121It's been years since I wrote Peter's Little Girl… For starters, no, I don't think I'm continuing that story's sequel even if the first suddenly had thousands of views this year so far, for which I'm grateful for. But other ideas came up (like this one) and suddenly, those old ones don't seem so good anymore. You never know though. I wasn't planning on writing for GotG again and then this came up. I might even write a short spin off or something from Peter's Little Girl, but that day is not today.
Not Edible:
Summary: In another timeline, where Meredith Quill was alive and kicking, she and her son Peter are abducted by aliens. A smurf with crocked teeth, and his own personal reasons, decides to turn both mother and son into Ravagers. After all, how much trouble can a pair of Terrans cause? (A What if story, Vol. 2 spoilers ahead).
Chapter 1: We've been kidnapped by a space smurf
Meredith Quill was a woman full of inner fire. That's how her father usually referred to her. During her teenage years and adult life, she had been underestimated by her looks. 'Just another pretty face', they will say. 'Too petite, too weak', they will say. That was until she owned them like there was no tomorrow. Her brain and temper compensated for her stature and blonde hair. She was proud of who she was.
She also proud of her fighting skills. Not any woman can say she kicked an alien in the scrota.
A young alien by the name of Kraglin gasped as he held what was between his legs. He silently cried as two fellow Ravagers helped him stand up. "What is your problem, woman!?" He whimpered.
Meredith grabbed Peter's shoulders and held him close as what she presumed where 'aliens' surrounded them. Honestly, all she wanted to do was to take a walk with Peter and find a safe place to camp out. Was that too much to ask? Apparently, yes. At first she thought it was Ego who came back for them. But as it turned out, it wasn't him. At all.
She felt her son tremble under her hands. She couldn't help but to tremble as well. Here they were, in an alien spaceship, far away from home, surrounded by the ugliest beings they had ever laid eyes upon and they were probably their next dinner.
"What should we do with them?"
"Let's sell them off to the market!"
"I want his leg…"
With every statement they made, Meredith and Peter tried to step away as far as they could.
"Enough!"
All the aliens stopped surrounding the humans and looked up to their leader. At least, that's who she thought was the leader. And he was blue with some kind of metal Mohawk.
He took careful, but confident steps towards them. Obviously, he owned the place. He smirked at them as he stopped at least three feet away from them. "Well, well. I must say, I never thought that a little humie had the guts to kick my First Mate's balls. Ya' alright, Kraglin?" His only answer was a whimper. "He'll live. Now, what do we have here? A mother and her offspring. I wonder how much we can get for you two at the black market, right boys?"
The aliens yelled in delight. Then the blue alien looked down at Peter. The child trembled even more under his gaze and leaned closer to his mother. Meredith held him tight as she never let her eyes wonder away from the leader. "Take a step closer…" She warned.
The blue alien scoffed. "Or what? Kick me in the scrota like poor Kraglin back there?" Another whimper. He sighed. "Can anyone take the poor man to the med bay or something? Thank you." He smirked at her. "Listen, darling-"
"Don't call me darling."
"Too late, darling." A few of them chuckled. "The name's Yondu Udonta and these bitches are the Ravagers. Thugs, thieves, murderers, the usual."
Now it was Meredith's turn to smirk. "Sounds like a drug's name and its dealer."
Yondu stared as the other Ravagers laughed. Meredith took this as an opportunity to ask some questions of her own. "What do you want with us?"
Yondu smiled. "You see, darling, my boys have never tasted Terran meat before. We were just passing by Earth and this was the perfect opportunity to taste some."
Meredith gasped and Peter cried.
"But…" Yondu continued. "I can spare your pathetic lives if you join my crew."
"What…"
Yondu crossed his arms. "Your only chance of survival. Take it or leave it, darling."
Meredith frowned. She looked around. She wouldn't put it pass this people to eat them. Besides, Peter was terrified and if this was actually their only chance at survival, then yes, she'll take it. It was not like she could go anywhere in the middle of the galaxy.
"Alright." She answered.
"Mom…" Peter whispered.
"It'll be alright, sweetie."
OOO
"This will be your room and please, don't ever kick me again." Kraglin said as he handled them two pairs of Ravagers uniforms each.
Meredith hushed Peter into the room and ignored Kraglin, even if so far, he had been nothing but a gentleman. She closed off the door and locked it. She sighed. She took off her camping bag and threw it beside Peter's. Her son slowly walked towards a window with a view of outer space. "Mom, look…"
It was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen. Millions and millions of stars adorned the infinite darkness. It reminded her of her own angel… But as beautiful as it was, she knew their lives were still in danger. "Stay away from the window, Peter."
Peter did as told and turned to look at his mom. "What are we going to do?"
Meredith hugged him. "I don't know. But we'll escape, I promise." She had to promise. "We still have each other. And our music. I brought a lot of cassettes." Peter giggled.
She had to stay strong for her and her son. Because, Ego was a celestial. Surely, he would know where they were and come and get them.
Right?
OOO
"That girl's got more balls than half ma' men."
"Cap'n. Are ya' sure this is such a good idea?" Kraglin asked with worry written on his face. They were alone in the cafeteria while the others slept.
Yondu chuckled. "Ya' worried she might kick off your balls next time?" He lifted the beer bottle up to his lips.
"That and the fact that no one actually wants to eat them. Why would ya' lie to them about that?"
"It seemed funny at the time." He chuckled. "Did ya see the look on their faces?"
"Aye, but… but…"
Yondu frowned. "You trust me, Kraglin?"
"With my life, Cap'n."
"And you know about this being my last deal with that jackass?"
Kraglin was about to answer when he stopped. "You mean…"
"Then you need to know nothing else." Yondu replied. "Not that I'm going soft or anything."
Kraglin just nodded. He knew about the other cargos and why they were the reason they were out casted by the larger groups of Ravagers.
"You're gonna tell them, Cap'n?"
Yondu looked down at his drink. "Probably to the mother first. When she calms down. I don't want to risk my ass." He gave the young man a small smirk. "Or my balls." Then he sighed. "Listen to me, Kraglin. Not a word to a single soul. Got that?"
"Aye, Cap'n. But there is something I don't understand."
"And that is…"
"If you only wanted to protect the boy, why bring the mother?"
Yondu scoffed and drank the last of his beer. When he finished, he threw the bottle to the recycling bin and started to leave. "I might be a Ravager, but I'm not heartless. Kind of. She plays as much of a role as the boy." He turned around and walked away. "Besides," He called out over his shoulder. "She has a fine ass!"
Kraglin couldn't help but chuckle.
The first few chapters of this story will be during Peter's time with the Ravagers and then I'll proceed to the events of the first movie and after that, VOL. 2. I hope you liked it and I promise the next chapter will be longer. Review!