Hey all hope you had a great Christmas. Mom really loved her presents. I gave her a blanket, slippers, vase with flowers and catch all basket. Still haven't had the new roof put on our house. Can't get hold of the guy who was suppose to do it. For some reason he doesn't seem to want to answer his phone while he is puking his guts out with the flu. Husband is friends with his father so that is how we know he is sick as a dog. But don't worry no money has changed hands yet.
This chapter has a little of this and a little of that in it with a ton of cursing so people are warned. Grammar and spelling again excuse cause I wanted to get this chapter out. I need to write more for the story but wanted to get something to you all. I skipped last week putting a chapter out in favor of doing a quick little one shot Christmas special. If you haven't read that yet please go over and do so. From the reviews I received from it people thought it was very cute. And I had a ball writing it. Come for the family stay for the laser shooting reindeers hahahahaha.
Remember lots of perspective changing's going on for a while as a warning if your eyes start to cross from the action going on.
Yondu strode through the doors as he heard a junior crew member say.
"…you don't we will open fire."
Already he was liking the girl even if he didn't know her name. She had balls if she was threatening the fucker on the other side of the viewer, knowing she didn't have any true authority to fire the guns. If she would fire that would be for another day, he was here on his bridge on his ship and he was going to enjoy this.
"Well, well, well look what we have here." He greeted as he walked onto the bridge in no way affected by a floor that looked like empty space with stars shining all around. "I leave for a few minutes to take a piss and next thing you know, some Nova Corp Scum decide to show up and cause all sorts of horse shit. What ya'll fuckwits doing in this corner of the galaxy so far from home and your pussy planet?"
The man being addressed by the Ravager Captain was dressed in the uniform of a Nova Corp Commander but there was something slightly off from it. Certain badging was missing and others had been replaced by different shaped ones. Looking deeper into the opposite bridge he could see the other crew were wearing the same type of uniform with the same missing or different badging. Going with what he knew was happening he snorted to himself at the arrogant twat in front of him.
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Supreme Commander of the New Nova Empire Fleet Gordon Anton Vaas smiled to himself. He was sitting in the command chair of the latest creation of the former Nova Corp the new flagship Nemesis. Very pleased with the size of the ship and the weapons it sported. It was over 4000 meters long and 3000 meters tall with 50 millimeter guns in a triangle configuration on both the bow and aft sections. Missile ports could be seen on either side of the bow in a row of eight each with a launch rate of every 54 seconds per. They carried over 6000 in their inventory of the one ship. They had a huge cargo area for both their storage and warships of which they had over 200. A flat sheet grey the bridge was located on the very top of the ship like a large dome able to see the stars around him. The power supply was the latest in fuel efficiency design with the tanks stored in deeply armored compartments. It was built with three power plants all interconnected supplying life support to weapons to environmental conditions. The crew was very proud to have the ability to serve on her.
Gordon Anton Vaas was a tall man standing 6.6 with a brawny body. Able to bench press at least 600 pounds one of his favorite ways to discipline a wayward solider was to have them fight him. If they lasted 30 seconds they lived if they didn't they died and someone else replaced them. Bald as a pool ball on top but with an impressive grey mustache curling around his face. His face was hard with deep set eyes, the left showing a scar going from his temple to his chin. A stubborn chin indicated a man that was used to getting his way even if he had to rip someones head off in order to do so. Broad shouldered with ripping chest muscles, arms the size of watermelons showed tendons with power in them. A firm stomach, narrow waist that tapered down into powerful legs that could kill you with a properly placed kick.
He had taken over this new ship along with the fleet of 50 ships that worked along side it. He was confident there wasn't another fleet around that was as impressive as his was.
Commander Vaas knew that nothing else in space compared to his newest toy and to see the Ravager ship hovering over the planet he grinned to himself. He had been given minimal info on the Quillian but wasn't worried, no space pirate vessel was worth a damn in his book and he didn't anticipate this one being any different. It did look newer then most he had come across but he was confident in his ship. He was unimpressed with the ship as it simply hung there waiting to be fired upon like a sitting aquatic avian and he had so been looking forward to trying out his new guns. Giving orders to move from behind the moon he smirked at the smaller ship and no doubt the panic that was ensuing with their arrival. Only to have his eye widen and mouth to crack open a touch as he viewed the changes taking place.
The sleek sides of the ship he had been sneering at changed before his eyes. More guns then he had ever seen on one ship began to deploy. Three rows all down the each side of it along with guns coming from the top and bottom. Missile ports opening at the bow and stern as it rotated to take aim at his own ship. Openings large enough to allow a dozen ships to fly out at once yet still shielded to deflect incoming shots.
"Sir detecting massive power increases on Ravager ship. More power then I've ever seen being made on a ship to be truthful." Commander Vaas brought up his own console reading the same info his navigator was telling him. The power rates were actually climbing, matching then exceeding what his own ship was capable of producing.
"Where the fuck are they getting all that power from? This ship is the latest in technology and supposed to be the best? Fuckena I'm going to kill whoever lied about this ship when we reassigned it to our fleet."
"Sir do you wish to open a channel to the Ravager ship?"
Vaas continued to look out the bridge window at the other ship. Making plans to somehow capture and learn its secrets. He would have it if it proved better then the one he flew now. "Yes open one and lets see exactly who Yondu Udonta and Peter Quill really are."
"Right away sir."
Commander Vaas was seriously annoyed that his call was not answered right away instead taking at least 5 minutes before it was acknowledged. Then when they finally got around to it instead of seeing the blue body of the Ravager Captain. A skinny blonde haired female answered boldly even though he could tell she was hiding something.
"This is Kerowyyn Demonsbane of the Ravager Flagship Quillian. State your name and the reason why you are here. If you don't we will open fire."
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Kerowyyn waited for the response to her question, nervous that she wouldn't be able to pull this bluff off the way it needed to be. The man that came on the viewer was large, bald and someone you don't want to underestimate. How she wished the Captain was here.
Someone must have heard her wish and decided to answer it.
"Well, well, well look what we have here." The Captain smoozed as he walked in. "I leave for a few minutes to take a piss and next thing you know some Nova Corp Scum decide to show up and cause all sorts of horse shit. What ya'll fuckwits doing in this corner of the galaxy so far from home and your pussy planet?"
Kero breathed a sigh of relief even if she didn't show it. Vacating the Captains chair quickly she slid to another console bringing up her preprograms. Yondu without missing a beat slid into the open seat, secretly happy he was sitting down to deal with this latest complication in their lives.
Supreme Commander of the new Nova Empire scowled down his nose at the blue bastard that addressed him so rudely. He would show these society rejects who the true scum was. "I am Supreme Commander of the New Nova Empire Fleet Gordon Anton Vaas and you must be Yondu Udonta I've heard so many things about."
"That's me, now like I was saying earlier what you fuckwits all doing here?"
Raising an eyebrow at the pirate Anton Vaas was looking forward to slapping him around. "We have an order for you and your peoples arrest. We are to transport you all to the nearest New Nova Empire planet where your crimes will be read to you then transported to the kiln. Your assets will be frozen and your ship confiscated." He licked his lips mentally thinking about the ship he was viewing.
"Hmm well now seems you came all the way out here for nothing. See we here don't have much interest going with you nor letting you on the ship. So why don't you save yourself the bother and go find some lawyers or politicians who really need to be sent to the kiln." Yondu pretended to inspect his nails in front of the annoying bastard.
"It wasn't a request. Lower your weapons and prepare to be boarded."
"Really then if that is the case mind if I say one last thing to my crew before hand?"
Suspicious of the tone, he didn't think the Centaurian would give up this easily "Very well."
Pressing a button to activate the ship speakers Yondu address the crew. "Well, you raunchy bastards looks like we are being told to surrender so we can be sent off to the kiln. The guy in charge of this little fleet is letting me say one last thing to you all before he comes to take us away. So at this time all I can say now is FIRE!" Yondu shouted the command to his eager troops that immediately began firing at the flag ship of the fleet. The guns cycling through easily as shot after shot came from the Quillian taking aim at the other ships in the fleet.
On board the Nemesis the crew watched with wide eyes as shot after shot from the lone ship was aimed at them. They had a super fast recovery time on their own ship but this was astounding. Vaas frowned even as he ordered the shields to max and to return fire he needed to get on that ship and learn its secrets.
"How in the hell are they launching so many plasma energy bolts? No ship in the last 100 years has had a recovery time like that black bastard."
"Sir trying to get more information but scanners are being blocked. Some from the shots fired but some from whatever they are using as metal plating on that damn thing."
Vaas continued to sit up as he gave commands "Launch missiles disable it and board her once it is. I want that ship."
"Launching sir."
Smug in the face of his ships real weapons payload he was pleased to see multiple rounds fired and heading towards the Quillian.
"YO douchebag!" Yondu called from the viewer where he was temporary forgotten. "Shouldn't have done that." With his own smug look he gave another command. "Hey boys light 'em up"
The Nemesis crew watched on the screen as a fleet of ravager ships left its hold. Thinking to hit and destroy them as they launched they were dismayed to see the larger ship was able to hold shields till they could get out of the line of fire. Then once out of the direct line they started blasting the missiles aimed at the Quillian then attacking the smaller ships in the New Nova Empire. Aiming not to destroy but to disable. Ravagers liked loot and all those pretty ships were bound to have some nice stuff. The M-ships concentrated on the littles ones staying clear of the main ship so their own home could knock the crap out of it.
"Sir your orders?" Asked the first mate of the Nemesis.
Commander Vaas glared at the other Captain with the smug look and was seriously pissed off. How dare that pirate scum laugh at him when he was commanding the greatest fleet of the New Nova Corp empire. "Launch our own ships teach those bastards a lesson."
"Aye sir."
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Peter raced up to the bridge determined to help his dad out with whatever he might need. Yondu was very good at bluffing but even he had his limits and Peter knew he was reaching his. He really wished there was something he could do to help Yondu get better especially with all the shit that was happening. The Nova Corp he knew had been over thrown by these assholes and he wasn't about to lay around and see over 1000 planets that had been at peace for years get blow to hell. But that was for later now he had a parent to watch over, a ship to manage and a bunch of over blown with their own self importance prats to teach a lesson to.
Walking through the bridge doors he ignored the stars shining underneath him and the battles going on around the ship. He looked up at the viewer checking out the man on the other side and frowned. His uniform wasn't the standard Nova Corp so he must be one of the new assholes and he didn't look happy at the pummeling his crew was giving them. Grinning to himself he walked over to the pilot console the blond gal was sitting at. He hadn't had a chance to really work with her full potential but he would get around to it once all the other problems in his life settled down.
Tapping her shoulder he was pleased when she only glanced at him and returned to her screen.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Kero remember when I told you that the Quillian could sing and if done correctly she would dance?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Well, Darling its time to let her dance." With a wide grin she vacated her seat to the elder Ravager who slid in. Pressing a series of commands she watched as another set of displays she had never seen came on. They listed in even more detail, power flows, navigation, targeting arrays and many more all down to the last decimal point detail.
Grabbing the cyclic and weapon control stick in his right hand, his left held the thruster collective, then placing his feet in the foot pedals which handled rudder control, he began to make her dance.
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Vaas watched as another Ravager came onto the bridge, taking the seat of the blond who had first addressed him. He brought up his own screen and realized that the man was Peter Quill who he had also been told about briefly. Studying him he didn't see anything special about him till he looked closer and it looked like a glow surrounded him as he worked.
"First Mate Forshee focus in on the man that just came onto the Ravager bridge. I want you to scan for anything and everything you can about him. Get me info and I want it now."
"Yes Sir, but their shields and armor is making it very difficult to get any information."
"Don't give me excuses give me answers and give them to me NOW!" Vaas shouted at the shorter man.
The first mate quickly began calibrating the ships scanners trying to focus on the younger man that had the commanders interest. He frowned as his readings were giving him incomplete information on his biology and origins. He wasn't happy when he realized earlier that the ships sensors couldn't penetrate as deeply as they should have been able to. The opposite ship was built out of material he had never seen before but what he could scan from it, it was both harder then anything he knew of and flexible. Like the commander he was very interested in boarding her and finding out all her secrets.
"Sir forwarding what information I can gather but whatever that ship is made out of is a bitch to scan. It's going to take more time to get what you want…"
"Sir the Ravager Mother ship is moving and coming about our starboard side. Firing all guns. HOLY SHIT SIR, Look at the power readings" hollered the second mate.
Looking at their consoles the First Mate and Commander both widened their eyes as the Quillian began to move slicing through space with ease and speed. It slid around to their starboard side aiming the middle row of guns at a specific point just past where the bridge on the Nemesis was located.
The First Mate began to determine where the shots were going to hit and when he discovered it he turned quickly to Vaas. "Sir we have to move now. They're aiming at the central power plant. They take that out and we are sitting dead in space."
"WHAT how in the hell can they take it out. The power array is buried in the ship."
"Not sure how but they can. Have you seen the power levels that ship can produce? Fuckers are going to blow us all up."
"Well, you dumb fuck move move move. Get us out of here. Open fire on that bastard and disable them." The Commander shouted at the crew who hurried to obey him.
Blasting orders over the comms the First Mate snarled "Launching missiles full spread all guns engage. Fleet ships aim for the Quillian hit whatever you can. KILL HER!"
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The fleet ships the ones that were left from the armanda began to fly towards their own mother ship to defend her. The Ravager ships following and blasting away at even more of them. Both factions working to destroy as many of the other side as they could while saving their own flag ships. But the Ravagers had more experience with fast in and out fighting. Their lives depended on it a hell of a lot more often plus they had no problem killing others if it got them out of their hair.
Fighting was intense as both sides dueled, slicing and dicing through space as each worked to defend the large battle ships. Ravager M-ships blazed rainbow trails as they circled around the fleet ships while they opened fired and tried to destroy the pirates.
Kraglin in his own M-ship concentrated on one of the smaller fleet ships located in the back of the main fleet. He loved his ship and the way it purred through space. Sleek, responsive and loaded with so many weapons it would choke a Kree enforcer with envy, it was his own pride and joy. The Iron Loyalty was a gift to him from the guardians given at the same time as when the Quillian was gifted to Yondu. Well, not the same day it was three days later actually when they surprised him with it. They had all been focusing on showing Yondu and himself the in's and outs of the main ship and at the time he hadn't realized it keeping him far away from one of the cargo holds. Peter knew that if he had been shown the ship the same day as they gave the Quillian to his dad that Kraglin would have been torn between looking at his Captains ship and wanting to drool over his own. So instead they had waited a few days to let the large ship grow on them before presenting him with the brand new M-ship.
It was 35% larger then his old M-ship and it used that extra size to great advantage. It had a large main engine that allowed him to fly twice as fast through space as his old one. With just a flick of the wrist he could have it doing rolls, dives and twists. But the weapons were something else, rate of fire was an astounding at over 100 plasma rounds a second out of each of the six gun turrets. It had built in auto fire that allowed him to target one ship with a set of guns then target another and set another pair to that one. Taking out three targets at once with the plasma cannons was useful since they could be firing while he took aim with a whole other system of missiles. They were small didn't have much range but they were extremely deadly for the range they had. Packing the tiny missiles onto the ship was surprisingly easy due to the fact that each one was only as large as Kraglin's hand. They were compact expanding to three times their size once they hit a vacuum. Designed by Rocket he carried a little over 300 on his ship which auto loaded them as they were fired.
It had been loaded onto the Quillian with a space resistant paint that reflected radio signals off it. Any ship other then the Yondu's wouldn't be able to track it easily making it very handy for stealthy missions. Or coming up on the blind side of ships and taking out the power systems so they would sit in space till they could come back to loot it. Right now Kraglin was aiming for that smaller ship due to unusual scanner readings indicating something really special was on board. He wasn't sure what was on it but he was going to take it out and see what they were trying to hide.
Flying faster he took aim at his target and launched all six guns and a set of missiles at what the scanners were saying was the power supply. Smiling with satisfaction as they hit he watched as the ship slowed down and began to list to port. He began to take aim at another ship when his communication board started beeping insensately. Wondering why Yondu would be trying to contact him at this moment when they were busy he opened the radio to find out what he wanted.
"Obfonteri? Kraglin Obfonteri? Don't shoot us you nitwit. We have family on board and Peter I'm sure would be VERY annoyed to know you shot at us."
Kraglin shocked to hear a voice he didn't expect to hear unless he was under arrest at some point brought up the view screen. There on the screen was the last person he would expect to be this far out.
"Nova Prime?
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Peter didn't want to admit it but he was enjoying himself. He hadn't had a good excuse to put the Quillian through her paces since they finished building her. He pushed the throttle in for more speed even as he swung her around to begin hitting the other ships side. Just like when they were going after Ronan's ship they opened fired and aimed for one spot that sensors stated the main power was. The Quillian, obedient to her Masters son's commands, fired rapidly from her center guns while the top and bottom auto fired on any enemy ships that tried to stop her. Feeling the vibration as the cannons let loose Peter watched as the power plants responded to the battle, actually increasing their levels to make up for the rapid drain of them. Shields, guns, life support, and everyday use wasn't putting a strain on the systems yet. But it was only a matter of time before they did. This was the ships first real battle and now would be the time for something to go wrong.
Watching the screen for trouble, taking aim at the other ship Peter didn't let those things totally distract him from what was happening to the Captain. He could see he was trying to keep the bluff going but Yondu was far from totally well and it was beginning to show. He was slipping just a bit more in his seat, his eyes were widening in that way that said he was trying to stay awake. He couldn't whistle at the moment because of the screen and they would see how his arrow didn't respond as it should. Thinking hard he wished there was more he could do for the Centaurian, something that would allow Yondu to get back to the way he was before he was shot in the head. That is when most of their problems started and if he wasn't so busy he would take some time to curse at his wife's crazy sister.
Nebula was a thorn in all their sides with her quest to kill her father. One of her best features though if he was being honest with himself, was that she sent the best birthday presents for her niece and nephew. She only met with them once a year so she didn't contaminate their young minds with her homicidal tendencies. Why he was thinking of her now he hadn't a clue but hoped she was far away so he didn't have to deal with her crazy along with the rest right now.
He continued to focus on his shots of the other ship but continued to think on what he possibly could do for Yondu. He really wanted his dad to just be better and everything go back to normal with his family. Glancing again at the blue man his eyes widened at what he saw. Cutting the video feed he pressed a command on the display before jumping from his seat to where Yondu had slumped over.
"Yondu, YONDU! DAD! Wake up?" Peter grabbed him before he could slide out of his chair. So focused on caring for his unresponsive parent he didn't see the glow in his hands. Looking up he focused on Kerowyyn. "Kero you're in charge till I get back. Just shoot anything you see unless you get orders from one of the Family or Upper Officers." Not waiting for a response Peter left carrying the man who raised him as his own, in his arms to Med bay.
Kero blinked at the sudden change of command before returning to the chair Peter had been piloting from. Taking the controls in hand she studied the display for a moment before continuing where the red head had left off.
To the other crew on the bridge she cleared her throat then stepped into the place that she seemed to be falling into. "Okay you dogs lets show these traitorous bastards our teeth." With the cheers of the crew behind her she opened fired on the opposite flagship.
There you all go for this week. Hope to have more next week. If you liked it please let me know. Otherwise I'll continue to write for my own amusement but the reviews let me know that others are enjoying what I put down. LONG LIVE YONDU!