Guardian

Chapter 14

'Quill...'
The name echoed through my thoughts as I tried to process what was going on.
"Y/n?" Another voice said. "Do you know him?"
"Yeah. Yeah I do." I stuttered. My feet fell back onto the ground.
"Y/n." Quill said with a smile; bigger than one I've ever seen before. All I could do was run. I ran quickly, launching myself into his arms.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you Red." He cried into my hair.
I couldn't utter another word. I just held myself in Quills arms.
"Hey Y/n." A voice whispered from down below.
"Hey Rocket." I smiled. I bent down and pulled him in a hug. I felt another small hand on my back. "I am Groot." Groot said with a tear in his eye. I wiped it away and pulled him towards me. "I missed you little Groot."
"Who is this?" A deep voice questioned.
"That, Drax, is my friend. Guardians, meet Peter Parker. Peter Parker meet Groot, Drax, Rocket, Quill, and-wait where's Gamora?"
"Oh she's still on the-"
"Y/n..." I gentle voice whispered.
"Gamora." I continued to cry. Quickly, I was pulled into her arms.
"Don't ever leave me like that okay? You're like my little sister. I can't bare to lose you again." She cried.
"You won't. I promise."
"So what planet is this?" Rocket questioned.
"Planet C-53." Gamora answered, wiping her remaining tears away.
"What the hell is the name?" Rocket continued.
"Earth." Quill mumbled.
"Isn't this your home planet Quill?"
"Yeah, Drax. It is." The group went quiet. Quill pulled me into his arms once more.
"So you guys are like aliens?" Peter questioned.
The Guardians nodded.
"So is it anything like E.T.?"
"Believe me, it's nothing like that." Quill insisted.
"Wait, how would you-"
"This is my home planet kid." Peter made an 'O' shape with his lips.
Suddenly, sirens sounds through the street.
The Guardians had their weapons out and ready.
"DROP YOUR WEAPONS!" One S.W.A.T. man yelled.
"NO! DON'T SHOOT!" I yelled. "They're not going to hurt you." I insisted.
"I think I know who sent them." Peter said. The familiar face of Happy Hogan stepped out of one of the cars.
"I'm going to have to ask you all to come with me."
"And what if we don't?"
"Relax Rocket. Just do what he says." I insisted.
"You better be right Red."
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"I don't trust those guys with my ship."
"They're fine Quill." I promised. We arrived at the Avengers base an hour later since we drove by car.
"So who is this guy anyways?" Gamora questioned as we walked inside.
"Tony Stark. Pleased to meet you." Mr. Stark said as he stepped into the living room where the rest of us were.
"Quill. Peter Quill."
"Wait, your name is Peter too?"
"Yeah." Quill said, giving him a particularly odd look. "And this is Drax, Rocket, Groot, and Gamora." Quill introduced.
Mr. Stark sighed. "Well, it's getting late. You five can stay here and the kids can head back home." Quill showed another odd expression.
"Where is Y/n staying?"
"Oh, she's with me and my Aunt. We had an extra bedroom so we gave it to her."
"Yeah, yeah. Alright." Quill's expression turned to pure disappointment.
Suddenly, a familiar large bang could be heard from the city.
"Damn it! Not again!" Peter groaned.
"Do I need to call Cap again or do you two have this handled." Mr. Stark questioned.
"I think we'll be fine." I insisted. "Rocket, give me your gun."
"What? No!"
"Rocket!" I grunted, holding out my hand.
"Fine. But I need it back just as nice as it is now."
"You know that's not gonna happen." I insisted. I tucked the gun into my belt.
"Oh shit. Y/n!"
"Too late now." I yelled as Peter and I ran out of the base.