Galactic Surge

The Kyln

Joules' POV

"I guess most of Nova Corps wanna uphold the laws, but these ones here, they're corrupt and cruel. But, hey, that's not my problem. I ain't gonna be here long. I've escaped 22 prisons, this one's no different. You're lucky the broad showed up, because otherwise, me, JJ, and Groot would be collecting that bounty right now, and you'd be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravagers." Rocket says to Peter Quill as all five of us, including, me, Groot and Gamora, are being guided down a hallway to the detainment area.

"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, a kid, and a talking raccoon." Peter boasted.

"I ain't a kid…" I grumbled under my breath.

"Hold." The prison guard leading them stopped at a locked door.

"What's a raccoon?" Rocket asked.

"'What's a raccoon?' It's what you are, stupid." Peter retorted back.

"Ain't no thing like me, except me."

"Ain't nothing in the universe but us." I repeated what Rocket told them and he just scoffed.

"I don't need no echo JJ."

"Pft whatever…" I examined my cuffs to see if there was a way to disarm them.

"So, this orb has a real shiny blue suitcase, Ark of the Covenant, Maltese Falcon sort of vibe. What is it?" Peter asked out of nowhere.

"I am Groot..." (Something bad...)

"So what? What's the Orb?"

"I have no words for an honorless thief." Gamora replied flatly.

"Pretty high and mighty coming from the lackey of a genocidal maniac." Rocket taunted as Gamora looked back at him.

"Yeah, I know who you are. Anyone who's anyone knows who you are."

"Yeah, we know who you are. Who is she?" Peter said, directing the last part quietly to Groot

"I am Groot." (Daughter of Thanos)

"Yeah, you said that."

"Recently, she's been working for Ronan." I told him.

"I wasn't retrieving the orb for Ronan, I was betraying him. I had an agreement to sell it to a third party." Gamora explained.

"I am Groot."

"Well, that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told that. What is wrong with Giving Tree, here?" Peter asked.

"Well, he don't know talking good like me and you. So his vocabulistics is limited to "I" and "am" and "Groot". Exclusively in that order." Rocket told him emphasizing the last part.

"Only me and Rocket can understand him dummy." I told him quietly in a half lidded glare.

"I tell you what, that's gonna wear real thin, real fast." Peter started to say before he noticed that a guard had a strange yellow box with wires coming out of it and started to get mad,