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CHAPTER THIRTEEN ━━ the 12 procent plan

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♯ ❝HE DOES NOT NEED IT! ❞
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THE NEW OUTFIT MIDAS WAS GIVEN WAS NOT something she had ever thought she would be wearing. The ravager outfit was way too bright and too red for her liking so she simple wore the red leather pants, but her own shirt and her beloved leather jacket weren't leaving her side anytime soon.

She shoved some daggers into the hip holsters of her pants and a small blaster into her thigh holster before grabbing her staff from the table beside her. The cold metal feeling welcoming and safe and with one final look at herself she left the room she was given.

The corridor, like the outfits of the ravagers was a dark red color, making it quite hard to see very well as she continued her trek to one of the command rooms.

Slowing down, Midas caught a glimpse of Quill sitting inside one of the rooms, he had already changed into his new gear, only his jacket laid regarded to the side as he stared at something in his hands.

Walking closer to the room, the brunette noticed that the object he was staring fondly at was his walkman as he listened to the terran music.

She lifted her hand and gentle knocked on the side of the metal door, making the man look up in surprise. "Can I come in?" She asked as he put his headphones back around his neck.

"Uh- yeah, sure."

"You look nervous?" She asked cuirously as she sat down in front of the bench he was sitting on.

"No, no, it's just." He trailed off with frown, "never mind it isn't important."

"It's okay, you don't have to talk about it." She shrugged as she pulled her knees closer to her chest and leaned her head on them before she turned her gaze back to the walkman in Peter's hands. "What were you listening too?" She wondered trying to cheer him up.

"Uh, here." He held the headphones out to her and she carefully took it from him. Placing them on her head she smiled, listening to the familair tune of David Bowie's Moonage Daydream. "Ha, my mum used to listen to this all the time." She hummed happily.

Peter just nodded, his eyes focused on the brunette who gentle swayed to the music, eyes closed like she was reminiscing an old memory as she softly sang the words, "Press your space face close to mine, love. Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah.."

Midas opened her eyes again only the see Peter staring at her fondly, a look of adorating in his eyes and she smiled. "What are you looking at me like that for?" She chuckled as she held the Walkman out to him.

"I didn't know you could sing." He shrugged casually trying to play it off.

Midas shook her head before standing up and leaning down to Quill's face with a mischievious look as she placed a lingering kiss to the corner of his mouth before standing back up to leave the room.

"Come on Star-Lord time to safe the day." She called out as she turned the corner, disappearing from view.

"You just called me Star-Lord! I knew you liked me! I mean what's not to like you know, but-hey! Where are you going wait for me!"

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MIDAS STOOD BESIDE PETER AS SHE WATCHED, amused, as even Rocket wore a Ravagers suit. His old orange and blue outfit had been transformed into a newer maroon colored one. Of course Drax had decided to wear only pants. Gamora looked flawless in her new maroon outfit ans she looked like she was ready to bring hell to Ronan and his lackeys.

All of the Ravagers had gathered in the tactical room, where there were many holographic panels, containing the plan ( and some bullshit they weren't gonna talk about because they still really only had twelve procent of a plan, but they didn't need to know that. )

Peter and Gamora were explaining what they did have, "The Stone reacts to anything organic. The bigger the target, the bigger the power surge," Gamora explained.

"All Ronan's gotta do is touch the Stone to the planet's surface and zap. All plants, animals, Nova Corps," Peter tried to explain as simply as possible, "Everything will die." 

"So Ronan does not make the surface." ( That was really their plan, the rest kinda depended on their luck )

"Rocket will lead a team to blow a hole in the Dark Aster's starboard hull. Then, our craft and Yondu's will enter." Peter described his plans by using the holographic panel behind him.

The way he explained his plan made it all sound easy and Midas only hoped it was that easy, although she doubted it would be. 

"Won't there be hundreds of Sakaaran soldiers inside?" One of the Ravagers questioned

"I think of Sakaaran as paper people," Drax declared with a displeasured grumble, receiving a light punch from the ravager beside him.

Drax did not seem amused by this action however, and his eyes narrowed at the smaller man as he cowared under Drax' gaze who was buring holes though his skull with his intimidated look.

"Once they know we're on board," Gamora continued. "Ronan will isolate himself behind impenetrable security doors on deck, which I can disable by dismantling the power source." 

"We'll make it to the flight deck, and I'll use the Hadron Enforcer to kill Ronan." 

"Once Ronan is dead, we will retrieve the stone. Use these devices to contain it. If you touch it, it will kill you," Gamora warned, and a Ravager handed out small metal spheres,

"I'll contact one of the Nova officers who arrested us. Hopefully, they'll believe we're there to help," Peter announced and Rocket took the opportunity to speak up. 

"There's one more thing we need to complete the plan,"  For a moment Midas really did believe they may have forgotten a part but that thought quickly vanished as Rocket declared, "That guy's eye," and pointed at a Ravager with a prosthetic eye. 

"No! No, we don't. No, we don't need that guy's eye." The brunette exclaimed with wide eyes, shaking her head frantically. 

"No, seriously, I need it! It's important to me." Rocket tried to contain his laughter. 

"He does not need it!"

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RONAN'S FLEET HAD BEEN SPOTTED BY ONE OF YONDU'S scouts and the moment of defeating Ronan was comimg closer and closer as the group of six swaggered down a hall towards the ship hangar, broadening his shoulders and raising his head, peter took the lead with Midas strutting by his side and, then just behind them, Gamora was walking behind them alongside Drax, Rocket, and Groot.

Aside from Rocket, who was supposed to make a way for them to get in according to their questionable plan, was sat in a ship by himself as he left the group while the others boarded the Milano, getting everything ready to set their plan into motion.

Peter and Midas strapped into the seats at the front of the cockpit, making sure everything was working while Drax, Gamora and Groot left to sit in the back of the cockpit. 

"This is a terrible plan," Gamora voiced with a hint of worry.

"Hey, you're the one who said you wanted to die among friends," Peter turned to look at her with an raised eyebrow before focusing his eyes on their target location ahead of him. 

"Fire!" Yondu's voice came through an earpiece everyone on the team had received as the blue man signaled the start of their fight against Ronan.

Quickly they all averted their gaze outside, watching as two tremendous balls of red energy were shot through the air and exploded before Ronan's ship. 

"Cover it down. Submerge!" Yondu's voice instructed fiercely, and the fleet of Ravager ships began to fly toward the Ronan's ship. 

"Rocket, hurry!" Peter yelled out, and the raccoon's ship and two others sped ahead to complete their part of the plan

Just as they watched Rocket fly by, another swarm of ships appeared, only this time they weren't ravager ships, but Ronan's fleet, ready to fire a counter attack.

Seeing as they were only single passenger ships, they were easy to take out fot the ravagers, but it was like for every ship they took out, two more appeared in the sky.

"Quill! Yondu! Now!" Rocket's voice roared of the radio, signalling that they had successfully created an entrance into the ship. 

All around them, green necroblasts flew around them, just narrowly missing their ship each time.

Peter thrusted downward all of a sudden to avoid an explosion right before them, the explosion behind them even made the ship shake but Quill continued to swerve left and right to avoid being hit. 

"Aw, Hell! I'm going down, Quill! No more games with me, boy! I'll see you at the end of this!" Yondu announced over the comlink as his ship descended down to the ground in a whirlwind of chaos.

An alarm was blaring in the background and Peter didn't reply and continued on with the plan like nothing had happened at all.

"There are too many of them, Rocket! We'll never make it up there," Midas voiced her concern, then the Milano took another hit, making the ship swerve. She clenched her jaw, hope slowly dwingling.

She looked up through the glass, seeing more of Ronan's shop explode in surprised and then noticed the unfamiliar crafts soaring into view, yellow ships in the shape of stars. Just then it all clicked in Midas' brain– they belonged to the Nova Corps. 

"Peter Quill. This is Denarian Saal of the Nova Corps. For the record, I advised against trusting you here–" A voice souned through their earpieces announcing his presence

Peter grinned excitedly facing Midas proudly.  "They got my 'dick' message," he exclaimed and Midas laughed at his antics

     "–Prove me wrong." 

The Milano shot forward with a burst of energy that sent all of them flying back in their seats. Quill had found some new hope in the arrival of the Nova Corps and was determined to succeed. They flew straight into the hole Rocket created by doing what he loves most. Blowing stuff up.

They were bouncing against the wall, sparks flying everywhere form the friction that was created. Drax began to laugh hysterically like he was having the time of his life while everyone else was holding onto their seats like their life depended on it.

Ronan's lackeys sent more necroblasts their way and Peter blasted back at them, killing everything that crossed their path.

Finally, the Milano had came to a screeching halt and everything was still. Midas took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.

Step one was done, now they just needed to finish the last part.

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