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Here's chapter 2 everybody.
Chapter 2: Golden Morons.
It's now been a few minutes since the Abilisk was killed by the Guardians of the Galaxy. With the hurricane now gone, the group was checking on the batteries that they were hire to protect as Drax got himself cleaned up.
"What are they called again?" Drax asked.
"Anulax batteries." Peter said as he puts on his jacket.
"Harbulary batteries." Drax said.
"That's nothing like I said. But they're worth thousands of units apiece which is why the Sovereign hired us to protect them." Peter said as Rocket grabs a battery.
"Hmm, maybe the Sovereign should place guards here if they are that valuable." Daranak said.
"Careful what you say around these folks. They're easily offended. The cost of transgression is death." Peter said.
"Geez, offended over choice of words? Come on." Salzer said in annoyance.
Several minutes later, the Guardians of the Galaxy went to the Sovereign palace to meet with Ayesha, the Golden High Priestess of the Sovereign. The Sovereign are a highly advanced, genetically engineered galactic race who live on the collective of planets of the same name: Sovereign. They are best known for their gold skin and to be highly xenophobic on other alien races.
"We thank you, Guardians, for putting your lives on the line. We could not risk the lives of our own Sovereign citizens. Every citizen is born exactly as designed by the community. Impeccable, both physically and mentally. We control the DNA of our progeny germinating them in birthing pods." Ayesha said.
"I guess I prefer to make people the old fashioned way." Peter said.
"Perhaps someday, you could give me a history lesson in the archaic ways of our ancestors. For academic purposes." Ayesha said.
"I would be honored, yes. In the name of research. I think that could be pretty... repulsive." Peter said, trying not to sound offensive to Ayesha and the Sovereign people. "I'm not into that kind of casual..."
"Oh please." Gamora said before approaching Ayesha's throne. "Your people promised something in exchange for our services. Bring it and we shall gladly be on our way."
Two Sovereign guards entered the throne room with a prisoner covered. They place the prisoner on its knees before revealing to be Nebula, Gamora's adopted sister, who hasn't been seen after escaping the Battle of Xandar. Nebula look at Gamora with a cold glare.
"Family reunion. Yay." Peter said awkwardly.
"Awkward..." Daranak said.
"I understand she is your sister." Ayesha said to Gamora.
"She's worth no more to me than the bounty due for her on Xandar." Gamora said as she grabbed Nebula.
"Our soldiers apprehended her attempting to steal the batteries." Ayesha said as she got up to her feet. "Do with her as you please."
Gamora, along with Salzer and followed by Baby Groot, escorted Nebula out of the throne room while Peter, Drax, Rocket and Daranak look at Ayesha.
"We thank you, High Priestess Ayesha." Peter said.
"What is your heritage, Mr. Quill?" Ayesha asked before Peter can leave.
"My mother is from Earth." Peter replied.
"And your father?" Ayesha asked.
"He ain't from Missouri. That's all I know." Peter replied, not liking this conversation.
"I see it within you. An unorthodox genealogy. A hybird that seems particularly reckless." Ayesha said.
"You know, they told me you people were conceited douchebags, but that isn't true at all." Rocket said before winking at Peter, which the Sovereign people noticed and gasped in offense.
Some of the Sovereign were about to arrest the Guardians as Peter looks at Ayesha in worry and Daranak glare at Rocket.
"Oh, shit. I'm using my wrong eye again, aren't I?" Rocket asked.
"Shut up, Rocket." Daranak said as Drax grabs Rocket.
"I'm sorry. That was meant to be behind your back." Rocket said.
"Count yourself blessed they didn't kill you." Drax said.
"You're telling me. You wanna buy some batteries?" Rocket said, secretly showing Drax some Anulax batteries that he stole in his knapsack, making Drax laugh.
A few minutes later, the Guardians of the Galaxy, with their prisoner Nebula, boarded the Milano, before starting to leave Sovereign. As the Milano was piloted away, Daranak and Salzer changed into their Xandarian forms, both were wearing plain grey sweatshirts, a pair of red jeans, and black combat boots, Salzer's being longer than Daranak's. Peter changed into a new sweatshirt as Gamora puts cuffs on Nebula.
"That stuff about my father. Who does she think she is?" Peter said, not liking Ayesha's conversation about his father.
"Yeah, I sense that you didn't like that conversation." Daranak said.
"I know you're sensitive about that." Gamora said.
"I'm not sensitive about it. I just don't know who he is." Peter said before changing the subject. "Sorry if it seemed like I was flirting with the High Priestess. I wasn't."
"I don't care if you were." Gamora said as she takes Nebula.
"Well, I feel like you do care. That's why I'm apologizing. So sorry!" Peter said.
"Gamora is not the one for you, Quill." Drax said, scaring Peter as he appeared out of nowhere.
"Damn shadow." Peter muttered.
"There are two types of beings in the universe, those who dance, and those who do not." Drax said looking at Gamora.
"I like to dance." Salzer said.
"I first met my beloved at a war rally." Drax said.
"Oh, God." Peter muttered.
"Ooookay." Daranak said.
"Everyone in the village flailed about dancing. Except one woman. My Ovette. I knew immediately she was the one for me. The most melodic song in the world could be playing. She wouldn't even tap her foot. Wouldn't move a muscle. One might assume she was dead." Drax said.
"That does sound pretty hot." Peter said.
"It would make my nether..." Drax said.
"Okay, okay, Stop. Don't say it." Salzer said, getting grossed and weird out.
"Just don't finish that last part." Daranak said.
"Okay. I get it, yes. I'm a dancer, Gamora is not." Peter said.
"You just need to find a woman who is pathetic... like you." Peter said.
"What kind of woman am I?" Salzer asked.
"A kind of woman that a man would see your beauty in both Xandarian and ghost form and is very attractive in both forms. Don't worry, Salzer. I know some guy will like you someday, both Xander and Nova." Drax said.
"Thanks." Salzer said.
Salzer and Daranak then left Peter and Drax to take a seat at another part of the Milano.
"What a day." Daranak said.
"At least we don't have to deal with the Sovereign's punishments 'cause they got offended. We got lucky they let us go." Salzer said.
"Now we just got to get Nebula to Xandar where she can be punish for her crimes." Daranak said.
"Well, it will be nice to return to our home world. Wonder what Xandar and the Nova Corps has been up to since the battle and since we left." Salzer said.
"Yeah. Nova Prime will be happy to see us." Daranak said.
"Well, let's just enjoy this ride to Xandar and listen to Peter's tape." Salzer said.
"Hmm, come to think about it, what would you do when we visit Earth someday?" Daranak said.
"Of course get some Earth stuff, like music and clothes, but to explore the planet. Want to experience the Earth culture and meet some people there." Salzer said.
"Someday, sis. Someday." Daranak said.
Meanwhile, Gamora was locking up Nebula, who noticed some plants in a bowl.
"I'm hungry. Hand me some of that yaro root." Nebula said.
"No. It's not ripe yet and I hate you." Gamora said.
"You hate me? You left me there while you stole that stone for yourself. And yet here you stand, a hero. I will be free of these shackles soon enough, and I will kill you. I swear." Nebula said.
"No. You're gonna live out the rest of your days in a prison on Xandar wishing you could." Gamora said.
Suddenly, the Milano's alarms went off and Gamora ran off, leaving Nebula alone, to meet up with the others to see what's happening.
And that's the end of this chapter. Hopefully, I'll try to update more often since I'm on a tight fanfic schedule and write upcoming chapters as I can. Anyway, how will Daranak and Salzer do during the space battle on the Sovereign? Find out next time in the next chapter. Please review. :)