I would like say thank you for all the followers, favorites, and comments! It gets me really excited to see that you guys are enjoying my story so far. And that's why I decided to give you guys a chapter early! :D
I've finished all of the chapters that involve the movie story line, it's gonna be the next seven chapters or so. Like I said it's going to go by kinda fast, the dialogue might be shortened but the concept is still there.
I only own Lindsey...
Rated T- language, innuendos, and adult humor(lots)
Hope you in enjoy my new chapter.
"Undress." An officer ordered.
After getting off the ship we were all separated to be "cleaned," yeah my opinion on this matter isn't the prettiest. We've been stripped of our belongings, and forced to undress, and washed down with this orange gooey substance. Scoffing I looked towards the box I was suppose to put my clothes in. It wasn't even big enough for my boots.
"Do you need some help princess?" The officer continued.
Growling I stripped to nothing covering my chest with my hands. I closed my eyes and waited. When the cold orange goo started, it felt like needles were continuously stabbing every inch of my body. Gagging I curled up, and tried to think of some place warm. This was not what I thought being clean was! I'm more dirty than anything right now.
After that, I was guided to the room I was suppose to dress into the awful yellow prison garb. The officer who has been taunting me since the beginning shoved me through the door and threw a towel at my face.
"You said you didn't have a towel!" I yelled glaring at the pig.
"Oops." He smirked and shut the door.
"Well now. I'm not surprised."
Groaning I wrapped the towel around myself and glared at Peter. "Don't."
"Hey, you have nothing to be ashamed of." Peter said raising his hands in surrender.
"I know." I answered trying to dry off my body without showing him anymore. Taking a peak over at Peter I noticed he also has nothing to be ashamed of, rock hard body, tall, tan, not so bad with the looks-. STOP IT LINDSEY! I scolded myself. Shaking those thoughts out.
I finished getting dressed tying up my boots when I herd a tiny growl from behind the door.
Watching a disgruntled wet Rocket enter, I couldn't help but snort. He just looked so pissed, he was probably being an asshole and got the special treatment.
He doesn't take long to get dried of, and dressed. And before I know it we were walking through the center of the prison.
And none of the stories could prepare me for this. Women and men were everywhere, the prison was packed full. Trying not to think about all the murders, and rapists, I focused on the back Gamoras head.
I was walking in the middle between Rocket, and Groot. "Why is everyone so mad." I whispered to Rocket.
He nodded towards Gamora. "Like I said she's got a rep." He glared over at some people looking at us. "Lots of people in here lost their families to Ronan and his goons. She'll last a day tops." He said with a shrug.
"The guards will protect her right?" Peter asked looking towards Gamora.
Rocket shook his head. "They are only here to make sure we don't escape. Once were inside they don't care what we do to each other."
Clenching and unclenching my fists, I took in my surroundings once more. At least I don't have a target on my head I thought.
"Whatever nightmares the future holds are dreams compared to what is behind you." Gamora said to us.
Turning around I looked at all the strange people. Nodding my head in a silent agreement I continued to walk, but Peter and I were forced to stop, because a rather large arm blocked our path.
Looking up to the huge man beside me made me shiver. He was looking Peter and I up and down with hungry eyes. I'm not sure if it was a sexual stare or if he really wanted to eat us.
"You're a little thin but I will make claim on the new meat." He said grinning and grabbing my side.
"Don't touch!" I yelped slapping his hand and jumping behind Peter who had no problem pushing me behind him.
"Not cool ma-" Peter was interrupted by Groot extending his fingers up the mans nose.
Scrunching my face up in disgust at the mans screams. I didn't feel any real sympathy towards the man.
"Let's make something clear," Rocket announced to the whole prison. "This one here," he pointed towards Peter "is our booty! And if you wanna get through him, you go through us. Or more accurately we go through you."
And that was it, Groot pulled his fingers from the big guys nose and waited for me to follow Rocket as he finished his speech.
"I'm with them." I herd Peter say from behind us. "Maybe we should dude you up, make you less appealing smallz." He shrugged pulling my pony tail.
"Hey! Watch it." I slapped his hands away and turned towards him. "Just because you are under our protection doesn't mean we are friends." I started to poke his chest wanting to argue some more, but I felt tiny claws crawl up my back.
"Claws Rocket." I hissed rubbing my lower back.
"Stop your complaining and arguing we have a bigger problem." Rocket stated slapping the top of my head and leaning on it. "Sleeping situation isn't going to be your favorite."
"Huh? Why?" I looked into the room. "Now we have to sleep with a group of sweaty men and women on the floor!" I shouted "we better get out of here soon." I grumbled, grabbing a blanket and pillow from the rack, and walked Rocket and I towards a lone corner with Groot.
Peter followed but I shook my head. "There is a perfect spot right over there." I pointed towards the middle of the room with a group of guys. "Sweet dreams." I smiled leaning up against Groot and letting Rocket crawl into my lap with the pillow.
Hearing Peter grumble I looked over to him and smirked. He was trying to push the men as far from him as possible, but one of the guys just decided to spoon him. Giving up he forced his eyes closed.
Waking up to Rocket standing in my lap talking to Peter was not want I wanted.
"Quill what are you doing?" I herd Rocket whisper. "Forget about her." I herd him argue and jump off my lap.
Peeking my eye open I saw them leave the room. "Not my problem." I turned on my side trying my best to find comfort on Groot. But let's be honest he's tree. He's not comfortable.
"I am Groot." Groot said standing up making me fall to the ground.
"No Groot." I replied looking up to him. "They can handle whatever they went off to do." Laying on the ground putting the pillow under my head.
"I am Groot!" He argued walked out the door.
Ugh. I really didn't want to get up but I didn't feel all that safe alone in a dark room with strangers. "Groot." I called jumping over people catching up with him in the hallway. "I'll come." All he did was nod as we continued a silent walk.
After a bit, we finally found the group having a deep discussion about that damn orb.
"-split the money three ways." Gamora said quietly.
"I am Groot." Groot said standing tall
"Yeah five!" I said also crossing my arms over my chest.
"Fine." Gamora proceeded "but you three better find a way out of this place." And with one last glare she turned and walked towards her room.
She only got a room to give her some kind of safety. What happened to her anyways. I looked over to Peter "why did you guys get up?"
"Some guys were taking Gamora to the showers to kill her." Peter said in the direction she left. "Had to talk them out of it." He puffed out his chest acting hero.
"Mmk," I arched a brow looking down to Rocket who was about to say something "I want to sleep for a bit longer before I hear the plan." I turned walking back to the room with Groot.
Again waking up to Rocket stretching his claws into my side is not what I wanted to wake up to. Groaning I turned on my back, Rocket stretched out on my stomach. "Claws Rocket." I pulled his ear.
"I'd suggest you get up now for breakfast." Peter said kicking my boot. "You probably don't want left overs." He said shivering at the thought.
"Can't be worse than mystery meat." I yawned stretching out across the floor.
"Mystery meat." Rocket also shivered thinking about our old meals. stepping off my stomach, he began walking towards the cafeteria.
I refused to eat the food here. It looked alive. Gagging a little I looked up towards Groot "where are they?" I asked. He pointed towards Gamora, Peter, and Rocket. They were all talking in soft tones looking around at things.
"Alright," Peter agreed to whatever Rocket asked and sat beside me at the table. "Here's a fruit." He said placing it on a napkin in front of me.
"Is it suppose to be mushy?" I poked at it.
"I don't think so." Peter laughed taking a drink.
Rocket took a seat a the head of the table while Gamora sat across Peter and I.
"And finally on the wall back there." He said motioning his head towards the tower. "Is a black box with a blinking yellow light. See it?" Everyone gave him a nod to continue. "There is a quarnex battery inside. Purple box, greenish wires. To get inside, I definitely need it."
"How are we suppose to do that?" Gamora asked staring at Rocket.
"Well I herd these people find you attractive." Rocket shrugged. "Maybe you can workout some kind of trade."
"You've got to be joking." Gamora fumed.
Stopping my probing of the mystery fruit I looked over at Gamora laughing? They continued to argue trying to agree on a plan to get it. Looking back towards the tower I stood up slightly shocked. The others looked up to me, Peter was about to say something but the lights went out and were replaced with the back up. The group turned and saw Groot holding out the battery.
"Or we can just get it first and improvise." Rocket said.
"I'll get the band." Gamora got up from her seat and took off in a direction.
"Leg." Peter sighed getting up and also going off.
"Ugh.." Rocket groaned dragging his paws down his face.
"Um I will help with the leg." I nodded to myself and ran after Peter.