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CHAPTER TWO ━━ honour among thieves

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     "GAMORA, SURGUCALLY MODIFIED AND TRAINED AS A LIVIG weapon. The adopted daughter of the mad titan, Thanos. Recently, Thanos lent her and her sister Nebula out to Ronan, which leads us to believe that Thanos and Ronan are working together." Corpsman Rey informed his fellow Novacorps collegue as they observed the green skinned woman cautiously.

      As he read the holographic text out loud, Gamora blankly stared ahead, not the least bit bothered by whatever they were saying about her.

      "Subject 89P13. Calls himself Rocket. The result of a illegal genetic and cybernetic experiment on a lower life form." Rey spoke up again, looking at the racoon with a mixture of disgust and wonder.

     "What the hell." Denarian Saal mumbled quite disturbed, watching the furry creature crossed his arms, his lips pulling into a snarl to expose his sharp teeth as he growled loudly.

     "They call it Groot. A humanoid plant that's been traveling recently as 89P13's personal house pet slash muscles." The corpsman explained a hint of wonder in his voice as he eyed the tree.

    The humanoid tree stepped forward and gazed at the holographic display that showed his information with a child like curiousity as he reached out to touch the screen with one of his brance like hands.

     They turned to the ravagers next "Peter Jason Quill, from Terra. Raised from youth by a band of mercenaries called the Ravagers, led by Yondu Udota."As the corpsman informed Saal, Peter slowly pretended to wind up his middle finger, flipping two man off with a sarcastic grin plastered on his face

     "Oh- Sorry, I didn't know how this machine worked." Peter fake gasped, giving them a flabbergasted expression as he looked at them dramatically.

     "Midas, Grace Gracen, born on Terra, until her real father came and brought her to Xander. Records show she has no living relatives anymore and she turned to a life of cime. Pulled of some major heists around the galaxy." Rey read out loud looking at the brown haired woman.

The two Corpsman watched as her face twitched in a mixture of anger and annoyance, her arms crossed in front of her as she lazily leaned against the wall behind her, looking around the small holding cell.

"What a bunch of a-holes." Denarian Saal concluded after a moment before waving his hand. "Transport all to Kyln"

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IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG FOR THE GROUP OF FIVE TO transported to Klyn and before they knew it they were already walking through the cold corridors. "I guess most of Nova Corps want to uphold the laws, but these ones here, they're corrupt and cruel." The rodent who had introduced himself Rocket to the strange bunch of criminals informed them grumpily.

Midas rolled her eyes at the small creature who kept on whinning about everything every two minutes like clock work.

     "But hey, that's not my problem. I ain't gonna be here long. I've escaped twenty-two prisons, this one's no different. You're lucky the broad showed up, because otherwise, me and Groot would be collecting that bounty right now, and you'd be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravagers." Rocket rambled on as the five were led to their cells in a line by the guards.

Midas had a feeling the furry creature talked a lot to fill awkward silences.

"Maybe you should brush up on staying out of the hands of these suckers instead of blabbering about how many prisons you've escaped." Midas finally spoke up for the first time from where she was walking behind Gamora, the green woman leading the group of deliquents.

Rocket glared up at the taller girl, a snarl on his lips before he replied. "Well I ain't see you running about soaking in freedom either space ranger."

Midas rolled his eyes. "Is that supposed to scare me? You're all bark and no bite rodent."

      "Why you little—"

"Shut up!" Peter growled from behind Rocket completely done with this group of people"Just stop talking."

As they walked through the corridors Midas took the opportunity to gaze out the occasional window that they passed as one of the guards led them through the many corridors only to see multiple rocks scattered outside floating of in space, many stars in the background glinstering like the lights coming for the lighthouse that she could see from her bedroom window when she younger.

Midas shook her head, of course she managed to get arrested with a bunch of misfit fools. It was just her luck, but nevertheless she stayed silent for the rest of the walk, waiting patiently to make her move, to escape Klyn and leave these idiots behind.

"I've had a lot of folks try to kill me over the years. I ain't about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon." Peter spoke up to fill the silent void just when the guard stopped them from moving any further.

Midas scoffed but restained herself to say anything and just opted to look over her shoulder at the Ravager named Peter and Rocket.

"What's a raccoon?" Rocket asked dumbfounded, looking behind him and towards Peter questionly.

"What's a raccoon? " he repeated mockingly, "That's what you are stupid." perplexed.

Rocket casted a quick glance over his shoulder. "Ain't no one like me, except me." The rodent responded, pointing his thumbs at himself.

     "Still a raccoon." Midas muttered casting a glance at the guard a couple feet away. 

"Watch it space ranger." Rocket snapped sending a glare in her direction.

Midas just waved him off— well tried to with her hands in cuffs, not bothering to reply as the prison guard opened the steel door in front of them and ushered them through it so he could continue to lead the five delinquents to their cells.

"I am Groot." The humanoid tree said at the end of the line, making Midas furrow her brows seeing as the tree named Groot only kept introducing himself akwardly.

"So what? What's the orb." Peter inquired curiously looking at Gamora and Midas focused her attention on the daughter of Thanos, also quite curiousn to know why the silver orb was so special.

"I'd like to know that too actually." Midias grinned from behind Gamora catching her eye.

"I have no words for honourless thieves." Gamora replied stoicly, speaking up for the first time since they were all ushered inton the prison.

"Now there is honor among thieves you know." Midas counter slyly. "I mean if I remember correctly you were the one trying to kill dear mister Quill here with a sword."

Behind Midas peter grinned smugly at the brunette's words. "What she said."

"Pretty high and mighty coming from the lackey of a genocidal maniac." Rocket scoffed also adding to he conversation and Gamora looked back down at the raccoon before focusing her gaze back ahead. "Yeah, I know who you are."

"Yeah, we know who you are!" Peter exclaimed enthusiastically before looking over at Midas and Rocket with a pleading look, not really knowing who the green skinned woman was. "Wait, who is she?"

Midas glared at him. "Shut up."

"Okay"

"I wasn't retrieving the orb for Ronan, I was betraying him." That quickly caught Midas' attention as she turned her head back to look at the woman walking in front of her as she continued to talk.

"I had an agreement to sell it to a third party." Gamora informed them as they all came to a halt.

The guard opened a door to his left and lead the five into yet another new corridor.

"I am Groot."

"Well, that's just as fascinating as the first eight-nine times you told me that." Peter grumbled before looking at the humanoid's smaller counterpart. "What is wrong with giving tree, here."

"He don't know talking good like me and you. So his vocabulary is limited to 'I' and 'am' and 'Groot' exclusively in that order." Rocket answered just a the sound of familair music filled Midas' ears and she perked up lookinh for the source.

Following the sound her eyes landed on a guard sitting at a small table with a walkman and headphones on his head. Nodding his head to the beat, the blue man moved from side to side in his seat.

Peter who glanced back at him started to talk. "That's gonna wear thin real fast if I—" He trailed off when his gaze landed on the walkman that was in possesion of the guard and fury filled his veins and he stalked towards the man.

"Hey! Put that away!" He demanded hotly, stepping inside the room just before the door closed behind him and others could only watch the scene unfold..

"You son of a— hey! Listen to me, you big blue bastard. Take those headphones off. That's mine, those belong to impound. That tape and player are mine." Peter shouted, causing Midas to bit her lip in anticipation, knowing this would only end in one way.

Peter Quill getting his ass handed on a silver platter.

Suddenly the guard lunged forward with a taser, electrifying him and Midas grimaced at the sight. "Ouch that's gonna hurt in the morning."

"Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede, 1973. That song belongs to me!" The guard stunned him again with the taser and Quill fell to the ground in a jolting mess.

"How the hell did he survive this long?" Midas breathed out in disbelief.

"I am Groot."

"Yeah...."

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