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CHAPTER FIVE ━━ hurricane of a woman

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♯ ❝NO WAY FURBALL! ❞
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      WITH A NEW DAWN CAME A NEW DAY IN KLYN, MIDAS despite being there for only a day was already completely done with the corrupt prison as the brunette walked with Gamora, she knew the woman could take care of herself, she had shown that quite early on back on Xandar but Midas found herself drawn to keep an eye on her just for the sake of her conscience. Something about the way Gamora acted made it clear to Midas that she was more than the daughter of the mad titan.

    She didn't wish for anything to happen to the adopted daughter of Thanos, but it seemed that Peter had a different idea about it the whole ordeal all together.

    "Listen! I could care less whether you live or whether you die." He announced loudly as he trailed behind the two woman.

Midas stopped in her tracks and suddenly turned around to give him a look full of disbelief. "Then why did you help her out last night huh?" She asked, raising her voice slightly.

    "Simple."Peter shrugged. "She knows where to sell my orb." He explained it like it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy.

     "How are we gonna sell it when we and it are still here." She asked raising her eyebrow. 

Peter looked down and Midas followed his gaze to see Rocket standing beside him. "My friend Rocket here has escaped 22 prisons."

"Oh, we're getting out." Rocket nodded with his arms crossed, leaning against the railing before looking up at Midas and Peter. "And then we're headed straight to Yondu."

     Midas frowned. "Why do I need to get to Yondu?" She asked confused. 

     "Well you have been nasty competition for Yondu's ravagers. " He shrugged.  "And I intend to collect the bounty on your head." 

     "What a great friend you are furball." She muttered under her breath, shaking her head slightly.

     "How much was your buyer willing to pay for my orb?" Peter asked Gamora, but he kept his eyes locked on Rocket, Gamora hesitated for a second as she tensed up before she turned to look at Peter.

     "Four billion unites." She answered honestly and both rocket and Midas choked on their breath.

     "What!" 

     "Holy shit."

     "That orb is my opportunity to get away from Thanos and Ronan. If you free us, I'll lead you to the buyer directly and split the profit between the four of us." Gamora proposed sharply looking between the small group

     "I am Groot." Groot suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

     "Five of us." Rocket corrected quickly. "Asleep for the danger awake for the money." He grunted. "As per frickin' usual."

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     NOT MUCH LATER, THE STRANGE GROUP WAS GATHERED around one of the metal tables in the cafeteria area of the prison. "If we are going to get out of here we are going to need to get in that watch tower." Rocket informed the group of five. "And to do that I'm gonna need a few things."

    "The guards wear security bands to control the ins and outs, I need one." He started of his list looking up at the others for someone to take up the task.

"Leave it to me." Gamora spoke up and Rocket grunted in acknowledgement.

     "That dude there." Rocket nodded towards a guy with a prosthetic leg. "I need his prosthetic leg."

     "His leg?" Peter asked unsure, glancing at Midas who was also looking at Rocket with doubt written on her face.

    "Yeah, gods knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him he's useless."

     "Alright" Peter caved in.

     "And finally, one the wall back there is a black panel." He pointed sneakily towards the wall. "The blinky yellow light. You see it? "He asked and Midas glanced over her shoulder to see the black panel.

     "Yeah." 

     "There is a quarnix  battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that watchtower, I definitely need it."

"How are we supposed to do that?" Gamora and Midas asked at the same time and the two woman looked at each other.

     "Well supposably, these bald-bodies find you two attractive. So, maybe you can work some kind of trade out." The racoon stated nonchalantly.

     "No way, furball." Midas blinked with wide eyes and mouth slightly agabe.

     "You must be joking." 

     "No, I really heard they find you two attractive." Rocket told them seriously.

      "Look it's 20 feet in the air, and it is in the middle of the most heavily-guarded part of the prison." Peter stated the obvious looking between Rocket, Gamora and Midas. "It is impossible to get there without being seen."

    "I got one plan and that plan requires a frickin' quarnix battery so figure it out!"

Midas reluctantly nodded, "alright I'll try."

     "Great, can I go back to it, thanks. Now, this is important. Once the battery is removed, everything is gonna slam into emergency mode. Once we have it, we gotta move quickly, so we definitely need to get that last." Rocket explained carefully, he needed them to understand.

    And just as he said that the sound of the alarm blasted through the room, red lights flickering and Midas snapped her head towards the watchtower where Groot stood the quarnix battery in hand.

     "Or we could just get it first and improvise." Rocket groaned dragging his paws over his face in despair.

     "I'll get the armband."

     "Leg."

     "And I will make sure the furball survives I guess." Midas exclaimed, not knowing what to else to do now that Groot already got the battery.

     "Prisoner, drop the device and retreat to your cell or we will open fire."

      Midas watched the humanoid tree as he was surrounded by the security robots circling around him, but the tall tree couldn't seem less bothered by them at the moment and she grew quite worried for him when more sentinels started to surround him.

     But apparently, her concern wasn't needed as he exclaimed a loud. ' I am Groot.' And grew his branches out.

    Midas shielded her eyes from the sparks as the robots opened fire on the angered tree before he slammed them away into the wall.

     "All prisoners return to your prison cells."

    Midas rolled her eyes as she rushed after Rocket, the small creature dodging the shots the sentinels shot with ease

     She watched Rocket roll on the ground and she quickly grabbed his collar, lifting him back up to his feet and onto her shoulders when a guard stopped them.

    Rocket was about to warn her, but the brunette had already spotted him and she railed her fist back before sucker punching him right in the face. There was a loud crack before the guard fell down on the ground.

     "Okay I'll admit, that was awesome." Rocket admitted as they reached Groot.

     "Well I proclaimed myself your body guard for the next hour so." She shrugged as she helped him back down on the ground before watching Rocket climb up Groot's body until he was seated on his shoulder for a better vantage point and Midas ducked behind the humanoid tree

"You idiot, how am I supposed to fight these things without my stuff." Rocket scolded the tree.

     From the corner of her eye Midas spotted Drax fighting multiple guards at the same time, tossing them away like it was nothing and she flinched when one landed roughly on the ground a couple feet away from her.

     "Creepy little beast." Drax gained Rocket's attention and threw the gun towards him.

     Midas grinned calling his name. "You got another one of those?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

    Midas smirked as Drax threw another gun at her and she perched the gun on her shoulder. "Hell yeah." She grinned and that's when everything erupted into chaos.

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