After what felt like forever, Peter finally landed on the eerie ground of the Sanctuary. He got out of his pod and started to walk around. The Sanctuary was bigger than he imagined. "Nebula!" He yelled out, getting irritated. "Nebula, i'm here! You want me? Come get me."
"So, you are the Peter Quill, Father has been talking about?" The bald, blue luphomoid appeared out of darkness, scaring the shit out of Peter. His brows furrowed in anger.
"Listen, do whatever you want to me. Just leave Gamora, alone."
Nebula snorted. "You know what's so adorable? She said the same thing about you."
"What do you want?"
"Father requires your presence at once."
"Okay." Peter said, rolling his eyes. Two Sakaaran guards grabbed him underneath his armpits and dragged him to Thanos. "Good God, I was coming. Man, you guys are impatient." They threw him towards the large, purple man, clad in gold armor. "Jesus!" He exclaimed, looking at the large man in front of him.
"Peter Quill, I see you have came in place of my daughter, Gamora."
"Yeah. What do you wa-" Before Peter could finish his sentence, Thanos stood off his throne, approached Peter and nailed him in the jaw. He wiped blood off of his mouth. "Jesus. What the hell is your problem?"
"Did you really think I wanted you?" Thanos laughed.
"Wait, what? But, Nebula said-"
"My daughter deceived you. Yes, I know of your ability, but right now, you are completely useless to me. The only reason you are here, is because you are Gamora's weakness. If she knows that you are here, she will try to rescue you."
"You mean this was all a trap?" Peter tried to get up but, he immediately got pushed back down by a Sakaaran soldier.
"I'm afraid so." Thanos laughed, evilly. "And when my daughter returns, I will kill her in front of you, so she no longer has one."
"Do you really think having a weakness is a bad thing? Gamora loves me. Why is that bad?"
"Love makes you weak."
"Love makes you strong. It gives you a reason to fight."
"Love is nothing but, a fantasy." He turned his back towards Peter. "That is why I must show Gamora, that love...well, it doesn't exist."
"Gamora will never stop fighting for what's right. Even if you do kill me, she will never fight for you."
"Maybe, but that does not mean I will not make her life as miserable as possible." He smiled and turn back towards Peter. "Starting with you." Then, he signaled for the Sakaaran guards. One of them took out a taser gun, and tasered Peter until he passed out.
Gamora paced back and forth across the cockpit. "Rocket, can you go any faster?" She asked, running a hand through her hair.
"Listen Gam, I'm going as fast as I can. Don't think you're the only one who wants to save Quill, cause you ain't." Rocket said, piloting the ship.
"I can assure you that Quill will be just fine, until we get there. He can handle himself." Drax said leaning back in his seat.
"How could you possibly say that Drax?" Gamora snapped. "You think Ronan was powerful? Thanos is a hundred times worse."
"She has a point."
"Gamora, worrying will not help Peter. If anything it will only make the manner worse." Drax explained, sitting upward.
"Huh, I haven't heard that line before." Rocket said sarcastically.
"We will find Peter, my friend." Gamora nodded and turned around to see the Sanctuary from a distance.
"We're here. Drax, help me get our weapons. Rocket, land the ship, cloaked. Groot, find anything else that will be useful to us." Everyone nodded and went their separate ways.
Peter was chained up, next to Thanos' throne. He looked beaten up and was covered in blood and bruises. He took a deep breath. A whip struck his back. He cried out in agony.
"The more you show weakness, the more you will suffer." Thanos announced, as another whip struck Peter's back. A Sakaaran guard walked in and approached Thanos.
"Lord Thanos, Loki has returned and wants a word with you."
Thanos laughed. "Loki? Alright, where is he?"
"Morag."
He laughed again. "Morag? Why Morag of all places?"
"He did not say. All he said was he was on Morag wanting to talk to you about the other two infinity stones he had discovered."
Thanos smirked, as Peter grimaced from the pain on his back. "Alright." He got up from his throne and started to walk past the Sakaaran guard. "Get the ship ready!" He turned to Nebula. "Nebula. You are in charge. If Gamora is to return before I do, kill him." He pointed to Peter.
"Yes, Father." Nebula signaled for the Sakaaran guards to continue whipping Peter. She walked out of the room, as Peter's screams of agony echoed around her.
The rest of the Guardians sneaked their way in, taking out guards one by one. Gamora signaled for them to enter the throne room. Before they entered the room, Gamora felt a firm hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see Drax looking at her.
"My friends, if we are not to return, I just wanted to thank you for being my friends." They all shared one last smile before entering the throne room.
The first thing Gamora saw was Peter, chained up, unconscious and covered in blood. His own blood. Her eyes filled with rage, as she, Drax, Groot and Rocket, fought their way over to Peter.
Eventually, all of the Sakaarans were lying dead on the floor, or close to it. Gamora ran over to Peter and knelt down beside him. The Guardians followed her and gathered around their unconscious friend. Gamora placed Peter's head on her lap and begun running her fingers through his hair. A tear leaked from her eye and fell onto his cheek, waking him up. "Hey." She said, as she smiled softly at him with tears still filling her eyes.
Peter coughed. "You can't be her'." He whispered weakly. Gamora shook her head.
"I am. I came here to rescue you."
"G'mora, Ne'ula and Thanos doesn't wan' me." He started to pant. Gamora continued to shake her head. "She wants you."
"I don't care. I'm getting you out of here." Peter weakly placed his hand on her cheek and rubbed his finger along her silver scars. He never dared to ask her where they came from, knowing the story would be painful to tell.
"Thanos lef' to talk to someone nam'd Loki. You need to leave now, b'fore he com's back."
"We will not leave you, Peter." Drax butted in.
Peter weakly turned his head towards Drax. "You g'ys need to leave, too."
"You must be shitting if you think we're gonna leave your weak ass here." Rocket yelled trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. Peter knew what he said was a dick move, but he knew that's how Rocket showed he cared.
"Lov' ya' too, Bud." Peter chuckled as he turned his head back to Gamora.
"Peter, what did she do to you?"
"You shou've been qui'ker." He chuckled weakly, as Gamora smiled softly at him, grabbed on to the hand on her cheek and squeezed it. "Seri'usly. You need to go."
"No, Peter. I'm not leaving you." Suddenly, Peter started to gasp for air. "Peter." She started to feel around his body for fatal wounds and found one right next to his right lung; a stab wound. "Peter!" She yelled.
"I lov' you." He spat out before letting go of Gamora's cheek.
Then, Gamora's world seemed to have completely slowed down. She couldn't hear anything and everything was blurry. All she could hear was a blood curdling scream. It must have come from her, feeling the sharp pain in her throat. She slowly lowered her head down to Peter, tears running down her cheeks, and kissed him. "Peter, wake up!" She cried out. It was official; Peter Jason Quill was dead.
Drax picked her up and she tried to fight her way out of his grasp. When her world started to speed up again, Gamora saw all of the Guardians in tears. But, she wasn't crying anymore; she was now, really pissed off. She pushed herself out of Drax's grasp and grabbed her Godslayer from her belt and left the throne room.
The rest of the Guardians looked at her in surprised, as Groot picked up Peter.
"We need to get him to the ship. We can't leave him here." Rocket said as a tear fell down his cheek.
Drax nodded, as they made their way to the Milano.
Gamora ran through the rocky halls of the Sanctuary, slaughtering any Sakaarans that stood in her way. She finally found the blue luphomoid talking to one of the Sakaaran guards. Gamora threw a dagger at the Sakaaran, as he fell to the ground. Nebula turned around to see her 'sister'.
"Sister!" Gamora yelled out to Nebula. "You killed the only thing I ever loved."
Nebula smirked. "You came. I'm glad you got to see your companion one last time before he perished."
Gamora became even more furious, as she drew out her Godslayer and ran towards Nebula. Nebula took out her sword and blocked Gamora's attack. Gamora sidekicked Nebula. She blocked it, pushing Gamora back and slicing her arm. "Give it a rest, Sister! You are no match for me." Nebula announced. Gamora stood up and charged herself at Nebula again. Nebula blocked her attack, once again, knocking her Godslayer out of her hand. "Your love for that man, made you weak. Don't you see Gamora? You never deserved anything they gave you. You are nothing but, a cold blooded murder. Peter Quill never loved you. You would've just been another one of his conquests. Love is weak."
"No, love is strong." Gamora said through her teeth. She pushed herself up and punched Nebula in her jaw, forcing her to drop her sword. She grabbed two daggers out of her boots and started to attack Nebula. Nebula blocked the punches until, Gamora roundhouse kicked her, making her fall onto the ground. Gamora held the dagger to her throat, as her expression softened. "I cannot kill you, Sister,-" She stabbed the dagger into Nebula's shoulder, forcing her to stay on the ground. She cried out in agony. "But, I cannot have you kill anymore of my family." She backed away from Nebula, as she grabbed her Godslayer off the ground and headed towards the Milano.
Gamora saw Peter's corpse lying on the table; the one they normally gathered around when they had meetings. He was still bathed in blood and looked as pale as a ghost. He didn't look like himself. Gamora collapsed on top of him and started to sob into his chest.
"Why did you leave me? You promised you wouldn't go anywhere!" She yelled at the corpse underneath her.
Once the Milano was on autopilot, the other Guardians rushed downstairs to see her crying into him. Drax walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "He loved you dearly, my friend."
"Yeah, Quill wasn't as much of a jackass as I thought he was." Rocket muttered behind him as a tear fell from his eye.
"I am Groot?"
"No! I'm not crying, you idiot! I just got some dust in my eyes." He responded with a sniffle.
"Guys, can I just talk to Peter, alone for a few minutes?" Gamora asked, as tears kept streaming down her face.
The Guardians nodded in unison and left the room.
"Peter,-" Gamora took his hand and loosely intertwined her fingers into his. "I love you, too and I would've loved to eventually start a family with you. But, now-" Gamora couldn't finish her sentence and started to sob some more.
"Really? Cause' I thought you would've thought it was stupid."
Great. Now, she was hearing things. She must be going insane. She looked up and saw Peter's eyes flutter open. He smiled softly at her. She slapped him.
"Ow."
"Why did you do that?" She yelled at him. "I was worried sick! I thought you had died!"
"I thought I was going to die, too, but then I heard you crying hysterically and I couldn't bare, hearing you like that."
"Peter,-" She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his neck. She kissed him on the cheek and grabbed the necklace around his neck. She thumbed the charm and gazed into his eyes. "You still have the necklace?"
"Of course, I wouldn't give it away for anything. Someone would have to kill me before they'd get their hands on it."
Drax, Rocket and Groot ran into the room, to see Peter awake. They all ran towards him, as Gamora chuckled and gave him another kiss, this time on his lips.
"Peter, what the hell? You were dead like three seconds ago!" Rocket yelled at him wiping the tears from his eyes.
"Rocket, are you crying?" Peter asked with a small smirk.
"Shut up! You tell anyone, I will claw your eyes out."
"Eh, well see about that."
"What happened, Quill?" Drax asked.
"I thought I was going to die, but then I was waken up by this one." He pointed to Gamora, who was still on top of him, hugging him so tight to the point of almost strangling him to death. "Easy, killer." He said, rubbing her back. She loosened her grip and nuzzled into his chest.
"Okay, there isn't any sexual tension in this room right now. We'll just be leaving." Rocket said, starting to walk up to the cockpit. Drax and Groot followed, as Peter kissed Gamora's forehead.
"I promise, I won't let you go."
"You better not." She said, lightly flicking him on the back of his head. He laughed. "Rocket, set coordinates for Xandar." She called up to him.
"On it!" He yelled back.
"As for you, we need to get you to a hospital."
"I hate hospitals." He whined.
"Too bad." She shot back, as she nuzzled further into his chest.
A/N: Thanks again for all the awesome reviews! The next chapter will be about the Guardians landing on Xandar, why Peter is still alive, and more fluff between Peter and Gamora.