off the arm of the dead man and ate like a chicken leg.
"N-Nothing I suppose, u-um we just experimented on them."
"I KNOW!" he growled loudly as grabbed his shoulders. "But from what I heard they escaped and you 'scientists' didn't go after them, why?"
"B-Because, w-we didn't know where they went, besides why do you care?"
The creature stood up straight and stared down at the young man, a smirk came upon his deformed face, "I need the raccoon for his weaponry skills and the fennec, let's just say I knew her family very well. That's why I need to know what their strong points and weaknesses are so I can lead them in and keep them in."
"Well, I uh, suppose I could try and get Intel from the lab and give it to you…"
He stared down at the man for what felt like ages, he then sighed, "Very well, but if you disappoint me you'll end up like your friend."
He nodded and the ones holding him down let him stand, he brushed himself off and then looked up at the creature.
"Who are you?"
The creature grinned, "I am the Skin Harvester, my dear boy."
oOo
"Guys, get your butts up here!" Peter called from the cockpit.
The team gathered inside of the cockpit and saw a large planet that was blue and white with an asteroid belt around it; Rocket looked at the planet and then over to Vixen who stared at the ground with a worried look.
"You alright?" Rocket questioned in a whisper.
"Hm, oh yeah I'm fine," she answered back, "Just a little nervous about returning home after so long."
He gave a nod, "I know how you feel."
Peter turned back to the group and smiled, "So what I was thinking was we could land the Milano and then we could get a few drinks."
"Shouldn't we be finding this 'Skin Harvester'?" Drax questioned.
"I am Groot."
Peter looked over at Rocket to translate.
"He's says that he agrees with Drax and said we shouldn't be drinking until we get rid of this guy," Rocket said with a sigh as he crossed his arms.
"Gamora, do you agree?" Peter asked as he turned his gaze towards her.
She nodded, "I do."
Peter sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, "Sorry Pete," Vix said as she walked towards the ramp that led to the lower level of the Milano, "I know how hard it must be to not get in bed with some gullible chick, in what, about two months?"
Peter looked over at Vixen and then down at Rocket, "Rocket please tell your girlfriend to stop pestering me."
Vix smirked and walked down the ramp while Rocket glared daggers at Quill.
"Shut up Quill, and I ain't gonna tell her to stop since it annoys ya."
"Gee thanks buddy," Peter said as he turned to pilot the Milano onto Asherth.
Gamora smiled as she picked up Groot and took him down to the lower level of the Milano as Drax went to go and read some of his pun book that he got from Halfworld. As they were doing that, Rocket went into his quarters to work on his weapons that he was certain would stop Skin Harvester in his tracks. He frowned when he started to hear Quill's music playing but soon shrugged it off when he heard footsteps getting closer to him.
He glanced over his shoulder and saw Vixen standing there, she was wearing something different then usual. Instead of her torn up black zip up hoodie she was wearing a thin fabric white zip up hoodie that showed a curled patch of fur in the middle of her chest and had a golden chained necklace with a small red gem attached to it that hung around her neck. He eyed her and again felt that feeling and this time it was stronger than ever.
"Yeah I know I look weird," she said before taking a seat next to him, "But when you spill something as dark as wine you try to find anything that'll fit."
"Why were you drinking wine?"
"We ran out of booze," she answered with a frown.
"You serious?" Rocket asked with a worried look.
She nodded, "Yeah, I saw Quill drink the last bottle."
"That's it Vix, we're gonna have to kill him."
Vixen giggled which caused Rocket to smirk; he set his gun down and looked at his wound that was located on is hand.
Vix suddenly frowned when she saw the dressed wound, "I'm sorry about smashing your hand," she said as she looked down at her lap.
Rocket turned his gaze towards her, "Nah it's alright, I probably would've done the same thing."
"No you wouldn't have, you're not a cold hearted hag like me," she stated as she shook her head.
He sighed gently before laying his clawed furry hand close to hers, "Vix we've all been through hell, some of us worse than others but… When you're in a laboratory for most of your life you get messed up and-"he paused as he tried to figure out what to say next. Nothing came to him so he just continued working on his weapon.
Vixen smiled and wrapped her arm around his. Rocket looked down at her and gave her a questionable look.
"I know what you mean Rocky even though you said it a little weird," she nuzzled her small black nose against Rocket's cheek.
He blushed under his fur as his body tensed up, Vix pulled away and giggled.
"Oh Rocky, you're so cute when you're like this."
Her cheerfulness imminently faded when Peter called for them.
"Hey love birds we're here!"
Vix looked over at Rocket and sighed, "C'mon Rocky lets go get this mission over with."
She then stood up and left the room as Rocket rested his hand on his cheek, he then shook his head and grabbed his gun.
I hope you enjoyed it, and as always I'm sorry for any OOC characters and the misspellings and if the chapter was really long. I'll try to upload as soon as possible. Comments are always helpful and thanks for reading.J
-MissTeenFiction