Never Left Unsaid. Chapter 5

"Oh shit", Iztel immediately rushed over as the seizure which lasted only about twenty-seconds, of which Proctom's eyes had rolled back, and his muscles twitching, finally subsided, and his eyes flicked open, looking glazed for a moment before they fixed on Iztel who was kneeling next to him, and instantly Proctom began to feel humiliated by this.

"I'm sorry Iztel, I didn't drink, I'm sorry". This often happened, with Proctom waking up from his seizures feeling like it was his fault, and Iztel ignoring the people around him just reassured the boy, taking a moment to pull the bandana off Proctom's head, revealing his deep blue scar to the world, and to make sure he hadn't hit his head on anything.

"I know lad, I know. Gunnsen's going to take you to get checked out, and I'll be there soon" reassured Iztel just like a father would have done, as Gunnsen helped the Ravagers get to his feet, and Proctom who looked blearily eyed and who never looked at Stakar left the room.

Iztel just looked for a moment and with his back turned to Stakar said in a cold voice. "And that's why he doesn't drink because he has fits, and you could have easily killed him".

Stakar just tried to find the right answer, but knew he had totally screwed up, and only managed to get out, and not for the first time. "Look I didn't know", to which Iztel just laughed.

"Yeah and that's nor the first time, you know Stakar when Yondu and Kraglin told me you would be coming here, the first thing on everyone's mind was Peter, that you would think you have the authority to take him away from us, exile and all that bollocks. I guess it never occurred to us, that you would commit attempted murder on a vulnerable kid".

I said I didn't know", stated Stakar, not used to having his authority challenged, but Iztel wasn't done, by no means.

"No, of course, you don't, you and that wife of yours don't know. You come onto the Elector, on a mission to save kids, actual kids who are in danger., but your first thought was of Peter. That Peter was trafficked, that Peter is in danger. Seriously Stakar, does Peter look like he's in danger? And when he is, he's got us, to be there.

Peter's probably the luckiest kid in the galaxy, luckier them most of us. Because he actually has mean assholes like us, ready to protect him. It's like you want to see the worst in Yondu and Kraglin, and for what?

Kraglin and Aleta now had come into the room, they had bumped into Proctom, and Gunnsen who had hastily explained the situation, because you would have to be an idiot to miss the remains of blue blood across both their noses and just listened while Iztel went on his rant.

"Because it's easier, then facing up to the fact that Regellen and Hoag's death is on your conscious, you left them to die. And you didn't give a shit, not about Kraglin, shit talk about breaking all our hearts".

Iztel, took the glass of whisky that had been left on the side, "Fucking amazing how things turn out isn't it? Yondu's an independent, and we're all happy, and none of us gives a shit about the ninety-eight other Ravager Clans".

All eyes were on Iztel now, some hearing new information, before their arrivals, and Iztel normally more placid Ravagers, but since Peter was still out of the room, he continued unleashing hell.

"But you know what the best thing is, when it comes to being a Captain, Yondu's not only good, but he's better than you. We get paid well, have time to ourselves, have a work-life balance which isn't easy in fucking space. But you know the best thing is unlike you. He doesn't leave people behind.

When I was injured, lying in the ground with my eyes blurry and my arm ripped from me, he came back. Yondu came back for me, he refused to let me die, and for that, I'll always be grateful. But that's the thing about you Stakar, what is it they call you. "He who knows", but you don't know shit and you never have".

With that Iztel took the glass of the whisky and downed it on one, giving a slight cough as it burned his throat, and made his way to leave, only for Stakar to step forward and in his stupidity, placed his hand on Iztel's shoulder to get his attention, or offer an explanation. However, in an instant Iztel turned with his one right arm in a fist and clocked Stakar across the face and nose, hard enough for blue blood to drip down.

"That's been, long time coming, and you deserve more than that", Iztel said before he addressed the crew

"Rats, feed yourselves, I'm going to sort out my boy."

With that Iztel stormed from the room, leaving everyone just standing there, trying to make sense of all of it, as Kraglin and Aleta just looked at each other, as a dark chuckle came from a small corner of the doorway, and a familiar blue figure stepped forward.

"Well it's nice to see you getting reunited with my crew, Osgood's, always nice to see."

Yondu Udonta stepped forward, since he had been there, just as Proctom fell to the floor, and to be honest did get a kick over Iztel letting rip on Stakar, it was better than him doing it, and he knew it was a long time coming.

"So, I have to make some changes, since Proctom who is my bomb builder, I need him in the field and no matter what I'm not leaving him behind, my chef is pissed, his boy has seized, and my husband and your wife had had a tiff!"

Yondu went over and grabbed a bottle of beer and took a big gulp.

"So, because of the changes I have to make, how do you wish to compensate me?"

Yondu felt a bit bad at what happened next, but it was the only way, or so he thought.

"So how about tomorrow, when you send your Ravagers over, I want you to take Peter for the next four days…so how about it?"

From the looks on all the faces that surrounded him, a lot of shock and surprise, but from the look on Kraglin's face, Yondu knew if looks could kill, he would be very dead by now.

To be continued