----- August 3rd, 2014 - The Kyln -----

"If we're gonna get outta here, we need to get into that Watchtower," Rocket explains as they make their way to a table holding weird alien food, "And to that, Imma need a few things. The guards wear security bands to control the ins and outs. I need one."

"Leave to me," Gamora says.

"That guy there," Rocket points at a guy with a prosthetic, "I need his leg."

Y/N looks at Rocket suspiciously with a small smile. He was the only one without food.

Peter asks, "His leg?"

"Yeah. Got no use for the rest of him. Look at him, he's useless," Rocket mutters.

"Alright..," Peter agrees.

The group sits at the table as Rocket continues, "And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blinky yellow light. You see it?"

They look over to the wall at the panel.

"Yeah," Peter says, confused.

"There's a Quarnyx battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that Watchtower, I need it."

Y/N, facing towards the panel, watches as Groot starts walking away as the others talk. Groot puts down his cup as he gets closer to the panel.

"How are we supposed to do that?," Gamora asks.

Rocket just tells her, "Well, supposedly these bald-bodies find you attractive, so maybe you could work out some sort of trade."

Y/N continues watching as Groot begins extending his legs upward to the panel, "Uhh, guys?..."

Gamora ignores it, "You must be joking.."

"No, I really heard they find you attractive," Rocket tells her.

"Look, It's twenty feet up in the air, and it's in the most heavily guarded part of the prison. It's impossible to get up there without being seen," Peter adds.

Y/N starts shifting his gaze from Groot to the others a few times, "..You guys really not seeing this?"

"I've got one plan and this plan requires a frickin Quarnyx Battery. So FIGURE IT OUT!," Rocket shouts at Peter, before asking rhetorically, "..Can I get back to it? Thanks."

Meanwhile, Groot rips off the panel with the battery, dropping it onto someone's head. Drax also stands a few feet from him, somehow being one of the only two noticing him.

Groot removes the battery with the wires still connected. 

He looks at the wires strangely then tugs lightly. 

Drax looks around momentarily before looking back at the group. He looks dead into Y/N's eyes as if questioning him. Y/N looks at the others, back to Groot, then just shrugs at Drax.

Rocket continues, "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 you definitely need to get that.. last"

The light go out as Groot tugs harder on the battery, ripping it from the wires.

The three start quickly looking around before turning towards Groot, finally noticing what the other three were already aware of.

Alarms start blaring loudly.

Groot obliviously gestures the battery towards them.

"....Or we can just get it first, then improvise," Rocket says.

Gamora gets up saying, "I'll get the arm band."

"Leg," Peter mumbles as he goes off in a different direction.

Drones start flying our into the room. They quickly begin circling Groot, still holding the battery. Roots grow longer and thicker along Groots body.

"I AM GROOOOT!!," he yells.

They drones begin opening fire on him, so he smacks one from the air into the ground. And then another.

Off to the side, Peter runs up a staircase. 

Rocket runs and climbs up Groots back, yelling, "You idiot! How am I supposed to fight these things without my stuff?!"

Groot holds up a giant root shield as a drone starts unloading round after round at him. He gets close enough in order to smack that one to the ground as well.

Just behind them, four guards run up holding some fat guns. Drax from a few feet away looks over at them, a grin forming on his face.

One of them shouts, "The Animal's Out of Control! Fire on my command!"

They aim, but before they get to fire, Drax runs into one of them, laughing maniacally. He sends one flying into a wall and grabs the gun from another as he flips him by the leg. 

He throws the gun into the face of a third. Runs up and kicks one in the head while holding on to another. The first one runs back at him and throws a punch to his face.

Drax stares at him for a second before headbutting him out cold. He lifts the one he's holding into the air and slams him to the ground.

A couple feet away, Drax sees another aiming at him but notices Y/N standing behind him.

Y/N taps on the guards shoulder, causing him to turn around. But he disappears and reappears back behind him again. He whistles causing the guard to turn back around.

Y/N just waves at him.

The guard starts firing at him, but the bullets start falling flat to the ground. The guard eventually stops, shocked by his ineffectiveness.

Y/N smiles at him to reveal he had caught one of the bullets in his teeth.

He then spits it out at a high velocity striking the guard in the kneecap. The guard drops to the ground screaming as Y/N turns towards Drax who looks amazed.

Y/N grins and tells him, "They don't call me the 'Man Of Steel' for nothing."

"...They removed your skin and replaced it entirely with metal?," Drax asks confused.

Y/N stares at him for a second before ultimately deciding to ignore the stupid question. He then makes his way over to one of the guards' guns, lifting it from the ground.

"Rocket!," Y/N shouts before tossing the gun at him.

The gun flies through the air into Rockets claws. He smirks and cocks it, "Oh, Yeah."

Rocket then begins opening fire, both him and Groot yelling at the top of their lungs.

Meanwhile, in a cell of to the side, Peter stands leaning against the wall. The man he was talking to looked at him confused, "...You need my what?"

Gamora on the other hand was off dodging shots fired. Two guards run at her, so she punches one out cold. Then jumps and dropkicks the next one down, landing on his head.

Two more appear, one with a gun and one with a glass riot shield.

She kicks the shield out the one guys hands, before smacking the gun from the other. One tries to hit her with a baton but she pushes him away. She backhands the other and wraps her leg around the other as he tries to strike her again.

"I'll need this," she says about the security band on the arm she has trapped.

"Good luck, It's internally wired," The guard tells her, smugly.

"I'll figure something out," she tells him, before snapping his arm with her leg.

Peter can be seen running down a catwalk, carrying the prosthetic leg. He runs around a corner as a guard appears aiming their gun at him.

"Drop The Leg!," The guard shouts at him.

Peter puts his hands up and slowly starts to put the leg down. But then he quickly smacks the guard with the foot end of the leg.

He grabs the gun from the guard as a drone flies towards him. He quickly fires at it, exploding it, before taking off with both the gun and the leg.

In the middle of the room, Groot and Rocket are still battling off drones. Gamora runs around the corner from atop the catwalk.

"Rocket!," Gamora yells, before she throw the security band at him.

Rocket turns and catches it just as the ammo to his gun runs out, then yells to Groot, "Move to the Watchtower!"

Groot begins extending upward toward the entrance to the Watchtower. Gamora jumps from the side wall catwalk to the catwalk in the center of the room. Peter runs around the corner and begins climbing up Groots leg. 

Another drone swerves around, just at Peter's eye level. He turns looking at it, as the leg sits held under his chin.

From outta nowhere, Y/N can be seen hurling Drax at the drone. 

Drax catches it from midair and drops to the ground. He rips it in two as it continued firing into the floor.

Drax looks up and shouts at Peter, "You! Man who has lain with an A'askavariian."

Y/N chuckles as Peter groans and begins climbing again, saying, "That was one time, man.."

Inside the Watchtower, A guard sits watching out the window in panic. He pushes down a button and speaks into a mic.

"We need all available guards in full combat gear-," He stops at the sound an alarm blaring from inside the room.

He looks over at a light flashing just next to him, before slowly turning to face the door behind him. He lets out a gasp at what he notices.

Peter, Gamora, Y/N, Rocket, Drax, and Groot standing just behind a glass door. The guard throws his hands in the air as the door slides open. The groups steps in and Groot flings the man from his chair out the door.

Rocket and Y/N get to work on the Tower Controls.

Though it took a bit for Y/N to convince Rocket to let him help, mainly by ignoring him. Gamora looks around at the controls, before looking back to see Drax just behind her.

Drax shouts, "Spare me your foul gaze, woman."

"Why is this one here?," She asks.

"We promised this one he could stay by your side until he kills your boss, I always keep my promises.. when-they're-with-muscle-mouthed-wack-jobs-who'll-kill-me-if-I-don't," Peter says quickly before dropping the leg next to Y/N, "Here you go."

Y/N stops working, looking up at Peter with a grin, "Dude, he was just kidding about the leg. We just needed the other two things."

Peter looks back and forth between Y/N and Rocket, "..What?!"

"No, I-," Rocket wheezes in laughter, "I thought it'd be funny. It wasn't funny?"

"I bet it was funny. Wait wait, what'd he look like hopping around?," Y/N asks after laughing hard.

"I Had To Transfer Him Thirty Thousand Units!"

Rocket and Y/N get back to work, laughing their asses off, but Y/N manages to mumble, "I still don't know if that's a lot."

Bored of the ceaseless yammering, Drax asks, "How are we gonna leave?"

"He's got a plan," Peter says as a drone starts shooting at the window outside, before directing to Rocket, "Right?! Or is that another thing you made up?!"

"I have a plan! I have a plan!," Rocket tells them as he and Y/N move along the console.

"Quill, It was just a prank, dude. Chill out," Y/N says.

"Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement," Drax exclaims.

"Yeah, I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one."

Drax stares over at Peter, "..Do not ever call me a thesaurus..."

Peter looks back at him, "...It's just a metaphor, dude."

"His people are completely literal, metaphors are gonna go over his head," Rocket explains.

"Makes sense," Y/N mutters.

"Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it."

Gamora doesn't even bother looking at the others as she mumbles, "...I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy."

Outside the Tower just down below on the ground, a few guards line up around it. Some were carrying rocket launchers while others had riot shields.

"Those are some big guns," Peter says, most likely not realizing it was out loud.

"On my command! Number one!," One of the guards shouts before another guard shoots his weapon which hits one of the watchtower glass windows.

"Rodent, we are ready for your plan," Gamora exclaims.

"Gamora, I'd use my frost breath to freeze you so you could chill the fuck out, if it didn't mean it'd also injure you," Y/N yells back at her as he and Rocket work harder.

"Number two!," Another guard shoots his weapon, which hits the other side of the watchtower. 

Drax, referring to Rocket, gets distracted, "I recognize this animal. We'd roast them over a flame pit as children. Their flesh was quite delicious."

"Not helping!"

"Number three!," One more guard shoots their weapon, which hits another glass window of the watchtower leaving a massive crack, "All fire on my command! Three!.. Two!... One!..-" 

Just then, Y/N heats two wires together, turning off the gravity. 

This eventually makes everyone in the prison start floating. The guards down below start soaring up into the air. Prisoners who went back to their cells start floating up to the low ceilings.

"You turned off the artificial gravity... everywhere but in here," Gamora says while glancing out the cracked window, before looking over to Y/N.

Y/N stares out the window with a grin, "Rocket said he had a plan. I merely just figured it out as we started working."

And as soon as his name was spoken, Rocket disconnects the watchtower from its base, causing it to float up with the people. Then the security drones attach to the base of it. 

Y/N pushes a lever upward and the drones jets power on.

Y/N and Rocket pilot the Watchtower down and through a door exiting the common area. They then rip through another door, as the Watchtower shakes and rattles along the walls of the wide hallway.

The Tower continues banging into the walls and even into two guards as they run around a corner. The keep going for a few more seconds before the Watchtower crashes into a wall to a stop.

Rocket smacks a button that deadlocks a door between them and where they were.

Peter looks around as he nods, "That was... a pretty good plan.." 

The six of them bust out of the watchtower window. The others go grab their personal stuff while Peter runs over to a window to find his ship.

When he finds it, he runs in the opposite direction after yelling to the others, "Yeah! There it is. Get my ship. It's the Milano, the orange and blue one over in the corner."

"They crumpled my pants up into a ball. That's rude! They folded yours," Rocket complains as he, Drax, and Groot go off to get the Milano.

Peter hits a button on a wall, that starts sorting through a bunch of peoples stuff while Y/N was doing the same just next to him. They both find a box that had their names on in and pull them out.

The both of them open them.

Y/N reaches into his and pulls out only two things- His ring and his glasses.

Peter on the other hand starts digging through his own box. Even though he notices the orb still there, he continues digging through his stuff.

Gamora peaks over his shoulder and goes to walk away, "The orb's there. Let's go!"

"Wait, wait, wait," Peter keeps searching.

"What?!," Gamora shouts.

"That bastard didn't put it back."

"Put what back?," she asks.

Peter gives the bag containing the orb to Gamora and holds his other things under his arm, "Here. Get them to the ship, I will be right back."

"How are you gonna possibl-"

"Just keep the Milano close by. Go. Go!," Peter tells her as he runs off.

Gamora sighs as she turns, noticing Y/N still standing there.

He had a semi-horrified face with his glasses on. He was slowly putting on his ring, causing the prisoner clothes to dematerialize and change into his normal clothes.

Gamora watches him, questioningly, then asks, "What's wrong?"

Y/N's eyes dart toward her behind the transparent glass. He stayed silent momentarily, until it's ruined by one deep breath.

"...I think they looked through my browser history......"

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Peter, now fully equipped in with his own clothes and weapons, steps though a door and starts blasting the prison guards using his guns.

One runs around a corner at him.

Peter shoots him back a few feet. The guard goes flying snapping his neck awkwardly back as he lands on the ground with a groan.

The guards starts to sit back up holding his neck, "Ow! My neck!"

Peter shoots him again as he walks past him.

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"Well, how's he gonna get to us?"

The others were sitting in The Milano just outside the Kyln. Rocket was piloting, looking a little pissed.

"He declined to share that information with me," Gamora tells Rocket.

"Well, screw this, then! I ain't waiting around for some humie with a death wish. You got the orb, right?," Rocket asks as he looks back.

"Yes," Gamora says before digging in the bag that Peter gave her and pulling out what clearly wasn't the orb.

Y/N was sitting in his seat with a smirk, he eventually starts humming something.

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Peter walks through another door, tossing the orb up and down in his hand. 

"If you like piña coladas
And gettin' caught in the rain."

In a room a few feet away, the same blue guard who had beaten Peter was sitting, listening to his Walkman. He was nodding along with a smile on his face.

"If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain."

The guard then feels off before he slowly looks up to his right. Peter was standing there wielding the orb above his head. He then smacked the orb against the blue guards Ol' Noggin.

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"If we don't leave now, we will be blown to bits!"

Rocket was looking back at Gamora, even more pissed and annoyed. Y/N was lightly dancing beside them while muttering something. Like he was whispering along to music.

Gamora glares at Rocket, shouting back, "No! We're not leaving without the orb."

Just then, Drax notices something out the window, "...Behold." 

"If you like makin' love at midnight
In the dunes on the cape."

The others look over to where Drax was looking. 

It was Peter flying through the skies looking dead ahead at them.

"Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."

Drax and Gamora move over to the entrance just as Peter reaches them and climbs in.

"This one shows spirit. He shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan," Drax says as they help Peter up, then asks him, "Companion, what were you retrieving?" 

Peter reaches into his jacket and pulls out his Walkman. He then hands it to Drax. Drax stares down at it, as if inspecting it.

Drax looks back up towards Peter, "..You're an imbecile."

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----- August 3rd, 2014 - The Milano -----

As they are flying off in the Milano, Y/N and Rocket sit surrounded by a bunch of things taken apart below deck. Rocket was humming as Y/N nodded along. They were also piecing some of the thing together.

Peter enter below, noticing them, "Woah, woah, woah! Yo, Ranger Rick! Kid! What are you guys doing?! You can't just take apart my ship without asking me! See, what is this?"

Peter goes to grab something, but Rocket waves him off, telling him, "Don't touch that. Me and the kid made that into a bomb."

"A bomb?!," shouts Peter

Y/N nods, not looking up from their work, "Yep."

"And you guys leave it lying around?," Peter questions, shocked.

"We were gonna put it in a box," Y/N says as if it's no big deal, as Rocket pulls a box out.

"What's a box gonna do!?" 

[Rocket pulls out a wrapped present from out the box, "How about this one?"

"No! Woah! Hey! Hey! Leave it alone!," Peter says, as kicks the present out of his hand and slides the box away.

Rocket looks back at him, "Why? What is it?"

"Shut.. up," Peter tells him.

"Hey!," Rocket groans, offended.

Peter points to something else the pair had pulled out of the ship, "What is that?"

"That's for if things get really hardcore," Rocket tells him with a grin.

Peter walks away as Y/N adds, "Or if you wanna blow up moons."

"No one's blowing up moons," Gamora said from across the tiny room.

"You just wanna suck the joy out of everything," Rocket mumbles as he and Y/N continue messing with shit.

Peter moves over across the other side of the table in the center towards a monitor, "So, listen, I'm gonna need your buyer's coordinates."

"We're heading in the right direction, for now..," Gamora says as she picks up the orb.

"If we're gonna work together, you might want to try trusting me a little bit."

"And how much do you trust me?" 

Peter takes the orb from Gamora's hand, "I'd trust you a lot more if you told me what this was. Because I'm guessing it's some kind of weapon."

"I don't know what it is," Gamora says.

Peter places the orb on the table and Drax picks it up, "If it's a weapon, we should use it against Ronan."

"Put it down, you fool! You'll destroy us all," shouts Gamora.

Drax shouts back, "Or just you, murderess!"

"I let you live once, princess!," Gamora yells as she gets in Drax's face.

"I am not a princess!"

"Hey!," Peter shouts over them, "Nobody is killing anybody on my ship! We're stuck together until we get the money." 

Drax throws the orb to Peter, "I have no interest in money," then he walks off.

"Great. That means more money for the four of us, "Peter says before Groot makes a noise indicating he counts too, "...For the four of us.. Partners."

"We have an agreement, but I would never be partners with the likes of you. I'll tell the buyer we're on our way," Gamora goes to walk away but looks back, "And Quill, your ship is filthy." 

She turns and walks up the stairs.

Peter smirks then looks over to Rocket and Y/N, whispering, "Oh, she has no idea... If I had a black light, the place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting.."

Rocket just stares at him, ".....You got issues, Quill.." 

Y/N makes a disgusted face and shakes his head, "That's not something to brag about, dude.."

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----- August 3rd, 2014 - The Kyln -----

"I swear, I don't know where they went! I swear!"

Ronan and Nebula stood above on the catwalk as Ronan's men beat the guards and prisoners below. Nebula was holding a guard just beside Ronan with a blade against his throat.

"If he knew where they were headed, he'd have already told us," Nebula muses.

"Y-Yeah.."

Nebula's implants on her head flash blue, "...Ronan, the Nova Corps sent a fleet to defend the prison." 

"Well, then," Ronan looks over at her, then begins to walk away, "send a Necrocraft to every corner of the quadrant. Find the orb. Any means, any price."

"And this place?," Nebula asks, following after.

The make it a few feet away as they hear the bloodcurdling scream from the guard Nebula was interrogating. They were unfazed, and continued on.

"The Nova can't know what we're after. Cleanse it!"

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----- August 3rd, 2014 - Xandar -----

"Do you got any other cute little buggers like this 'ne?," Yondu asks staring at an object in a glass case, "I like to stick 'em all in a row on my control console."

The Broker stands a few foot away, staring at him, "...I can't tell if you're joking or not."

Kraglin, Yondu's first mate, just tells him, "He's being fully serious."

"In that case, I can show yo-," The Broker scutters towards him like a rat.

Yondu laughs and turns to face him, "But first, you gonna tell me what this orb is, and why everybody cares so damn much about it.. And then you gonna tell me, who out there might wanna buy it."

"...Sir, the high-end community is a-"

"Yondu interrupts and mocks him, "Bobolaly Bola Bolabo.."

"The high-end community is a-" 

Yondu continues to talk gibberish over the Broker, "Bobolay Bobula Bo"

"It's a tight-knit-" 

And more gibberish, "Bah paloo"

"Tight-knit-" 

"Bopaloo pah bah."

Kraglin watches just behind Yondu with a smirk. He was attempting to contain his laughter.

"The high-end community is a very tight-kni-"

"Bohbaylee Boppa Loh," Yondu interrupts him again, making Kraglin snort out laughing.

"I cannot possibly betray the confidentiality of my buyers!," The Broker shouts. 

Yondu slides the side of his coat back and lets out a high-pitched whistle. An arrow shoots out from a holster and hovers in the air inches away from the Broker's eye.

He lets out a series of short whistles that push the arrow forward, causing The Broker to move back into his table to avoid it.

Yondu lets out a giddy laugh and rubs his hands together, "Now, who again is this buyer of yours?"

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